In truth, Ken's programs are not so esoteric. He does, however, have a retired man's fascination with World War II.

I'm sorry it took me so long to get this one out, but I have been battling ninjas, like, all week. I find myself in Illinois today, waiting on a phone call from a vendor so that I may finish my work for the day and find lodging for the night. They say it's going to snow tomorrow. Yippie shit. another day of driving through snow. It's like a dream come true, only instead of luck dragons, I'm surrounded by drunk Yankees that fart a lot. I think that's the first time I've ever used the word "Yankee" in anger. Oh well.

I hope you like the change in the speech bubbles. I'm figuring out all of this stuff at a snail's pace, but I'm figuring it out.

On a positive note, Dwayne has been released on an appeal bond, and his lawyers seem to be at least partially educated in the workings of the law. This is a major step up from his former defense, who nearly beheaded himself with a spoon during lunch, or so I've been told.