Archive for June, 2011
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This is how they say they’ll miss each other.
No, really.
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Walking off with no destination in the middle of winter (when this strip originally ran) is indeed rather foolish. Lenny is a very good friend for telling her so — although he could be a bit more gentle about it.
This strip was just me wanting to use the word “scuttle,” although I perhaps could have thought of a less graphic way of doing so.
It’s also a nod to when I decided to hitchhike cross country in high-school and had little more than a couple of sandwiches in my bag. it was a very short trip.
I really don’t hate Robert Frost as much as that, it’s just that i felt his work to be a bit too merchandised and beloved in New England. I felt rebellious I guess. Hm.
Bruno, a moral tale. Beware those who wish to protect you from people like you.
But indeed, back then Northampton and the liberal 5-college area sometimes seemed somewhat looked down upon by the small towns around it.
Even back then, when I first wrote this, I was well aware how crazy and how lops-within-loops my thought processes would get when I would walk for more than 4 or 5 hours. often it was conversations like this.
Thank goodness I stopped doing it. I find walks healthy, and deeply thinking to be healthy, but once it starts getting into loops and conversations like this, it’s time to distract yourself with a movie or a friend’s company.
I was ready for a transition in the strip, and so before she came out of the pit, she had to walk in. Today’s strip is her walking in.
Ah Stanley, welcome back to existence.
My friend Anya helped me design both the appearance and personality of him. His original appearance, I admit, was a good amount influenced by Tom Waits.
Someone later pointed out that he looked like Gustav Mahler. I looked up his picture, and wow, he totally does. Weird (I had no idea before that who Mahler was, let alone what he looked like).
I think my grandpa used to sit on my head. Maybe I am confusing things.
I’m like Stanley, I always like to think that maybe today it’ll be different.
