I got a job! Yay me! Studying lots of new information for my new retail gig, as well as crocheting sweaters with crossed fingers (for luck, quite a trick!) and trying, without much luck so far, to fight off a horrendous cold that has rendered me voiceless (I kid you not — my own daughter cannot decipher my squeaking over the phone, and the Mayo Clinic web site says that it can last for two weeks or more, and I shouldn’t attempt speech or even whisper if I want to get better!) has left this space a bit empty as of late. But I hope today’s post makes up for lost time and brings a chuckle.
On my birthday this year, my dear sister Angela continued our comic card tradition with one that is close to my heart. We are fans of “My Name is Earl“, “Dexter“, and “Lost” (“Lost” being much closer to my heart than hers, because I love the whole sci-fi, “Twilight Zone” genre so much and was so thrilled by its characters and beauty, that I fell for the promise of explanation made by its creators.) You can read my take on the “Lost” finale here. Her card combined these seemingly disparate elements to give me a finale equal to the one crafted by Lindelof and Cuse, but much more satisfying for me. She knows my sense of humor (and my need for closure) well! Here it is.