This strip could have been clearer, but it would have taken a lot more wordiness. Sometimes it’s hard finding that balance.
I love the name of the falls.
Extreme sports don’t tend to entice me, so it’s fun writing someone to whom it does. I mean, one of these day’s I’d love to parachute (tandem) or to learn to hang glide, but because I think it would be beautiful and breathtaking, not because I feel there’s any risk or thrill.
One of Vachel’s cleverer moments.
Hm. That house needs shutters. Aesthetically.
There’s a lot of truth to getting exposed to things to build up your body’s own self-defense systems. But perhaps licking doorknobs goes too far.
Nothing ruins fun quite like something reminding you of a huge regret, is there?
When you’re a crook, you can’t have these kinds of morals, Blake. Thank goodness you’re not.
Recently someone was very impressed that I knew that an object was a “crook.”
They held one up and said, “what is this?”
“A crook,” I said.
They were impressed. I had no idea I was so literate!