020313 Just Ran Five Miles
Sort of a true story. I have, on several occasions, closed my hair in my car door. I'll be tooling along and see this weird yellow thing flying beside me! I kind of freak out then realize, it's just my hair. I've also had it get rolled up in the window of the vehicle. It can be a liability. It steals pens, paperclips, tape, etc. My hair is a klepto.
The idea for this came about when I was talking to a doctor about dieting and exercise. I'm round and squishy and not prone to fits of athletics. I told him I'd need proper motivation, like someone chasing me with a Taser. Luckily, he has the same, sick, twisted sense of humor that I do. This comic demonstrates the only way I will ever be able to run five miles.
And not drop my pizza.