The second strip down on this page somehow reminds me of certain conversations I've seen about the New England Patriots. I'm sure I don't know why. (And the last strip on that page is ... pretty much every day in high school, actually. Mostly over that particular urge by college, though ... Mostly. Strangely, comes back when one joins the working world.) (Also: a nice rejoinder to Frank Miller's "300".)
Dresden Codak - Only the Good Die Jung:
But even Dresden Codak's philosophers never sink to this level.
No ... no I don't suppose you can market that, can you?
Styx Taxi is restarting at the Chemistry Set in just two more days. To date, Dinner Date #9 is my favorite; it's really lovely and elegiac. (Now if the author of Scheherazade would just come back and finish...)
For the first time, I think I might like Hannelore's dad.
And now all I can think of is the Weather Girls, somehow.
Dresden Codak - Only the Good Die Jung:
Dresden Codak is easily one of the weirder series I've seen. It's as though it started out written by science geeks on really good drugs and channelling Perry Bible Fellowship, and then it was taken over by literature and philosophy geeks (the drugs remained of excellent quality), and then the science geeks said, "But no! This is ours, our very own!" and they mounted a hostile takeover, keeping the literature and philosophy geeks and forcing them to work, maintaining the quality of the drugs, and deciding to suddenly tell a very strange story, just because they could. This strip is from somewhere near the middle; there are only about 45 total.
But even Dresden Codak's philosophers never sink to this level.
No ... no I don't suppose you can market that, can you?
Styx Taxi is restarting at the Chemistry Set in just two more days. To date, Dinner Date #9 is my favorite; it's really lovely and elegiac. (Now if the author of Scheherazade would just come back and finish...)
For the first time, I think I might like Hannelore's dad.
And now all I can think of is the Weather Girls, somehow.
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