Happy 4th! I should be on a plane taking off around 9:00, window seat, so I’m VERY curious if I’ll see fireworks from above. Cross your fingers for clear weather!
In case you didn’t know, Acepromazine is one of the sedatives they give to dogs on the 4th of July because the fireworks are so loud for them. I truly feel sad for them, it must be very frightening.
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I’m in Minneapolis for:
a SciFi/Fantasy Convention
(but I’ll have Little Dee books and originals with me too)
It’s at the Bloomington Sheraton Hotel. And I’ll be on the following panels on SATURDAY (click here for details):
9:30 AM – Humor Writing
12:30 PM – Prose to Comics
When I’m not on those, you’ll find me in the Dealer’s Room:
- Thursday: 2pm – 6pm
- Friday: 10am – 6pm
- Saturday: 10am – 6pm
- Sunday: 10am – 4pm
And if you show up, you can see (and bid on) the above pin-up drawing I just did in the art show! :)
Vachel can be mean for his own insensitive amusement, but I sometimes wondered if this strip went too far. I always justified it in thinking that in this case it’s NOT that he’s this mean, it’s just one of those moments when he REALLY wasn’t thinking.
I love writing strips like this because the punchline plays off of the serious poetic-ness of the first three panels, but yet the first three panels aren’t written to BE poetic, they were written as my earnest feelings.
I remember as a kid being in awe of hypnosis. And I still was for a long time, but now it’s a bit more in theory. I tried going to a hypnotist several years ago to try to quit biting my nails, but I wasn’t very suggestable/receptive.
This was written from experience. When playing catch, if a dog can, they will catch the ball as you throw it rather than running after it. And even if it appears painfully caught, they want you to throw it again.
And enthusiasm for which endears me greatly to dogs. <3