Boo. As always, thanks for reading. ~Thunt

Yo. As always, thanks for reading. ~Thunt

Yup. As always, thanks for reading. ~Thunt

This is a little harder than I thought. As always, thanks for reading. ~Thunt

Should I even be posting my videos here in the blog as well as on twitter? Anyways, here ya go. As always, thanks for reading. ~Thunt

I've posted the first of many videos documenting my Bieber experiment. I'll be posting one per day. Click here for the video. Also, this Friday's update will be a little different than usual. I hope you like it. As always, thanks for reading. ~Thunt

There's now a delicious close up of Mr. Fingers "inside" the vote button. Yum. As always, thanks for reading. ~Thunt

Sneak peek of tomorrow's comic "inside" the magic vote button. As always, thanks for reading. ~Thunt

My hand hurts too much to draw, so I'm typing this! For no raisin! ............................................................. The news says that we should stay indoors. Those of use who are still alive know that staying indoors and waiting, is the last thing that we should do.  I can still hear my wife's screams as they dragged her away. They came through the backyard by the hundreds. Their bodies were moving, but their eyes were dead. Maybe they were human once, but not now. Not anymore. In the first few weeks, we kept them back with firepower. But the bullets always go faster than you think they will. We've lost more than half of our group and panic is beginning to take hold. We're just about out of food too, so it won't be long before we can add starvation to our list of problems. Once this was a nice, suburban neighborhood. Now it's a living hell without hope. Well, maybe there is one hope. This morning, they attacked again. At first there were only a few of them, but later came more. With no guns or other weaponry, I was doomed. Then something amazing happened. One of those mindless things died! But why? How? What had killed it? That's when I noticed the pea pods that my wife had planted last month. They were somehow firing peas toward the back of my yard. But the pods could only fire in a straight line! I quickly got to work, planting pea pods across my yard. Soon I had five of them lined up. I can't really explain it, but the sunflowers were helping me. Now, everything looks like it just might be okay. I think we might actually... wait... oh dear God help us! One of them has a traffic cone on its head! You monsters! Have you no honour!? As always, thanks for reading. ~Thunt

Last night, I went out to the shed to get some more firewood. As I was picking up chunks of wood, I felt a minor pain in my wrist and in the palm of my hand which I didn't pay much attention to. Over the next fifteen minutes, I found it harder and harder to draw as the pain increased. Eventually, I couldn't hold the pen or press it onto the paper. I took some Advil and went to bed, hoping that it'd be better after some sleep. It's seems better than it was last night and to be honest, it's really not that bad. But holding a pen seems to hit the pain button with a critical hit. I'm going to let my stupid hand have its way and not draw for a day or two. Tuesday's update WILL be up, even if I have to cut off my hand and graft a pen onto the wrist like Ash in Evil Dead. I'm really sorry everybody and I'm also sorry to poor Danielle who's had to watch me stomp around the house in a grumpy mood over this. As always, thanks for reading. ~Thunt