I have VERY few pet peeves (I’m rather easy-going). But ONE of them is people driving who have scraped barely a large-pizza sized hole through the ice to their windshield. I don’t like it when I’m in their car, because I feel endangered, and I don’t like it when I’m not in their car, because I feel endangered.
That said, I did it once or twice when i was young. I get it. And I also feel lucky to have learned before anyone was hurt.
I am always amazed at how much little tragedies plague people. But I also get it, some days when I’m at wit’s end, they plague me too. But even when it’s plaguing me, I still find it funny.
When researching writing this week, I was wondering how to remember which were stalagmites and stalactites. I found this (or was told it, I don’t recall), and it was my favorite way to remember.
I am very pleased with Vachel and Dee in the two silent panels.