We've fallen behind again. How does this happen?
This week was all about the fun of drawing mud.
And at some point it occurred to me: how did she get out there anyway?
I just hoped that it didn't occur to anyone else, that everyone would be too caught up in the riveting drama to question the logic. Like a Hollywood movie.
But you have to admit, that is some nicely drawn mud.
She skipped. Of course, how simple.
Thus ends one of the randomest weeks of strips I ever foisted on an unsuspecting yet disinterested public. I do like the idea that 15 minutes to her mother equals days to Alice.
This is a salute to all those double reed wind players out there, especially those who can manage circular breathing (I tried it and all I can manage is rhomboidal).
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