Possibly the best TV news story ever. I take back all my bad opinions of BBC science reporting.

(Please keep in mind, because I'm an inefficient blogger: this is a story from yesterday -- ahem.)

Here's the article that goes with it.

Added mere moments later: For earthbound mortals, there are still plenty of good get-rich-quick schemes.

I went with the Mighty Hunting Dog to the park as we sometimes do. The park is full of gopher holes lately, but I never saw a gopher there till today—and what a gopher it was: fat as a calzone, eyes bright, nose vibrating in overdrive, and braver than it should’ve been, sitting just inside the hole while I stood a foot away and dogs ran around everywhere.

The Mighty Hunting Dog ambled over and noticed the gopher hole. The gopher ducked down just out of sight. The Mighty Hunting Dog sniffed at that gopher hole... and walked around and sniffed it from the other side... and looked at it... and sniffed it some more. Then she peed in it, and ambled away.

After a pause, the gopher nose reappeared. Disappeared. Reappeared, pushing some dirt this time. Then more dirt. It was closing up the hole from the inside. In half a minute it was gone.

After years of saying I was gonna go to the Stumptown Comics Fest in Portland, Oregon, I’m finally going there this weekend. This is my first time in Portland too, so I hope I can deal with the big city.

In case you happen to be there—I don’t have a table and I don’t think Global Hobo has a table either, so I’m not sure where I’ll be, but you could try checking in at the Space Pancake table; if I’m not hanging around there, you can always buy a shirt.

I finally put out another minicomic—even if I did sort of cheat by repackaging a story that Ed Moorman got me to do for his upcoming benefit anthology Ghost Comics. I’ll post more about that when Ed makes the details available. Anyway, this thing is called The Witness and it’s about the wandering ghost of a dinosaur. Look for it in finer book-pits everywhere.