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Dave: (dave-deleteme[at]-deleteme-squishycomics [dot] com)
2009-04-03 10:57:54
The Words are in your Mind, Man
Today's strip was suggested by Joel. Mike and I were trying to figure out how to do today's strip when Joel suggested we try to do a strip with no words, just let the images tell the story. I love how it turned out. So, what do YOU think Bianca's saying?
Mike, Joel, and I had a weird wake up today, as in we didn't wake up at our usual time and so were forced to make a mad dash to work today. Good times.
Mike: (mike-deleteme[at]-deleteme-squishycomics [dot] com)
2009-04-03 11:10:37
Sometimes
the first step is just completely telling somebody off.
So today is my mom's birthday. I don't know what I believe about the afterlife and all that business but hopefully wherever she is she's happy. She would be 67 today.
My mom rocked, though, as all troubled teens, I didn't realize it until I was a good bit older. She kicked the shit out of non-Hotchkins Lymphoma, taught 7th graders (ugh) for about a decade (about 5 years WHILE she was sick), and would get crazy on anybody who messed with our family or friends. She honest to god didn't take any shit from anybody if it wasn't "deserved."
I didn't have a SUPER CLOSE relationship with my parents, but it's not like I was very distant either. I was just a little (VERY) freaked out when my mom was sick, and I didn't really realize it. We had a good relationship the last couple years she was alive.
Hell, that whole story where I broke both my wrists and my elbow? You don't have much to do but talk to your mom (and have her feed you, and change the channel for you) for that there period of time. I broke my arms abouuut 3 weeks before she passed, so we had a good 3 weeks. The last night we watched Swingers, Made, and Dodgeball. She laughed a good bit.
Next morning I woke up and her and my dad were gone. Later he came home and explained that mom had a heart attack. She was over the cancer, but still had different cardiovascular problems. It was unexpected at the time, and a good shot to our family.
Both of my parents were awesome. We've been compared to a family of bears because we don't want people fucking with our posse. They did some great progressive work/volunteering in the mid-west in the 60's, worked jobs where they believed they were REALLY helping people, and made damn sure their kids grew up to be okay. They stuck around long enough to see all 3 of us get to a point where we could stand on our own.
So yeah, where ever you are, Happy Birthday, Mom.