Hope Dragbutt's team is doing better than the O's

Ah, another strip of "living on the edge" today. I will say that Dragbutt certainly pushes the envelope by asking her to get him a beer. I can't deny the urge to just sit and watch baseball all day; I've certainly done it myself, though I usually do try to do other things at the same time (read the paper, pay bills, etc.).

But if Mrs. Dragbutt really wants him to do those things, tell him straight out. None of this, "Honey, maybe you could blah blah blah." Dragbutt seems like someone who needs to be stood up to. She needs to say, "Dragbutt, you need to go do work outside. Here's a radio so you can listen to the game. It's a double-header; it's not like by working outside a couple hours you'll miss the whole thing. Now go!"

I guess that's my problem; I have no sympathy for the people in these strips who just don't bother to speak up. Annoyed with your spouse? Talk to him! Good Lord.

Other notes: Dragbutt is sitting awfully close to the tv...which looks suspiciously like a flat screen. Dang, he must have a good job. Is it just me, or does it look like he has curly hair in the top panel, but straight hair in the bottom? And I guess we're in different rooms--that, or the flat-screen tv turned into a lamp, which would be sad.

And finally, kudos to Scaduto for having the baseball player at least field left-handed. Baseball + left-handed = super sexy. Which is the only time you'll see the word "sexy" in relation to TDIET. (Not that the particular player Scaduto drew is sexy; just that left-handed baseball players = hotness.)