I feel I’m pretty good at letting things go. But sometimes I’m torn. In today’s strip, part of me likes the wordy babble of Vachel in this particular case…. but part of me wants to edit out about 2/3 of the words. :)
There was a certain self-satisfied glee I’ve felt from (some) people who made lots of money on the housing bubble, which was fun to play it up here in such a silly way.
My first comics I drew as a kid were about tofu torturing children. My parents both worked in a tofu factory, and as a kindergartner I found that to be hell.
These days I like tofu. Especially with peanut sauce. Live and learn.