Daddy's Home by Tony Rubino and Gary Markstein for January 18, 2014

Oh, I don’t know. Paralysis from the neck down?

Half empty or half full?

Famous last words. @ Tony, I’m not half either. I am hungry!

Generally half full….. unless that means sledding off rooftops.

In that case I’m a pessimist.

I see it with my favorite liquid. I drink it. The glass is all empty, but I’m satisfied.

You’re asking the wrong question. The question is: Have you made sure you know where the paper towels are?

100% empty.

half full with a pin hole in the bottom with a slow drip.

Where’s Hobbes when you need him. ( bringing back that pillow Calvin offered him I hope. )

I’m running on empty, so it’s time to fill that bugger up.

Here in Florida we don’t have this problem…

I’m just satisfied, thanks. Neither empty nor full but I don’t do anything risky like roof sledding or bungie cords, sky diving.

I don’t mind all kinds of plane rides, a ride on the back of a bike and zip lines (properly installed) to fly with the birds and may even follow one sons’ example in rapelling. Life is good.

It’s not the fall, it’s the landing.

No, sledding down the basement steps is half crazy. Sledding off the roof………that’s full on crazy. :-)