Interesting to read this now. I am 69 and I still look in the mirror and wonder who the heck is staring back at me!
Man, I was happy with this punch line. Now and then a great one comes along, and when it does, you kinda look around to thank the spirit that handed it to you. I rather think the line came from a famous player–someone who played hard but played fair. I wonder who it was.
When my kids were small and I had babysitters, I enjoyed the conversation and the company of teenaged girls. They were smart, reliable, and always up for a visit. Living in an isolated community meant sparse shops, one hairdresser, and little to do on a Saturday night. It was fun for me to do their hair, experiment with nail polish, and talk about the boys they liked. It was a privilege to have their confidence, and on more than one occasion, I was asked for advice. That, I considered the best compliment of all.
Another actual statement from my actual son. He was lucky I had a comic strip.
Another original line from my eldest offspring. An interesting suggestion, but no cigar.
The problem with this strip is that it wasn’t clear who did the "YEAAGHH!" Some readers thought it was Michael and didn’t understand. I had hoped that the old adage, "Ignore something and it will go away." would be obvious and carry the joke, but not so. We’re running it again anyway!
As I recall, I, too, left my room in an unruly mess. Thing is, in those days, there were some pretty harsh punishments, and I had to decide if going against the matriarch was worth the risk!
If I think about it, I can still feel the sensation of having a loose tooth; the pop and sting of it being pulled out, and the metallic taste of the hole it left in my jaw. Losing my teeth meant a surge ahead: another leap towards independence!
There was a guy we knew in Lynn Lake, Manitoba who had a front tooth missing. Into the gap, he would push a cigarette so he could talk and smoke at the same time. I liked this guy. Some folks disappear into the pit of your subconscious. Others you remember for the rest of your life!
Right now, my grand daughter is living with a fairy in her house. The fairy is happily waiting for a second tooth to be hidden under Laura’s pillow. The first tooth was replaced by a two dollar coin! Fairies are more generous these days.
This strip began with the Garfield pin. We had gone to visit Jim Davis (creator of Garfield) and his family, and had returned with some treasures–one of which was a tiny Garfield pin. I can’t remember if I ever told Jim that the pin had been lost and found, and that a Sunday page had been the result. Thanks, Jim!
This really happened. So many times, the strip was a documentation of the things that happened, almost word for word, in our home.
This did not happen. I made this part up. As Farley Mowat said when I asked him if he really did eat mice (as in his book "Never Cry Wolf"), "If it didn’t happen, It should have."
An awful play on words…but when you’ve got a deadline, you’ll use just about anything you can think of!
Yes, this is another actual conversation; an actual situation. Really, the strip saved each one of us from time to time. Having an outlet for our normal confrontations was absolutely wonderful!
A young neighbour once asked me to draw her portrait. Sharon was 10 and in the "almost ready to bloom" stage. I drew what I thought was a sweet and accurate portrait, but she was miserable after she saw it. She said I had made her look ugly! She didn’t want the portrait, but her mom kept it anyway. Years later, she apologized for her rudeness. She had found the portrait in her mom’s papers, and when she saw it again as a young adult, she thought it was beautiful.
I got a few letters from exhausted hockey moms when this came out. We all needed as much support as we could get!
Yeah, I can still feel my cheeks sting with embarrassment.