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Received in the mail today: a Goats signed print. This was dispatched by US Mail on January 26. A related packaged shipped from the same location on January 22 arrived within a week. The print was in a large, stiff cardboard envelope stamped with a large, red "DO NOT BEND" in two places, but was distinctly S-shaped by the time it showed up on my desk. Thank you, the postal services, for this token of your surly and abusive service.

(the print was largely unharmed; nothing a bit of pressing under some heavy books won't fix.)

What is it with all my webcomics getting existential lately? Today, it's Goats, and Phillip, no less, whose deep thoughts usually extend about as far as "how can I get another drink?"