My wife is so great—I just mention shading and boom, she gets me a six-pack of grey pens.

So... I think I need to work on succinctness in my rants.

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Sometimes a euphemism isn't.

I totally misremembered a conversation Erica and I had, so this comic doesn't prove anything.

I went to the opening of a Jay Ryan paintings show at Rotofugi Gallery and ended up staring at this one piece for-ever. This is... similar.

Looks more like a fluke worm to me.