I often feel this way when I self-impose deadlines. I really really REALLY hope someone out there has expectations on me — so that I’m living up to something aside from my own self-silliness.
It is such a very-fast inner discussion, while trying to hide your expression, when seeing something beautiful destroyed by a child who is trying to express love and doesn’t know the “value” adults put on things.
If I remember correctly, this strip was partly inspired by a scene from “My Neighbor Totoro” where the character May puts flowers (if I remember correctly) one-by-one on her father’s desk while he works.
I find that being the responsible one can be a really warm good feeling, and sometimes it can feel oppressive.
I guess this is an extension of yesterday’s motivation. My gleeful self-amusement of being a sadist to my characters. I ask you, is that wrong?
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Part of the joy of writing “Little Dee” was when I was able to crack myself up. Vachel, with their history of vacations, chained to a chair, buried to his neck in sand, with a gleeful Dee nearby and Ted saying that he’s “playing with Dee” just floors me.
I mean, I’m glad you all like the strip too. ;-)
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Treadmills are always ripe for humor. You’re running but not going anywhere, the possibilities for gags are endless. Which is why you have to wait for special times, such as those involving a moose.













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