Fear not, Harold is here. Lisa is in the other room. So don't worry about me!



See? I'm not afraid of anything.



No! Who ate all my snacks?



One, two, three.. Three chips left, jeeze I'm so baked.



I'm not worried though.



I shall snack on you!

Who, me!?



Who, me!?



What? Of course not, I could never! Well.. Never!!



Now I shall do the dance of the Treats.. Roo, Roo! Boo, Boo!



Hey, snacks where are you? That dance usually works.



Hmm, what is this? It doesn't look like a snack, perhaps I should try it just in case.



Yay! The snack dance worked. Hmm, I am so undressing you with my eyes.. You naughty ice cream cone!

That's crazy Lisa. I didn't kiss a ice cream cone. You are so silly sometimes.



Hey web people, that was close. I better keep it down next time. Oh yeah, there is so going to be a next time.



Of course I like it, you cut my hair the best Lisa. [A little close though] What? I didn't say anything. Oh yeah, right. As if you know what I was thinking..



Hey, how did you. I was only joking. You know how we joke and stuff.



Ahh, attack cotton ball! Attack!

and more

It is day thirty five of my mission to mars to save all of humanity.



Every day is a new challenge out here in the vastness of space.



I am trying to keep up my spirits so that I am able to complete my mission.



I am not sure how much more of this I can take.



I keep drifting back to my home, I can almost see myself there. But I know it is all but an illusion.



It is day forty one of this seemingly endless mission. I keep wondering if perhaps it is all fake. Though that would be too easy, then I'd be able to go home and not worry about saving all of humanity.



Another day, another day..



In my long journey, I have come to realize what I lost. I was thrown in this position, I've always known it was a one way mission.



Day forty seven.



I can just imagine Lucy back home, with the wife and kids. Playing out in the yard.



Day forty eight.



Day forty nine..

Harold's Story, a tale in pictures.

Makes me want to sing

<This is Ground Control to Major Harold>

That needs to be the background theme song for this epic.

That's good Kris.