FINALly finished

The field of war is littered with squandered time and childhood naivete. Every completed series of finals takes something from us. Each time, a little more of our soul is cauterized and the thing we call “adult” is burned and smelted from the green and verdant forests of childhood. Eventually, this hollow machine of alloys and cynical behavior emerges and this we call, “Graduation”.

Ahh, it’s not so bad. But the finals are over and now Christmas is nearly here, and the old anticipation for all things festive can flourish- uninhibited by nagging sensations of diligence or work ethic.

Now if only I can recover from this cold. I’ve gotten a case of the sniffles it seems, but I think I’m already just past the halfway point of the illness. So I’m hoping for a return to health before long. But who knows. I might have pneumonia. I won’t be too presumptuous and just assume that whatever it is will soon abate.

As per the comic. We’re back in action and with our extra time, we hope to create a surplus to supply us through any times of trial we may henceforth encounter. Let’s keep our fingers crossed!

-Arrivederci!

Hiatus

I hate that word (see; title i.e. hiatus).

However, we must take a very, very short break. I'm sure you noticed nothing new today, and there won't be anything new until Friday. Here is why:

1. Finals are this week. No one's looking at comics anyways because we are all studying our butts off.

2. My computer is still at my neighbor's house. It hasn't been looked at yet. I can only inquire of its status so much without being incredibly annoying. I will get it back sometime this week though.

3. They took the "Holiday" trees out of an airport in Seattle.

4. The Food and Agricultural Organization says that cows emmit more greenhouse gases than all forms of transportation combined. Drive your Escalade all you want.

5. A tenor in Italy was booed off stage.

See? How could a comic go on during such a bleak weak!

Thank you for your patience, the hilarious will resume this Friday. We'll update both comics that day, even though that's not the usual day for BHC.

Good luck on your finals everyone, we all need our degrees!

-Sterling

Haute Cuisine

I know the first thought to cross your mind concerning today’s Blue House Comic. "I understand the cat, I understand the shovel, but what in Andersonville, Georgia is Child’s Play?"

It’s a charity program sponsored by our good friends at Penny-Arcade. They are our good friends. They are.

Anyway, it’s a neat charity to give sick children presents for Christmas. Penny-Arcade is hosting a contest for the best three panel comic which includes:

- The 2006 Child’s Play logo
- A cat
- Meat
- A city that is home to one of their partner hospitals.

We believe the comic satisfies these criterion. The winner receives tickets to the auction dinner, which we’ll most likely be unable to attend. But it’d be sure nifty if Penny-Arcade likes our comic and consequently checks out our site. Because that's what friends do.

Anyway, that should explain everything. The mango is just obvious. I hope everyone’s Thursday is happy. HAKUNA MATATA!

and

-Arrivederci!

You Can't Stop the Hurricane, Baby.

Alas, this is old news, but you may note a comprehensible reality of depth and vanishing points again. We’re back. Back in black. Lame reference. Moving -->

I sometimes lament the glowing warmth that so many geniuses could have been had not the clucking hen snuffed him out. But their loss cannot be seen and thus only dimly missed.

Moving forward again. Sterling, the comics are hilarious. My time is being more appropriately partitioned henceforth. Get well soon from this illness which once again plagues you.

In the interim of my thoughts I insert letters. Words without meaning but that which you read into them. Not true. Or it’d look more like:

Morton Dome Help Sunshine Smashing Telecomm New Bachelor Real Book Wellington.

That’s very hard to effect random words. Even my best efforts can’t thwart you finding a pattern in there somewhere.

Many of you reading may be aware of finals. But do not fear, friends. And well. Just cuz I said so. Do as I say, not as I do. I think I’m tired.

-Arrivederci!

DayQuil

I've had a lot of DayQuil in the past few days. The comics that are supposed to be up today relate to that in a certain manner.

I'm having problems logging into our account on webcomicsnation, which is why there are no new comics. They've been making lots of changes, so I'm guessing by tomorrow this will be fixed and we can carry on.

For those of you wondering why I'm not making a post declaring how thrilled I am at winning the $50 first prize for the pinup contest, this is why. Some "judge" decided the pig-faced cankle-sporting pin up deserved the blue ribbon. I'm supposed to receive a t-shirt for my efforts, though I don't actually know if I was 2nd or 3rd. I really would have liked the money though, especially with Christmas coming up.

Ho hum, such is life.

My lips are super chapped. Curses.