This was drawn during one of the recent snow storms, so it might be a better read if you imagine snowflakes outside your window.
Hey, I like to keep a notebook on me because I’m filled with fleeting thoughts, and it’s so frustrating when things I want to remember just fleet away, back into the dark corners of the cosmos. But this strip’s idea I remembered days later, because I thought of it on the train, and told it to an out-of-town friend when I met up with him. He replied with a blank stare and a confused look. So, if I wanted to retrieve this thought that was on the tip of my tongue, all I had to do was pull up his expression, and ask, “why am I seeing this weird face?”
I’m really not good at putting names with faces, but it turns out that I’m good at putting faces with heinous ideas.