Remembering dialogue was the largest thing which kept me from continuing doing theater after college. I loved theater, and had some talent, but to this day i have a tough time remembering ANYthing.
This was based on the eaves above the theater from my high school where we were definitely NOT supposed to be hanging out.
Ah, afraid to say “I Love You” because you feel you can’t ever go back on it, not being a stick-in-the-mud but knowing statistically things would not be in your favor. Such things make up youth.
I don’t know even where to start with this strip. Purists… are what they are. And I can appreciate that. And parts of me are that about some things. And part aren’t. And there’s strength in that too.
I believe in doing good, playing your part however you feel is right, but there is no need to make it no fun.
Oddly, Thanksgiving is my favorite of the major holidays mainly because it’s largely non-commercialized. Relatively. Although that is changing.












