My name is David…and I toot. Yes, I am guilty. Who isn’t guilty of tooting? I mean we all do it. Some do it in public of others and some hold it till their face turns blue. Me, well around loved ones I let it out with no thinking of any consequences at all. Around others, well you can probably see me politely excusing myself and running outside and letting out a mean toot! It’s part of being human. I think it’s funny, but there are some that let out a horrid foul smell one. Ick. I like to think mine smell like wonderful red roses in the blowing by the winds in the middle of spring… I am told otherwise by my girl. I think her nose is too sensitive. heh. Anyways, it’s late, as usual. I need sleep. Enjoy!

This is me every morning. I used to be worse. I used to stay up late till 2-3 a.m. Now I somewhat get sleep. On average I go to sleep around 1 a.m. and wake up around 7 a.m., but I am usually late for work and my entire day starts off just late. I am a night owl. I feel I get more done at night with no distractions, no one bothering me etc…I used to drink lots of coffee while going to school. I would drink it in the morning, afternoon, and at night. I used to hang out at the local Denny’s, Ihop, and Daybreak’s here in Lubbock to study and enjoy a cup of coffee. That would explain why I would stay up so late working. I had so much caffeine in my body that I couldn’t go to sleep till around such late hours. I would be groggy in the morning, but that is how it is. You stay up late you end up groggy. Speaking of which, it’s 1 a.m. and I better be good and go to sleep somewhat early/late. Anyways, enjoy the strip. Night all!

If anything is promised to us at all… that would be death and taxes. Owning a new home is tough. I mean tough. On top of that it is expensive. Since I moved in to my new home my wallet has witnessed heartache from being separated from its true loves, that would be Mr. Ben Franklin and Mr. George Washington. All I am left with is Abe Lincolns. Terrible I tell you. Property taxes are crazy for the house I live in. I love my home, but come on. I am paying high property taxes due to an elementary being located near my house. I don’t even have kids. Not fair I tell you. If you knew what my property taxes were that I had to pay recently you would have a heart attack. I could go on with this little rant, but really I am tired. So, this comic illustrates my frustration. Enjoy!