Organ Transplant

The result of my 30-second crash course in heart anatomy.  You're welcome. 
I've kind of had music on the brain lately (not literally (I think)), as I've been trying to finish up my contributions for this year's RPM Challenge.  Which reminds me, if you don't hear from me again after this it means I musicked myself to death (is that a word?).  Or I've been hospitalized and am in need of what is depicted above. 

Now back to work.  Symphony to finish. 

Dances with Werewolves

It's a good kind of weird, though.

I planned on doing this comic for Valentine's Day weeks ago, and then recently discovered that this year the holiday lands on a full moon.  Clearly this was meant to be.

I love it when a plan comes together. 

Wardrobe Malfunction

They wear them for style, of course!
And also to provide a stereotypical shorthand so I don't have to explain the joke every time I draw a cartoon about vampires.  Which is about a quarter of the time. 

But mostly style. 

Thank You For Holding

Last week's comic brought to its natural conclusion.  It was too good to pass up. 

Please Hold

The hold line for the Financial Aid office at my school is like this, complete with the same flutey classical piece played on loop.  I assume it's to weed out the less desperate students. 

Communication Barrier

I've never seen it happen to this extent, but I've seen some teachers come close.  And I don't even play percussion.  You can tell which percussionists have missed their cues when the instructor starts shouting out their parts at them over the rest of the band.  Bonus points if he flat out ignores the rest of the band and starts air-drumming along to said part. 
That poor kid on the wood blocks last semester never got a break. 

Good Jokes are in Hibernation

A combination of non-functioning internet and blogger issues decreed that this comic would be late.  Personal illness decreed that this comic would consist of a really, really bad pun.  You still love me, right?