Frank and Ernest

Old story, new comic.  The referenced syndicated strip is here.

My mom thought Jon's way of naming them was hilarious.

Jon's Worst Nightmare

My brother is arachnophobic.  My husband has now killed 20+ spiders at work.

[Final tally: 40]

Where's Alex?

Best Housewife Ever

Better Than Gas

Blast my sister-in-law's bad hearing!  Now any time a person passes gas in our family group, someone turns and says, "You know, Beth would rather kiss Jon."

Board Games with Family

"Playing Board Games" is a much more socially acceptable description than "Geeking out with my entire family for six hours every weekend pretending I'm a brooding fantasy creature with a mysterious past."

There's only 1 level of geekdom even darker than this: LARPing.  That's where you not only play Dungeons and Dragons, you dress up as your character and enact scenes.  My sister-in-law and I love costumes, and I'd like to dress up even without the acting bit, but the boys are extremely resistant to crossing that line.

Revenge

Though I didn't actually do this to Katie, I've done it to two or three others.  This is partly because I LOVE having a well-stocked graveyard in the Sims.  At night, they pop out of their graves and roam around.  It's awesome.  Sometimes I make Sims just to kill them for the ghosts.  And if your Sim is enemies with a dead Sim, they get positive mood boosts if they see those particular ghosts (or kick their gravestone).  :D  Woot.

Rar Katie

My dad wanted more explanation -- in a previous job, I got medical files for people at an eye clinic. One woman, Katie, was always very rude to me when things went wrong, whether those things were my fault or not (99% not).

I never actually stood up for myself, but I was going to tell her to "stop taking your frustrations out on me or you can get your own files" if she continued to treat me like an incompetent servant. It would have been one thing if I was actually a screwup, but she did this to me over things I had no control over.  In the comic above, I'd sent the files the previous week and they just turned up without comment the day they were needed (and I was actually on the phone looking for them from 8am to 1pm, though I was 80% sure I wouldn't find them and something like the above would happen).

I nicknamed her "Cranky Katie."  Never actually met face-to-face.

Hi! Bye!

At work, a small child was doing this in the hospital lobby. It was adorable. I could then imagine myself doing it and, uh... freaking people out.

Girls are Princesses

This paper and ink fossil contains the very first rough sketch of the PMS Monster.  She was not an independent character until later.

Beanbag Chair

Family

I didn't do a fantastic job of rendering my "casual" outfit in the last panel.  It's my "I'm going to do housework and might get dirt on me" clothing: specifically, a denim work shirt and paint-splattered cargo pants.