News: Back to our old tricks

Monday, September 13, 2004

Back to our old tricks

This is awful. I can barely bring myself to type this because I'm so upset. I threw out my back at work today. I thought painkillers would do the trick, but at this point there's no way I'd be able to hunch over my WACOM tablet and magically produce a Space Monkeys! strip for you today. So, to summarize, I provide you with this conversation between me and an imaginary Space Monkeys! reader:

Reader: No Space Monkeys! last Friday or today, you say?
Me: 'Fraid so...you see, my back...
Reader: Fuck your back! Don't you care about my needs?
Me: Yeah, but...
Reader: Fuck your butt! I want Space Monkeys!
Me: I'm sorry. I really am. Today's comic will be moved to Wednesday, and I'll make it up to you with a bonus strip next Wednesday. Let's just say it'll be...gravy.
Reader: I love you.
Me: I love me too.

Come back Wednesday for the monkeys I know you so desperately crave. No tease this time. I promise.

6 Comments:

Omar said...

You threw out your back!? What are you, like 73?

Ladies and gentlemen -- the next Space Monkeys! comic will be delayed while PJ gets his dentures cleaned.

1:34 PM  
PJ said...

Now I just have this nagging pain in the middle of my back. Ouch. :(

1:44 PM  
Anonymous said...

Get well PJ! Oh and Omar... I just wanted to thank you for your blog on your own website today. The Zach Braff/Jon Lovitz/Jon Cryer comparison made giggle and spurt at the same time (would that spiggle or gurt? Not sure). I was having a lousy day and your post was a high light in a day of low lights.

Keep the monkeys and the blogging coming!!!

Bis Nation

9:20 PM  
Anonymous said...

He's LYING!!!! I saw him at school, and he was fine! LIES!! LIES I TELL YOU!

10:58 PM  
PJ said...

I was at school in a considerable amount of pain...I actually stole a couple opportunities to lie down when I could. But I'm better now. So your accusations are moot. MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOt.

11:43 AM  
Carol Elaine said...

No "Space Monkeys"? *bottom lip quivers as eyes glisten with unshed tears*

Feel better, PJ. I'll still be here for you. And for Omar. And for -- the Monkeys...

5:06 PM  

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