Author: SurlyQueen

Happy New Year, Creatures!

After over a week of feeling like a complete zombie, 1950s Dad and I are feeling much better! Thanks for all the warm wishes and get betters. AAAAAND: Thanks for another great year of goofiness and zaniness. There’s more to follow, and I’m glad to have you all along for the ride! Hope everyone out there has a great New Year’s (and New Year’s Eve).

That’s all for now, and as always: Thanks for Reading!

Hurr hurr hurr: see you next year!

Merry Christmas, my Creatures!

May your holidays be festive and filled with food and family…and at least slightly less Plague than I’ve got here at my own house (1950s Dad and I are still stupid-sick).

And if you add a little booze, to the mix, know that your holiday will be Krampus approved!

Good morning, Creatures. Tis the season for crazy last minute, mad-dash shopping….and the Plague.

AND the end of the world, I’m told.

Good gracious, have I got a case of the plague. I don’t get ill particularly often, but when I do, there’s little besides being ill that I can muster the strength to do. I’ve got that kind of sinus pressure that makes it feel like my teeth are trying to secede from the nation that is my skull. And to think I’d nearly forgotten what it felt like to have that deep-rooted mouth pain that I was fairly certain only orthodontics could bring!

At any rate, my horrible, seemingly unending plague coupled with the fact that I’m having to go to work on top of all that is the feeble excuse I offer for today’s On the Couch comic being a little late. BUT IT IS UP NOW (And Gatekeeper’s expression is my favorite part about it, it turns out.)! Neither end of the world, nor having a face that feels like it’s full of half-set cement will keep me from my delivery of more Krampus to my little corner of the internet!

But the face full of cement thing will send me shuffling back off to bed for a few more hours! That is all, and as always, thanks for reading!

I’m a self proclaimed Food Tourist.

This is NOT the same thing as being a foodie, as I am fairly indiscriminate when it comes to the foods which I will stuff in my face (Taco Bell tacos to name an example: I underSTAND that they are NOT real tacos. Heck, they’re barely even real food. This does not change the fact that they are delicious.). Food Tourism is about trying just about any food that is placed in front of me at least once (I’ve sampled a couple of things twice. Just to be sure.), regardless of color, smell, or eyes. Needless to say, my friends on numerous occasions have opted to use me as a guinea pig of sorts whenever they’re creating Experiments in the kitchen. Although, given that I heartily enjoy things like Taco Bell tacos, I can’t really call my palette “refined.” Can I tell the difference between high and low quality food? Of course. I simply prefer to embrace my inner opossum and eat All the Food. 

So. When given the opportunity to try something, dubious as it may sound, like pumpkin nog, I jumped at the chance. And found it delicious. And now, I don’t like to share it. I want to drink ALL the pumpkin nog. Even when I have bought the pumpkin nog for the express purpose of sharing it with someone else who ALSO enjoys it. And  I may even cackle a bit, while enjoying all of it, all by myself.

mwahahahaha.

Hello, my Creatures!

A couple of quick notes: One, there may be some weirdness going on with Life On a Stick, as I’m doing a little more tinkering with the site.

Secondly: I want to wish you all a Merry Krampusnacht! Tonight’s the night when Santa’s evil helper, Krampus comes out to collect up all the naughty kids and stick them in a sack…Or beat them with switches. And then take them back to his lair…presumably to eat them.

I hear he can be bribed with alcohol, so get out there, join the Krampuslauf (that’s a whole bunch of folks dressed up like the hairy bad guy), and do some reveling!

That’s all for now, and as always: Thanks for reading!

Hello again, my Creatures.

Nothing super profound to add today. Today’s Stick Comic has to do with the confusing Meat Thermometer we had the pleasure of using this past Turkey Day. It had words on one side and numbers (presumably TEMPeratures) on the other side. I would expect the thermometer to move in a clockwise fashion, which it most certainly did not. The result was a comic, which is always good times, and we did NOT under cook the  bird and get sick (which is an even BETTER time.).

My brother caught this week’s earlier comic about his pretty rad Moss Beard. I had to assure him, as I am assuring you, dear Creatures, that he does NOT look homeless…it’s actually just really hard to draw stick people with beards!

That’s all for now, and as always: thanks for reading!

Happy Thanksgiving, my Creatures.

Today’s Life On a Stick comic is completely unrelated to the holiday, but here is a Hand Turkey instead. Please enjoy all his MAJESTY.

Hope you all are having a safe and happy holiday and are eating all of the food. I know I will be.

It’s that time of year again, Creatures! The Christmas music is already blaring on the overhead speakers, the lines are already forming (and the people in them already getting agitated), and some Silliness is already rearing it’s ugly head. Like the latest Life On a Stick comic. “No sir, you can still use the escalator; just hop over that barricade, avoid the gaping hole, climb up the stairs and then do the same thing up at the top. It’s EASY!” That’s right, Black Friday is upon us, and it’s only going to get…Sillier from here on out.

In all seriousness, though, my working in the retail industry has thus far, failed to kill my Christmas spirit. So long as I can separate Retail Christmas (rampant consumerism, grouchiness, and rudeness) from Actual Christmas (decorating my house, seeing loved ones, and eating delicious treats), I will be listening to Christmas music in my car from Black Friday til Christmas. But I like to celebrate Thanksgiving first, so not until Friday. Yes.

Oh, and HEY: RSS feeds!

They’re here for both of the comics if you want to subscribe separately, but I’d love it if you’d subscribe to ALL of my ramblings, so DO click on the (currently) SECRET RSS link, which can be found lurking beneath the Home Button in the blue space between the menu bar and the Life On a Stick box.

*erm* I’ll be getting that fixed/more visible soon!

Until then, Happy Early Thanksgiving, and, as always, thanks for reading!

Today’s Life On a Stick comic centers around the candy Laffy Taffy.

It was always one of my favorite candies, growing up, not because of the jokes on the wrapper, but because it came in banana-flavored. I think I may be in the minority here, but I’ve always loved the taste of fake banana and will go out of my way to obtain it. It’s a really bizarre flavor that doesn’t ACTually equate with authentic banana and some out makes my mouth feel all warm, the way mint makes it feel cool. It’s hard to explain adequately.

ANYway, for those who may not have known, Laffy Taffy is a (surprise!) taffy that comes individually wrapped up and each wrapper has a couple of jokes printed on it. Kids get to submit these jokes, so you can imagine what the sense of humor is like on them. The worst thing is, even though I know, I KNOW the joke on the wrapper is going to be terrible, I practically can’t eat a piece without first reading and then, usually, groaning.

And now that Raf’s around, sharing the pain! MWAHAHAHAHA!