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I wrote this strip before the 80s came back in sort-of vogue via retro-ironic.
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There’s some truth in this strip. Somewhere.
I used to HATE the idea of success based on who you know. I don’t know exactly how I FEEL about it now, but I have come to terms with it.
Dreams are weird. This one feels a bit to literarily written than real to me, but so it goes.
I like the dancing books.
Reading Oliver Twist is good enough to sentence ANYONE to have to come out and live a little.
Mind you, for all my smack about Dickens in Bruno, I think he’s an admiral writer.
The funny thing is, a little less than a decade later I began to suffer from vertigo. Hm.
And Bruno’s last line totally cracks me up. I have no idea why.
The things we lie (or don’t divulge) about to our parent, knowing full well that everyone in the conversation knows it’s untrue.
I mean… not that I do it.
That’s an interesting use of “divulge” as well. Hm. A mix of devour and indulge?
I think this was the point I realized that I’d begun viewing Susan as more complex than I had previously written her (although I’d always liked how she was).
Oh, and that’s a poster of Soul Coughing’s “Ruby Vroom” album.
Most people I’ve met have this urge to some degree. I think I tend to like the people who are good at not acting on it. Whether its suppression or ignoring or just practice, doesn’t matter.
I remember a friend expressing how pleasureful it was to get her gas tank filled, years later, by one of the total jerk bullies from high school. My mind never worked that way, I never felt pleasure in revenge and such, but I get the sentiment.
