Strings, Rings, and Other Things

[Steuard is finally catching up on old stuff he's been meaning to post here.]

A while back, a friend of mine linked to one of the comics below, and I eventually tracked down the whole series. I don't know what I would have thought of them five years ago, but given where my life is today I find them all tremendously sweet. When you have a look, it may help to remember that Francis Bacon was a philosopher, too.

Here are the first, second, third, and fourth entries in the series; I think that's the complete list.

Apparently, daddy is no comfort at all after the scary thunder wakes you up. Only mommy can help with that (and she'd better not try handing you off to daddy after that initial cuddle).

I'm not taking it too hard.

donaithnen just pointed me to this amazingly awesome kids toy. It's entirely possible that I would have fit inside one when I first became a Dr. Who fan, but more importantly, it may well still exist when our coming little one gets big enough to be interested. (Would I really spend £200 on it? It does seem like considerably more than I'd imagined paying for a single toy, but, wow it would be awesome.)

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After a snow, I've always liked "blazing uncharted territory" as my footprints record my explorations. More often, though, I end up looking at other peoples' footprints and contemplating their footwear and where they're going. That's why when I do have the chance to leave the first footprints on the path these days, I sometimes turn around and walk backward for a while (or even hop for a few yards), just in case the next person happens to be paying attention.