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.
As you can see, I have reprinted the four “Little Dee” books as two 8.5×11 thick anthologies (too many to put into one book). Pretty, bigger, and the strips are 7″ wide (they were 6″ in the previous books). At TopatoCo get ‘em while they’re hot!
Today’s strip was a bit of me mocking myself for loving using silly sound effects. Recently in Spacetrawler (my current comic) I drew a space stopping quickly and used a sound effect like squealing tires.
The quiet understated message in this strip completely tickles me: that if I have 7 pieces of cake, I get insanely silly, abrupt, and fork stabbing in what i think is humor in the moment. There is a bit of that gleam in her eye.
A small child (Quinn!) in my community told this joke. For some reason at the moment I found it hilariously funny.
Looking back, I have no idea why. but I’m glad I memorialized it.
I also still love how tree seeds fall like helicopters.