If you saw today's comic already, there's reason to revisit. I did a newspost (just scroll below the comic) explaining how I goofed in what we can now call "The Coconut debacle."

I would have posted that earlier, but I was on the road most of today and dealing with FM Modulators (long story; thanks Best Buy!), but now it is posted, my shame displayed for the world.

New comic is up today and it's the last before Christmas.

I'm outtie-town, so have a wonderful one, peeps. See you next week.

Normally it takes me until Dec. 31 to start thinking about the new year and what it might bring, but with the new job bringing so much change to my life (and new opportunities and changes, LCP, other stuff) I suddenly feel full to bursting with excitement about the end of '06.

It's usually not this way. I'm usually mourning the end of the year as if the calendar itself was what brought good things my way. I've never had a year I completely regretted or wished away.

But this last year did feel like a transition. It felt like I spent the whole year moving the huge rock of change until finally it went over the hill and toward the downward slope.

I'm exhilarated and a little scared at the same time, but that's always been good for me, to feel that way.

In the last year, I've been trying to understand myself, to grow up a little. I want to make the most of things, to give as much as I can. Mostly, I feel that I've had an extraordinary amount of good fortune in my life, and I am working, trying, to become the person who deserves to have had it.

Look what we did to our poor cat.

Pobrecito Rico.

Under my desk at work, I just found a really ancient perfectly square and bloated piece of Chex.

I do not eat Chex unless it is Mixed.

I fear for the future.

A new Space Monkeys! comic has been constructed and posted just for you. Don't tell anyone we customize like this. We don't want people to feel more special than you.

I'm still updating Digital Savant every day (sometimes twice! It's just as nice!) and although the traffic is lowly, I'm getting a few comments posted, which gives me just enough validation to put gas in the ego tank.

We have a new member in LCP and she seems to be working out very well. We just did a round of publicity photos in anticipation of some gigs we're doing in January. We're playing Esther's Follies again here in Austin, then doing a showcase in Los Angeles and the San Francisco Sketchfest. I'll post dates and details soon.

In all likelihood, this is my last round of shows with LCP as a performer. I still plan to write for the troupe and work on video stuff, but the rehearsal schedule coupled with my commute (plus a lack of snuggle time with Mrs. G.) and lots of other factors mean I just can't do it anymore.

Plus, when we were re-learning the blocking for "Greasers" last night, I realized that I've been doing that skit for eight years and maybe it's time for me not to be the old guy in a sketch comedy group.

In my nine+ years at the Statesman, a story of mine has never appeared on the front page of the newspaper on a Sunday until today.

This is my first real story out of the gate as a new reporter (minus the videogame stuff I've been doing of late) and this was the story (about online shopping "mavens") that made me wonder whether I'd just made a huge mistake and which briefly doubt my ability to string together a coherent story from the 19 typewritten pages of notes + research reports and e-mails I collected in the week or so it took me to write. I look forward to many future crises of faith during the writing process.

Sunday A1 has a lot in common with the A1-branded steak sauce: both are tangy and go good with a hunk of meat. I'm doing a little touchdown dance here next to my kitchen diner table.

In other news, this video's gonna be bigger than Lazy Sunday. Andy Samberg + Justin Timberlake. (Possibly NSFW.) From the last SNL. Very, very funny.