What is the meaning of this?

Why don’t you tell me.

Well if it wasn’t you? Who was it?

Some joker with no consideration of anybody else.

Seriously. What did he expect would happen? Disappear into the ether?

The nerve. The ignorance. The indignation. Paralyzing anger.  Lurking, strengthening.

Only one thing left to do.

I am the cool spring breeze blowing over the recently uncovered meadow.

That’s it,  you got the right idea.

Where’s the nearest  garbage can?

Just around the corner. I’ll show you.

Cycle be broken.

Hey man long time no see.

What’s it been?  A year? Two years?

I think Three. What have you been up to?

Same thing, working hard, hardly working. How about yourself?

I just had my long lost girlfriend call me up out of the blue to ask me about  an old piece of jewelry.  Except it wasn’t just jewelry, it was a one of a kind celtic relic. Some thugs explained that to me as I was being pinned face down on the floor. Luckily I had pawned something that looked like it the day  before so they needed my help and eventually a second group of thugs rescued me from their speeding van. The rest of the day we ran around looking for the thing, strong arming one pawn shop owner after another and then I meet up with the most gorgeous woman I have ever met, who also happens to know how to clog a pistol with a throwing star from 12 feet away. Honestly, that’s a skill that did not seem handy until that day. Turns out, she thought I looked like her old boyfriend from the telescopic scope of her riffle but she was really looking for the guy who lived across the hall from me. So in fact the jewelry I was thinking of was not the one she was looking for so she got angry and left. How was I supposed to know? She kind of sounded like my girlfriend on the phone and she was very vague and non descriptive when talking about the darn thing.

So you haven’t heard from Adriana since the last time I saw you?

Nope. I have no idea what’s become of her.

Really. She’s on facebook you know? Soon as I get to the computer I’ll send you the info.

Dude that would be rad! Let me give you my email?

Neat.

Boy, It is tough out there.

I heard that. Some days is just hard to even get out of bed.

What can you do? Life is just hard sometimes.

Um hum, at least it’s not personal.

True, true. Strictly business.

I’m thinking about planting flowers this year. Perennials.

You think they’ll take?

I don’t know. It’s worth a shot.

Damn right it is.

The coffee is warm.

The room is mostly empty.

No one is speaking.

Outside, the world  slugs along to seek the future.

And just as you begin to understand it, the moment is gone and a new one arrives.

The coffee is warm.

Cream no sugar.

We can try to deny it but it wouldn’t make a difference.

Nope.

Did you get one?

No, I did not. How about you?

I rather not talk about it.

Well, who’s is this?

If it’s not mine, I don’t want to know?

This is ridiculous! Why don’t we just walk away?

We are too good to be manipulated by such petty things.

Darn right girlfriend let’s book it.

You first.

No you first.

Don’t look now but I think we’re being filmed by local news people.

What? Why?

I don’t know they are pointing their cameras this way.

It’s probably a special interest piece on obesity or some other thing.

I don’t appreciate having my ass filmed for TV.

Bastards! They can hide our identity but not our pride.

What’s the plan boss?

Total frontal in 5, 4, 3…

Wait I don’t think they’re filming!

That was a close one.

Your move.

Getting Anxious?

Anxious to beat you.

Hah, You talk big but you don’t have the guts to bring down the thunder.

Try me, how are we doing on that move?

You know I just don’t see how this is the game of kings.

Loosing your queen, knight, bishops and rooks will do that.

Alas Rome has fallen.

So we’re really going to do this?

Darn right.

Who’s going first?

Does it matter? We’re both ready.

Okay then you go.

It’s already done. I’m already there.

No you’re not. You’re right here.

Mentally I’m there.

Really? How is it?

Not as I expected.

So where is she?

She’s coming. Are you ready?

Guess so. What am I supposed to do again?

You’re my wingman.

Yeah… Im not sure what that means.

You take care of me.

How?

Praise me, make me sound interesting. We want her to like me.

What if she’s turns out to be really annoying?

Then fake a stroke.

I love your lashes.

Thank you. I find it that it makes my eyes look more sexy.

What does your boyfriend think?

Boyfriends, it’s plural.

Okay, what do they think?

They don’t know.

They don’t know what to think?

They don’t know they’re my boyfriends.

Do you have your New Year’s Resolution?

You going to eat that entire sandwich?

Ah… yeah.

Well I resolved to share more this year.

You’re not getting my sandwich.

I see…

I resolved to be more honest with others.

Thank you for that. On that note I too would like to come clean and re-emphasize my interest in a bit of your sandwich.

Interest noted.

Happy Holidays.

You know, this is not Jesus’ birthday.

Yeah I know. The Church changed the date a long time ago to coincide with a pagan winter festival or some thing. It is funny how everyone agrees to celebrating on this day.

Everyone?

Protestants, Christians, Atheists…

Brings us back to my original point. It’s not his birthday.

I don’t think it has to. We’ve come to need this type of thing as part of our society. Costume day in October, get together and eat Turkey in November, give presents in December, etcetera, etcetera.

I see your point. We need to do things as a ‘pack’ to strengthen a correlation regardless of what the event is. Too bad is not his birthday though.

Happy Holidays to you too.

Do you think someone can be cruel on purpose?

Sure, Particularly jerks.

No, but that’s just it! They are cruel because they have issues.

What do you mean?
Well aren’t jerks just acting out, uncaring or selfish because of a personal issue they don’t have full control over?

You mean like if you never been poor you don’t fully appreciate what you have?

Yea sort of.

So what’s your point? That there is not really “cruel” in people.

Yeah, I guess deep down there is always some underline issue.

See that bothers me. Just makes an excuse for individuals to be jerk.

No, quite the opposite. I don’t excuse the act I just understand that there are issues and repercussionsthat affect ones self and others.

Do you believe in good?

Let’s not go there.

This girl was telling me about how she tries to move objects with his mind.

Wow, does it work?

Apparently not but she’s still trying.

How do you even do that?

Supposedly you just concentrate on moving stuff.

But you said it doesn’t work.

Yep so far it hasn’t.

Dammit! I got into my new House and it’s a mess.

What the heck man!

Yeah what the heck man indeed! Now I am the one responsible for fixing it and if I don’t do it people will think its because I neglect things.

Chill out man you’ll fix things, don’t worry. Why don’t we talk about something else?

Well, how about pop culture quiz?

Okay hit me.

Vampires and Zombies.

Let see, Zombies are cool because we have a predisposition to relate to a future full of widespread decease, where we as individuals will be forced to take arms against our brothers.

Good, give me Vampires now.

They’re quite opposite.  Strong, beautiful, subject to a rather ambiguous moral code and unhealthily  addicted to something that relates to the individual weaknesses that define us all.

Wow that’s great but I could have also accepted “Vampire chicks are hot.”

That’s a.. very honest of you.

Unfortunately.

Wow these video games are selling more and more copies every day.

It makes sense if you figure the average 30 year old grew up playing games and over population, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.

Where do people find time to play them?

That I don’t really know. Some games take a long time to complete. Others you can never finish.

I guess buying does not equal completion just consumerism.

However games are an escape to a controlled environment and part of that includes controlling how far to go.

Don’t you think all that play limits time spent in real life experiences?

I suppose it depends on the life experiences the individual has access to.

I disagree.

Good.

Coffee here is the worst.

What makes you an expert in coffee?

I’m not technically an expert but I am perhaps a little bit more up to date on the coffee I’m drinking right now.

But can you say it’s the worst? You don’t know that what the other cups taste like?

Perhaps you’re right perhaps there is no such thing as an expert.

Aha! Spoken like an expert. Admit it, you’re full of it.

You know what? I retract my comment. This cup of coffee is not up to my expectations.

Don’t you feel much better now that you admit you are not an expert on coffee?

I would feel better if we were actually doing something to change the fact that it is still terrible cup.

Why the long face? It’s there  something wrong?

Nope, just my face. Something wrong with you?

Nah, just pondering the Universe.

Sounds like a lot of work.

Some days it is but  it’s all part of being.

Then there’s nothing wrong with that.

And nothing right either, and thats fine by me.

Some of you may already be familiar with a recurring character known as Stubble Bunny.

The thing has been making appearances for a long time. Most often in work printouts during the many a meetings. People suggested I made a comic but I felt that the comic format was not really the right vehicle.

Anyhow stay tuned for our upcoming feature Stubble Cafe.