What do you suppose they do with themselves on that planet where there isn't so much to do?  I have a fantasy about long naps and books that can be read for fun.  I wonder if this strange and magical place exists?

I could have used few more hours this weekend.  I have dipped heavily into the comic buffer over the last two weeks because I just couldn't get organized and had too much stuff to do.  Today (my usual comic drawing day) I spent installing my art show at the University...  and my thumbs hurt.  Next weekend I have to take it back down, but I'm hoping to get some new comics drawn anyway, because there is an idea poking me in the brain that I need to get out.

What would you do with a few more hours in the day?