Man, it is quiet and dusty around here. My bad. There’s all these old comics on the table, on the floor, and it would appear that there are some unanswered messages from you loyal readers.

It’s been about three and a half weeks since I posted a new strip, and we were right in the middle of a desert break down as you may recall. I do apologize for the lapse. More circumstances than I need to get into, but nothing tragic, nothing bad, and nothing expensive. Just the end of the school year for this teacher/department chair/Saturday School ogre, and time to let my wife get out of the house a few nights a week.  Yeah, “let” isn’t quite the right word as I am neither her captor not her jailer. But you get the idea.

At the end of the year luncheon where I got my ten year recognition–yup, too late to get rid of me now–I was referred to as “tireless”. Yup, that means I’m riding on the rims now.  That should explain everything.

You’ll be pleased to know that my priorities are somewhat in order as I made a decision while on hiatus to put the shovelhead back on the road.  I’m not putting big miles at this point, but it sure is a good time to twist that damn throttle again.

At any rate, the strip is back. And I haven’t been abducted by aliens.  Thanks for the messages y’all left. Din’t mean to igore ya, just was buried and din’t  know what to say. I appreciate your words greatly.