JEFFREY vs THE T-SHIRT COMPANY

So someone from a t-shirt company called me yesterday and asked me to remove a comic. I sort of obliged, because the person who called was kind of nice about it.

Important news for TopatoCo customers! We were unable to get some sizes of certain shirt designs to meet your holiday deadline. If you have not yet received your merchandise or received shipping notification you may receive an email soon to the email address you provided to PayPal. We'll figure out what to do, just you and me.

BACK IN TIME

I asked Weedmaster P if I could borrow his time machine to go back in time a month ago and order all the late TopatoCo merch but he turned white as a sheet and started sweating profusely and said he didn't know what I was talking about, then ran to the bathroom and I can still hear him faintly sobbing.

This second floor office is so hot! Seriously it is like five degrees outside and probably 90 in here. It's one of those deals where the guy down the hall has control of the thermostat or something and it's cold in his studio. We're getting windows put in soon though (right, Linda? ;))

There are some distinct differences on the 2nd floor of this arty old factory building. In the basement there were crude drawings of penises on the walls of the bathroom stalls. On the second floor there are crude drawings of penises on the walls of the bathroom stalls that are ironic. Ooh UPS is here! See you tomorrow!

THE GRANDFATHER PARADOX

Ever notice how the first thing they warn you about when discussing time travel is the Grandfather Paradox? I guess maybe if you travel back to 1900 or whatever you're just automatically struck with this insatiable need to hunt down and slaughter an ancestor.

I don't know if it's possible to travel back in time, but it certainly shouldn't be. There's really nothing good that could come out of people traveling back in time, and traveling forwards in time would be especially bad. Say you go ten years in the future during the middle of the H5N1 AnthrAIDSpox.Coli outbreak, and you don't have any HyperGarlic with you and then in about five seconds you're just a puddle of white-hot radioactive waste. Nobody wants that.

In other news, the deadline for ordering TopatoCo merchandise for Dec 25 has passed. After the weekend I'll take stock of inventory to see if there's anything you can still grab for Hanukkah! Hava Nagila!

THINGS TO DO IN DENVER WHEN YOU'RE A CAT

An early update today! I don't know why I do comics about cats. I want to be like the "Garfield" of cybercomics. Dare to dream.

I do apologize for the recent sporadic updates, and make no excuses other than a complete lack of time. When you're scrolling down your spreadsheet and it's four o'clock in the morning and the rows all just won't stop being yellow (yellow is my code backordered-priority) your priorities tend to change. There needs to be more time in a day. Four more hours a day would would do it I think.

Things will change next year; it's going to level out financially and now there is adequate space to get somebody in here and help out so I can finally concentrate on this book of all-original Overcompensating material I've been kicking around in the old noggin.