I just found out (yeah, Mojo's ALWAYS late to the party) that I made the float again over at the Comics Curmudgeon's COTW. My finalist-winning entry involves a baffling mixture of Mary Worth and Greek mythology. For those of you too darn lazy to click on any of the above links and search for "mojo" (Yeah, I know, it took me two days to get around to it myself) I said the following:

“My growing suspicion that Wilbur Weston has never actually had sex in his life has since led me to suspect that Dawn actually sprang, fully formed, from his forehead. Which would explain the comb-over.”

I'm sorry. I fully intended to never mention Mary Worth again, but making the float is a rare honor for me. One of these days I hope to maybe make the full-fledged COTW, but the competition is so awesomely stiff--there's some funny, funny people over there, plus most of 'em can WRITE--I'm guessing that will probably never happen. But I enjoy trying!

Back to work!

Mojo

How appropriate, to go from the horrific Love Is.... cartoon yesterday to today's horrorfest. Yay!

Usually we have Ratty to thank for bringing wild animals into the house, although usually with Ratty they are not dead but very much alive. Dead I can handle, Alive, and shrieking and dashing around the house with the cat and dog both in incompetent pursuit is another story.

But nowadays Rosie--sweet, wouldn't-harm-a-fly Rosie, is to blame for the carnage. We've noticed for the past week or so she's been disappearing, enough to notice. Not for DAYS or even HOURS, but just long enough to arouse suspicion. We realize the dog's not around, one of us says, "Hey, where's Rosie?" and if she doesn't appear eventually one of us goes to the door and calls for her. And sometimes, when she comes--and thus far she always comes--there is a significant delay from our call to her reappearance. Meaning, while still within earshot, she's quite aways away from the house.

Thus far when she's not right around we just tell her she's a good dog for coming when she's called (dog training tip #1: you must ALWAYS praise the dog when they come when they're called; otherwise if you call them and punish them they eventually won't come! Duh!) but then gently remind her she needs to STAY HOME. She then looks guilty and indeed that seems to be the end of it....until the next time we discover her further away from home than we like.

She's not a wanderer, but quite the sissy homebody, and she has no interest whatsoever in visiting other dogs or checking out the neighbors, so it's not that. And she hasn't done it all the time....just enough to arouse Mojo's highly-tuned suspicions.  MORE Mojo! »

Mojo's Favorite Mother's Sheep Collection, Volume 2

Adorable Little Stuffed Sheep!

Mojo's Favorite Mother also used to collect sheep. Not anymore. At least, this is what I gather, since she has given me a huge box full of things she once collected and now wants to get rid of. When I ask her why all she says is "I'm throwing things away." Mojo likes to think that it is her own influence, simplifying her life through the Craptacular, now rubbing off on her loved ones. But there is also the nagging suspicion that her Favorite Mother has just found an excuse to send her boxes of crap. Which is it? Only time--or an irate phone call from her mother yelling at Mojo for something she said about her on the Craptacular--will tell.  MORE Mojo! »