I've been dealing with a death in the family for the last several days. It involved a trip to the desolate wastes of Northern Ohio, from which I'll have plenty of desolate-waste sketches to post as soon as I get my hands on a scanner. The ancillary socialization that such events produce reminded me how much our family needs our irreverent and scabrous sense of humor to get through rough patches. So the fart jokes will continue.