I know, right? Weird. It’s not like it wasn’t in the original, so we know it was in the file that was uploaded. A few uncaptured pirates, armed with delete keys still prowling the back alleys of gocomics?
Oops, the missing Tortoise line: “Was there ever a drearier, more depressing month?” The original is at https://www.gocomics.com/littledoglost/2013/11/24 (or just use the calendar above, these links never work for me on my ipad)
So many hugs for you. I’m so sorry for your loss but so grateful you were in a loving home.
I didn’t go to movies for decades because I could not STAND the talkers! (My brother once got into a brawl with some guy behind us who would not shut up) Then came Alamo Drafthouse cinemas. They have a zero talking/cell phone policy and a system where you can anonymously alert an usher and they will escort the offender. They warn you ahead of time, so everyone is on the same page going in. Since everyone is aware of the policy, the folks who want to spend all the money to chatter at each other just don’t even bother going there, so it is always a cool movie crowd. You can order your seats online, so you can see how packed a show is. Plus they have the full recliner seats, with tables, and they will bring your food (full menu) and beverages (even adult ones) right to your seat. And the best part? Unlimited, REAL butter popcorn….sigh. Of course, covid shut em down just as we were getting in the swing of the big screen again. I had forgotten how pretty movies can look, it really is better viewing experience. They are back open but we are still too skittish to burn an exposure risk sitting in a movie theater for a couple hours. Sigh.
I don’t see anything wrong with the respectful exploring things in a forum. No, you likely won’t change minds, but each interaction gives folks something to think about. Sometimes it is easier to say or hear things if you aren’t personally invested, where there may be real world consequences to certain topics. I just scroll past the convos I’m not interested in.
There are some references up earlier in the comments. Plus I guess there is a stand alone comic with her.
To be fair to poor Wes, it may be a fluke of his browser? When I’m in my outlook email on my iPad, I get weird extra returns at the end of sentences, so my emails can be miles long, or if I try to delete them, a single block of text. I can’t figure out what is causing it. It’s really annoying when I need to dash off a note to a client and I’m not on my desktop, rueful grin.
Thanks, dear..I do appreciate the hugs.
Oh! Good eye! Kinda silly, I think most readers understood….
Oh dear, you are making so many misguided generalizations here. Please meet some folks, or read a legit book about same sex households and relationships. There is literally NOTHING different about a home raising children with two moms or dads.
Parents, no matter what sex, are human beings first, and have their own foibles, issues, and if you are lucky strengths. Just being opposite sexed is no magic bullet to good parenting. I had entirely worthless parents of both sexes, who split up when I was in grade school, back when divorce was still scandalous.
As the last child at home, neither of them wanted to take responsibility for me, even my well-respected, successful sober father. My mom fought for custody just so she could get the child support, which she sent to my nieces who were living with their aunt and uncle, because my sister and her husband gave up custody (do we sense a pattern here?)
If I needed something, like school supplies, or a new shirt, she would tell me matter-of-factly, she never wanted another child, so if I needed something it was my dad’s responsibility. I had no idea of course that he was already at least sending a check to support me. (I do acknowledge he did that much, even if it was out of the divorce decree.)
Finally, when I was a teen, Mom had become dangerous to live with, so I asked if I could please come live with him. He said, “I don’t think that would be a good idea.” Let that sink in.
It was a challenge growing up to be even a moderately well-adjusted and productive member of society. If I could have a do-over, I’d have given anything to have one parent of any type, much less two, “trying their best to get it right.” I imagine I would at least likely get fed and clothed regularly in my nice, upper middle class home.
In the end, all that matters to kids, is they have parents who are kind and understanding with them and each other, and know their job is helping bring out the best in their children.