Archive for April, 2011
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This strip came from me listening to a preacher on the radio. For some reason on that particular day I reacted by standing back and listening to how-he-was-saying-and-what. This strip is what my mind said.
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I remember thinking about this one chill night, as I stood there peeing, thinking “I sure am glad that I don’t have to sit on that cold thing.”
Ick. This was based on an actual incident. An acquaintance of a friend was telling this story of how he beat someone up. As you can guess, I was unimpressed.
Yeah, this was an actual dream. Still freaks me out to look at this one.
The punchline of this one, is one of those “truths” I question the truth of. Do most people make things hard because they crave a struggle/challenge, or is it just the neurotic minority like myself? I’d poll you all, but I imagine it’s a skewed group. :)
I like that this strip has a deeper sentiment behind it. Because, when you don’t believe, but you’re tired of making all your decisions for yourself without the guidance of an old book, which religion (which you don’t believe) can you turn to? I was in 6th grade when I realized (on my own) that all religions have “proof” and I would never know which was correct.
Of course, the surface of the strip is just her complaining because she’s having a rough day. :)
I had just visited a friend of mine when I wrote this strip, and she had been getting deeper and deeper into eastern religion/philosophy/thought. She kept talking about how she was working to simplify her life.
After that visit, I never heard from her again. My theory is that I was “simplified” out, but I’ll never know.
I wonder sometimes if religious folk who use expressions such as “God only knows if such-and-such will occur” think of the phrase differently than when I do.
Although, upon reflection, I think I can assume that almost EVERYONE thinks differently about their phrasing than I do.
The first panel is my favorite line.
This strip also reminds me of college days, hanging out in cafes half asleep. Ah. Good days, when it was still okay to be unproductive.
Oh, and if you didn’t notice in the copyright line, the answer is “resolute”
That’s one of the joys of nonsense, is if you lose your place, you don’t have to find it again.
This strip is also an early illustration of my love for rhymes.
