The wasp’s nest is twice the size of my fist, and has at least 30 wasps, plus twice that many eggs.

It’s at the peak of the highest eaves of the house.

A ladder is now standing on the deck, securely braced, and it will get me within 8 feet of the nest.

The Raid Wasp and Hornet spray has a 20-foot range.

Wish me luck. I’ll be back in 10 minutes… MARK!

–Howard

I went to Wal-Mart this evening. We needed some stuff, and I needed to get out of the house. I’d finished pencilling and inking five strips, so a reward was in order.

I looked at the Carnation chocolate malted milk powder, and at the Nesquik. We ran out of both yesterday, and I thought that a tall glass milk doped with either of those would be very tasty.

I didn’t buy either one. I resisted the temptation. The only thing I bought that wasn’t on the list was balsamic vinegar.

Balsamic vinegar is really nasty when you mix it with milk.

–Howard

I’ve been struggling with scripts lately, and finally wrote the tricky bit whose most general description might spoil things for you.

I just got back from seeing The Fantastic Four. My reaction: I loved it. The Thing was PERFECT.

Scroll down and read the Open Letter for more.

Upshot: I need to eat these words. First, though, a nap. I had a big lunch, and I’m full just now.

–Howard