You almost have to feel for those little guys. Almost. I hope they enjoy their vacation.

I’d like to thank Wonderduck for the robots. While he chose Daft Punk (and rightly so!) for his relevant post about them, I think I’ll plug John Anaelio’s new and highly appropriate Angry Robot instead.

And I really need to whip up a colophon page, don’t I? There are so many fonts I need to show you, for instance!

I’ve had Ryo-Ohki on my shelf for years, long before I had so many ducks.

This was inevitable.

I’m fairly certain that if I called anyone I know “snookums” they’d kick me in a particularly sensitive location on my body.

I’m hardly down on love, mind you. Quite the contrary! I’m fond enough of it to be actively & happily polyamorous. But let’s be honest with ourselves, one and all: When we were newly fallen we probably annoyed everybody. Nobody dodges that bullet.

At any rate: Happy Valentine’s Day, folks.

I suppose I need to come up with a name for that rabbit, eh?

Thus our twenty four days of “Quackvent” calendaring comes to a close.

There’s one more treat in store, so please check in tomorrow!

Another new duck that I don’t know what to do with? Sure, why not!

Some people refer to children as “those little monsters.” These children don’t mind that so much, of course…

This is the closest thing to a normal, average, typical yellow rubber duck I own.

Note that I didn’t say it’s completely normal.

They make such a cute couple, don’t they?

Let’s face it: Wouldn’t we all love to have a loyal crew at our backs?

Especially if it meant that we could boss them around and have them take care of all the mundane jobs we don’t want to deal with?