Hello!!! You may have noticed that I went AWOL for the majority of this year. Between moving and the general slow motion train wreck that’s been our country, I had to take some time away for my mental health. But I’m back!
I didn’t plan for this to be my return comic, but uh, I didn’t plan to get covid either, so here we are.
I love Meg, but I have never seen an adaptation of Little Women that ever makes Mr. Brooke look like a good choice for her. And while he’s wall paper paste bland in the first section of the book itself, he get downright condescending in the second half.
Vintage bagels this week, and its one of my favorites! Nihilist fish lived long before my comic was a thing. I’ve got sketches of him everywhere in old notebooks. I think he was born from the pain of having to take about three extra philosophy classes than normal for my double major.
An addendum, I do actually quite like philosophy when it’s taught in the right way. In many of my classes reader, it was not.
My money is on Vlad or my man Nosferatu. The former because any person wearing an outfit with those buttons has to be sure of himself, and the latter because any person with sense clears the room when they see those fingernails.