In my family, it’s pretty much a given that when Mom frets, Dad says “fear not”. Over the years, this expression has morphed from biblical injunction to dreaded jinx.
Posted in comic strips, Digs Burton
Tagged bathroom, comic strip, explosion, fear, fear not, home repairs, judge not, plunger, smoke, toilet
When I haven’t drawn in a long time, it helps to start with something simple. Better stuff is coming!
Once, my sister complained that two of my characters changed sides on a table with no explanation. So here: Becky is gradually changing places with Whiskers from the first to the 3rd frame. More frames and I could change her back again. Now if I could just get the speech bubbles in the right order, I could go out for syndication. (By the way, those trucks disappeared at least 10 years ago now.)
Posted in comic strips, Digs Burton, Fourth of July
Tagged aliens, blacktop, Chicago, disappearance, extraterestrials, government corruption, perspective, stargazing, stars, trucks, UFO scare, vanish
My boyfriend’s friend Bob wrote a story about discovering a pirate ship in his land-locked, frozen-over hometown. When he read me the part about delving deep with in the ship and rummaging through the rum, this is the image that popped in my head: