Not sure if you can sort out what's going on in this cartoon. The drawing is a little rough this week. But...we got a new TV. You know, a really big one...the kind that has so many wizbangers and touchmatics that it basically lets you talk to the astronauts on the moon? Its amazing. I held on to an old TV from the 80s. It was my friend. We watched Superbowls and cried through a few election cycles together. We watched wars right in our own living room. Yah. It was my friend and we'd been through a lot. I put it out on the curb for the guy with the big TV truck to come by in the morning and round it up. Then i plugged in the new TV and sat back and let the show begin.
I couldn't help but think about my buddy out there. On the curb. In the cold. Surely it saw me through the living room window. Laughing at Seinfeld with someone new. It must have broken its tiny tube of a heart.
The next morning the TV of my 80's, 90's and 2000's was gone. My friend. Was gone.
BUT WHAT THE HELL! ITS FOOTBALL SEASON AND I HAVE A BIG SCREEN TV TO WATCH IT ON!!
