Oh crap, indeed.

Volkswagen commercials rock

Peter Stormare has been in a million different things (check out his page at IMDB), and I’m always entertained by his work. Most recently, those VW commercials in which he “unpimps ze auto,” have had me laughing loudly. A couple years back there was a car commercial that had the Nick Drake song, Pink Moon–that was Volkswagen too, wasn’t it? AND, when I was a sophomore in high school, I had an English teacher that lived on a ranch where he raised Volkswagens. Weird, huh?

It’s all starting to come back to him, but he didn’t want it in the first place. Poor Gordon.

What a crappy show

If you had told me a year ago that a reality show filmed at the Playboy mansion about Hef’s girlfriends would be a total suckfest, I would have thought you meant it in the good way. I’ve only seen 2 episodes of The Girls Next Door, but they’ve both made me sad and depressed. When it first aired, the main criticism I heard was that it ought to be hot, but isn’t, because nothing hot happens. I agree that that’s the problem with it, but not because I’m trying to get some vicarious jollies from watching. The thing makes me sad because, based on what we see, Hef ain’t gettin’ any. Now I understand their argument is that they want to keep their private life private, and that’s fine, but if that’s truly the case, why the hell is there a camera crew in your home?! So all we’ve got to go on is what that camera crew shows us, and the most it shows us is the occassional peck on the cheek. That’s sad for a couple reasons. First off, we’re talking about HUGH FREAKIN’ HEFNER here. With the history that this guy has, every time he walks away with nothing but lipstick on his cheek, he’s just gotta be reminded of his own mortality. “Holy crap. I’m Hugh Freakin’ Hefner, and I got nothing but lipstick on my cheek. When did I get so old?”

Even sadder is what this means for the rest of mankind. If celebrity billionaire Hugh Hefner can’t even get to second base with any one of the three chicks who claim to love him, what hope do the rest of us have? He invited those girls to live in his MANSION and he’s not scoring. How’s some broke-ass middle-class joe-schmo yutz supposed get anything off of the wife who barely tolerates him?

But who knows? Maybe he’s getting it constantly and it’s just not on the show. Or maybe it is on the show, just not on the episodes I forced myself to sit through. But like I said, based on the evidence before me, it just makes me sad.

Ever have one of those moments when someone starts asking you about events you should know intimately, but you don’t? Eh, me either, but it happens on the TV all the time.

Snow? In SPRING?!

Actually, that’s not so rare around here. I remember hunting Easter eggs in the snow as a kid. Had our only snow day of the year yesterday, so I had no T-1 access to put up today’s update (my crappy dial-up at home is completely unreliable). The gift that is a snow day made up for it all, though. It’s like when you find unexpected money in an old coat pocket. I feel cheated if I get through a whole winter w/o a single snow day. Not that I did anything particularly fun or productive, but just the fact that I got a brief reprieve from the Man, w/ no commitments or responsibilities. Good times, man. Good times.

And the non-stop action continues. I miss the breakfast bar in our old kitchen. Of course I only lived in that apartment for about 9 months, and that was 11 years ago. Still, it made an impression.

Nothing else to say today. More Sin Police on Wednesday.

A little more puke, followed by a nice satisfying scratch. Students would walk by while I was drawing that second panel and laugh. The living room/kitchen of Gordon’s apartment is based on the one my wife and I had when we first got married. Not that you’ll see too much of it, but there you go.

Done with surgery

Late on the update, as complications w/ my daughter’s recovery kept her in the hospital longer than we were expecting. She’s feeling much better now, though– crawling and playing like she didn’t spend close to six hours under anesthesia having abdominal surgery a week ago. So the duplicated system in her kidney is still there, but the ureteral seal has been corrected, along with the reflux. There was some major reconfiguring of all the various bits and pieces to fix function and whatnot, which prolonged the surgery for an extra couple of hours. Then afterwards, there was some hydronephrosis, a dilation of one of the ureters, which caused lots of vomiting and meant some extra time in the hospital. End result, though–successful surgery, happy baby, relieved parents, and all that jazz.

So I just wanted to mention how awesome St. Louis Children’s Hospital is and say that if you’re feeling generous, you should donate money. Or, of course, there’s always Gabe and Tycho’s charity to donate to, Child’s Play. It doesn’t look like they have St. Louis Children’s Hospital on their list, but they’ve got lots of other hospitals for kids in other locations.

Maybe it’s just because I’m a really loud puker and shouting in the toilet takes more out of you than a more efficient, quiet approach.

On Monday I mentioned my daughter’s surgery. I’m pre-posting this one on Tuesday so it’s ready to go on Wednesday, but I’ll tell you now, there will be no Grandpa Sex Machine this Friday. Sorry, but you’ll have to wait ’til next week, you perv.

This could be the most action we’ve seen thus far in the Sin Police. The medicine cabinet looks a little bare, but when I looked through mine at home, I realized that if I was living all alone, my cabinet would look much the same.

Duplex Kidney

A few months ago, my wife and I found out that our daughter’s left kidney has a duplicated system. That’s sort of like having two kidneys bundled up into one unit, each “pole” (that’s what they call one of the parts) with its own ureter leading to the bladder. Usually when that happens, the ureters don’t attach to the bladder the way they’re supposed to, which can lead to urinary tract infections and other problems. This isn’t completely unheard of, but it still wigged us out, especially when we were told that this tiny little person would need surgery or she could lose the kidney.

Anyhow, she just had her first birthday a few weeks back, and now it’s time for the surgery. This will happen on Wednesday, and she’ll be at the hospital for 2-3 days afterwards. My point is, Chrome Dome is obviously pretty low on the list of priorities this week. If I get anything finished early, I’ll upload and have them post on schedule, but no promises. Hopefully by Monday there will be a new SP along w/ good news about the surgery. Later!