heck, Lucy was me putting food in the compost bucket after dark
(not allowed to anymore bc rat infestation)
I would say Lucy is a preview of January 21, but no way 45 knows those words
also, my mom gave me a medium-large bag of airline earplugs ONCE many many years ago, and I haven’t used half of them up yet despite having to wear them nightly bc snoring husband, earplugs are a good investment
I recommend Mack’s Pillowsoft earplugs. They’re soft for sleeping, and, with my tiny earholes, I can tear them in half and get 24 in a box instead of 12.
I like the red and yellow Howard Leight ones. Don’t need them for sleeping, but they’re great for when I use power tools. (I even use them with the vacuum because it makes a grating, high-pitched whine when it runs. My server room tinnitus doesn’t need any more help!)
You should look into Flare Audio’s ear pieces, they’re just cheap “earplugs” with a hole in the middle. Doesn’t block sound, but it takes the harsh edge off higher tones. My fiance swears by them now. The Calmer model. Cheap too!
If he wakes you up with snoring, a good trick is to lift the side of his pillow to roll his head. Due to the misalignment he will shift his body around on his own to follow suit, and now his pallet won’t flap on the back of his throat. Snoring stops. voila.
Does this mean sleeping on your side prevents snoring, and back sleepers snore? (I’ve always slept on my side, for as long as I can remember, except when sick)
I can attest and I mean this in a completely non-sexual way… my wife on her side is heaven, on her back she can wake the dead. It’s actually kind of funny, over a 5 minute period she gets progressively louder until she wakes herself up enough to cause her to roll her head on her own.
I still use the same pair of airline earplugs I got years ago when I went stateside. There’s a bird outside my window that thinks 4am is a perfectly reasonable time to start singing, so they’re very, very welcome.
Sorry, was sleeping through a blizzard (peak winds only 60mph) any ways. I have a wife…and 2 other bongoes* who are also my furry daughters. All three snore louder than I. I have seen all of them wake themselves they snored so loud. And don’t get me started on the farts…guys. Those gals are nastier than roomful of infantry after a month of field chow. And As Chris noted, ladies you ain’t got no propritary claim to being snore free. *we only had sons. So my 2 human sized livestock guardians bongoes are my daughters. That’s how it is, I’m old and don’t care.
Alternative #2 is sticking your hands under your armpits. Not as warm, but it can make the difference till you get back inside somewhere warm, especially if you have cold extremities like me.
On one hand, I’m very sad to lose all my pockets… Buuut, on the other my purse just big enough to cary a dice set and a d6 cube at the bottom of it, which my old pants couldn’t do without them popping open and spilling dice everywhere…
But now I don’t know what to do with my hands… still worth it.
Your hands are now for carrying WAY too many things. You have to practice fitting a phone, coffee, keys, and sunglasses in one hand while your purse hangs from your arm leaving your other hand free to paw through it for your wallet which you SWEAR you just saw.
Once you have mastered this, you will be a true Jedi or some such nonsense <3
Back in early March, Sams Club had leggings with pockets. LEGGINGS. with POCKETS.
I don’t much care for pants (skirts/casual dresses are far superior), but my wife was like BUY THEM NOW LOTS AS MANY IN MY SIZE AS YOU CAN. And I did. And now all of her leggings have pockets.
And that is the end of my story about one time women’s pants had actual pockets.
Walky had a revelation when he discovered that Dorothy’s were about 3” deep. Clearly he needed more ‘experience’ to find out how womens’ fashion is all about look, and not comfort.
Pockets actually originated as women’s clothing in the middle ages. They were hung from a belt under the outer clothing and accessed through slits in the skirt. Men carried purses because their fashion of the day (tunic and hose) had no room for pockets. Sewn-in pockets were common for farm women (i.e. most women) right up until the early 20th century. Once pockets became common for the working class missing or ostentatiously useless pockets were became a sign of wealth and privilege. So congratulations, your lack of pockets means you’re wealthy and privileged, at least compared to a 19th century farm wife.
Whenever my hubris makes a fool of me and I find myself in a cold, pocketless predicament I don’t hesitate to put my hands down my pants and walk around cradling my own butt. I don’t think anyone here needed to know this but I am sharing it regardless.
I can’t help but feeling that a fashion line of designer women’s jeans called “Pockets”… because they actually have real pockets… would be inexplicably successful.
… yes, inexplicably. I have no idea why it would work.
I know Lucy’s pain, I had to walk across Boston’s South Station in the dead of winter back in January and I figured that I didn’t need my gloves… I was so wrong.
If Lucy had decided she needed gloves to cross the street, where would she have gotten them from. Apparently her error was in leaving her own dorm without them.
In other news, if we’re following Lucy home then we might find out who her current roommate is. Whether it’s Billie or Booster’s sister, new Billie.
Back in February of 1996, we had almost a full week in which the temperature never got above zero Fahrenheit… average was around 15 – 20 below zero.
So I drove down to Perry IA and went out for a bicycle ride (an annual event they have the first Saturday in February) … because it was too cold to do much of anything else.
I only break the gloves out when I have to handle snow (cleaning the car off, etc.) Cold air isn’t too bothersome, until you try to use your phone and your thumbs feel like they’re moving in slow motion.
I spent a winter in upstate New York once. Ballston Spa if anybody knows where that it.
DAYUM THAT’S COLD!!
There was one week where -10F was the High temperature.
Wouldn’t happen to be one that once appeared in Playboy’s top party colleges list, would it? Where some of the decisive battles of the War of 1812 were fought?
Same weather belt, but would have appeared on that party college list for different reasons, summarized by Playboy in terms of “we aren’t going to talk about them – they’re professionals.”
Hubris is declaring you’ll fight the election results after spending all the campaign money and pissing off the lawyers and banks. Particularly Deutsche Bank
My first job was taking bagged groceries out to peoples’ cars. In January, in Northern Ohio.
I actually got tipped gloves more than once. For some reason multiple people just had boxes of bagged pairs gloves in their cars, and decided to share with the frostbitten teenager.
She does though – she listens to Joyce, provides her with a sounding board, doesn’t tell Becky what it is that Joyce is getting stressed about… She doesn’t get WHY it’s such a big, scary thing for Joyce to accept, but she accepts that it is, and is helping her try to come to terms with it. So in day to day life, she’s a sounding board, font of advice, and trustworthy person who may snark at Joyce but doesn’t make her feel judged.
I dunno, maybe I feel a bit defensive because my friends come to me for love, sympathy and advice with a side of snark? In different ways yes – I don’t grumble about them wanting to talk to me* – but I was also voted “least likely to be de-friended” in a poll on LiveJournal across a large group of friends from an online forum, many many moons ago…
*I mean I say this but my best friend came to live with us for a while when she was trying to get her life sorted and one of the things we discussed ahead of time was how we’d deal with the whole introvert need for solitude thing. Since then I have made 3 people who don’t really get why I don’t want them coming in to chat to me when I’m on the loo/in the shower (well, the smallest is too small to come in or use words but sometimes sits in his bouncer keeping me company because then he’s happy but if I’m out of sight not so much).
I was out in the city for New Year’s Eve a couple years ago. I think the air was ten below, before wind chill. Multiple layers of jackets, pants, and socks, and I was still cold.
Then the next year it was 60 degrees and drizzling.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
At the local university they got TUNNELS. A student can spend all winter indoor if they want to. I heard some even go to classes in slippers (avoid certain section where humidity pools). They’re pretty trippy to visit.
You’d think a place that gets snow would tunnels naturally…
When I was in Bloomington in the 2000s, I’d say the winter temp fluctuated around freezing. Snow happened but didn’t pile up or stick around. This could be worse, because it meant *ice* instead.
I also recall one night of ‘oobleck’, massive amounts of slush, and icy water dammed up by slush walls. Anime club was full of drying socks. Ground had cleared by the time we left six hours later, though.
Indiana, at night, in Winter, in January…. Oh sure, you couldn’t POSSIBLY need gloves to cross over the campus… Nah… Didn’t much need those fingers and hands much for anything anyway…
And Indiana in winter? Fehhh!! Try U-Wisconsin – Madison or one of the northern branch campuses (Superior, Eau Claire, Green Bay, River Falls,, or Stout @ Menomonie) during January if you want to know what real cold is like.
Ahhh, the memories – Clarkson University, Potsdam, New York (they held the Winter Olympics there one year).
One night the temperature was well below zero Fahrenheit and we (a bunch of extra-young frosh) dared each other to run across the street without shoes. Then, of course, we had to run back without shoes.
I don’t think anyone came close to being injured, but I think we all kind of wished we hadn’t done it. For the record, alcohol was not involved.
Oh, as a dumb teenager, I though nothing of going out in a wool sweater and a jeans jacket and a normal pair of jeans when the snow was thick on the ground. Gloves or warmer trousers were for wimps.
Nowadays, i can’t ride a bike without gloves while it’s still autumn.
Since we get to vote on it, I might just as well comment on it:
I do not enjoy the fact that people suddenly get to die in this comic and that other people have to deal with that and take it real badly. You promised nobody would die and then you changed your mind and plunged the comic in despair and heavy emotions for weeks!
I mean, I trust that it was necessary and will enable you to steer the narrative in new directions, but it was a bit harsh.
No, that was all about the characters mourning for weeks, which would take years to show at the usual pace of comic time.
So instead, he just skipped over all of those weeks.
How the audience feels about it isn’t a factor.
A long while back, when Ruth was at her lowest point, Willis promised nobody would die in this comic. At least, that’s how I remember it. It was a promise that characters would be safe. It meant something to me.
And then Ross died and Mike died and I didn’t expect that to happen. It may have been necessary, but it seems not entirely fair.
To be fair other than her statement no proof of actual death as of yet.
She could easily be compartmentalizing. I would have to go look back; but didn’t Amber state dead when no one else is around ?
While everyone else is just saying Mike is gone or isn’t there?
Since; If he did live, he would still have serious injuries so he woudln’t return to the dorms regardless.
So until some stronger verfiication (such as Ethan or Danny-likely snapping at amber probably)) I’m gonna wait and see.
That said. the biggest factor saying he is dead, is they changed the Cast page to remove him.
Damn you Willis for not including an “All of the Above” option.
But … There will be other Holloweens. Mike’s been dead before. And in fairness, it would be difficult for Billie to maintain a relationship when she’s in prison for vehicular manslaughter under the influence.
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heck, Lucy was me putting food in the compost bucket after dark
(not allowed to anymore bc rat infestation)
I would say Lucy is a preview of January 21, but no way 45 knows those words
also, my mom gave me a medium-large bag of airline earplugs ONCE many many years ago, and I haven’t used half of them up yet despite having to wear them nightly bc snoring husband, earplugs are a good investment
Earplugs save so many roommate and significant-other relationships, they are a force of Good.
I recommend Mack’s Pillowsoft earplugs. They’re soft for sleeping, and, with my tiny earholes, I can tear them in half and get 24 in a box instead of 12.
I like the red and yellow Howard Leight ones. Don’t need them for sleeping, but they’re great for when I use power tools. (I even use them with the vacuum because it makes a grating, high-pitched whine when it runs. My server room tinnitus doesn’t need any more help!)
You should look into Flare Audio’s ear pieces, they’re just cheap “earplugs” with a hole in the middle. Doesn’t block sound, but it takes the harsh edge off higher tones. My fiance swears by them now. The Calmer model. Cheap too!
If he wakes you up with snoring, a good trick is to lift the side of his pillow to roll his head. Due to the misalignment he will shift his body around on his own to follow suit, and now his pallet won’t flap on the back of his throat. Snoring stops. voila.
Doesn’t always work! But it’s nice when it does.
Does this mean sleeping on your side prevents snoring, and back sleepers snore? (I’ve always slept on my side, for as long as I can remember, except when sick)
It’s a tendency, not a rule. Personally I can snore in all positions, including sleeping on my stomach.
I sleep on my side or face down. Whenever I fall sleep on my back, my own snoring wakes me up in under 5 minutes.
I can attest and I mean this in a completely non-sexual way… my wife on her side is heaven, on her back she can wake the dead. It’s actually kind of funny, over a 5 minute period she gets progressively louder until she wakes herself up enough to cause her to roll her head on her own.
mine gurgles, too, tho
back/side/stomach, doesn’t make too much a difference =/
I still use the same pair of airline earplugs I got years ago when I went stateside.
I still use the same pair of airline earplugs I got years ago when I went stateside. There’s a bird outside my window that thinks 4am is a perfectly reasonable time to start singing, so they’re very, very welcome.
If the bird’s a nightingale, doesn’t sound so bad.
If it’s a crow, I pity you.
Sorry, was sleeping through a blizzard (peak winds only 60mph) any ways. I have a wife…and 2 other bongoes* who are also my furry daughters. All three snore louder than I. I have seen all of them wake themselves they snored so loud. And don’t get me started on the farts…guys. Those gals are nastier than roomful of infantry after a month of field chow. And As Chris noted, ladies you ain’t got no propritary claim to being snore free. *we only had sons. So my 2 human sized livestock guardians bongoes are my daughters. That’s how it is, I’m old and don’t care.
Does uh…Does she not have pockets?
Lotta pants for girls don’t.
Pants pockets in general aren’t as good for sticking your hands in as coat pockets anyway, and her top is visibly pocket-less.
Alternative #2 is sticking your hands under your armpits. Not as warm, but it can make the difference till you get back inside somewhere warm, especially if you have cold extremities like me.
I guess I feel slightly bad for women’s fashion now.
It’s one of the biggest sacrifices those of us who are trans women have to make…
On one hand, I’m very sad to lose all my pockets… Buuut, on the other my purse just big enough to cary a dice set and a d6 cube at the bottom of it, which my old pants couldn’t do without them popping open and spilling dice everywhere…
But now I don’t know what to do with my hands… still worth it.
Your hands are now for carrying WAY too many things. You have to practice fitting a phone, coffee, keys, and sunglasses in one hand while your purse hangs from your arm leaving your other hand free to paw through it for your wallet which you SWEAR you just saw.
Once you have mastered this, you will be a true Jedi or some such nonsense <3
Girl clothing … With pockets? What universe do you come from where this is a thing? 🙂
And that’s why Mrs. Abides owns several pairs of overalls.
Okay, it’s also because she finds jeans and trousers uncomfortably tight. And she’s ridiculously hot in them. But the pockets thing, too.
When I first read that, I thought, “Who is Mrs. AB-a-deez?”
Mrs. Ab-a-DEEZ OVERALLS LOL GOT’EM
Did you mean she’s hot (temperature) in trousers, or she’s hot (attractive) in overalls? There was a bit of ambiguity in your phrasing.
Attractive.
Back in early March, Sams Club had leggings with pockets. LEGGINGS. with POCKETS.
I don’t much care for pants (skirts/casual dresses are far superior), but my wife was like BUY THEM NOW LOTS AS MANY IN MY SIZE AS YOU CAN. And I did. And now all of her leggings have pockets.
And that is the end of my story about one time women’s pants had actual pockets.
Walky had a revelation when he discovered that Dorothy’s were about 3” deep. Clearly he needed more ‘experience’ to find out how womens’ fashion is all about look, and not comfort.
Or convenience. Or utility – women apparently aren’t allowed ‘work clothes’.
Pockets actually originated as women’s clothing in the middle ages. They were hung from a belt under the outer clothing and accessed through slits in the skirt. Men carried purses because their fashion of the day (tunic and hose) had no room for pockets. Sewn-in pockets were common for farm women (i.e. most women) right up until the early 20th century. Once pockets became common for the working class missing or ostentatiously useless pockets were became a sign of wealth and privilege. So congratulations, your lack of pockets means you’re wealthy and privileged, at least compared to a 19th century farm wife.
Did you just hear your question / have you ever seen *useful* pockets in womens fashion?
Whenever my hubris makes a fool of me and I find myself in a cold, pocketless predicament I don’t hesitate to put my hands down my pants and walk around cradling my own butt. I don’t think anyone here needed to know this but I am sharing it regardless.
And we thank you for that mental image.
maybe this explains Rudy Giuliani
You’re a bloke, right?
Yeh.
I can’t help but feeling that a fashion line of designer women’s jeans called “Pockets”… because they actually have real pockets… would be inexplicably successful.
… yes, inexplicably. I have no idea why it would work.
I know Lucy’s pain, I had to walk across Boston’s South Station in the dead of winter back in January and I figured that I didn’t need my gloves… I was so wrong.
OOF. Windy winter days in Boston are brutal. Well I guess I can leave the “windy” qualifier out because when isn’t it windy in Boston
If Lucy had decided she needed gloves to cross the street, where would she have gotten them from. Apparently her error was in leaving her own dorm without them.
In other news, if we’re following Lucy home then we might find out who her current roommate is. Whether it’s Billie or Booster’s sister, new Billie.
Maybe it is Billie but she’s dating Booster’s twin sister now.
YESS!! Mush, Lucy! Take us to Billie!! Mush, MUSH!!
Back in February of 1996, we had almost a full week in which the temperature never got above zero Fahrenheit… average was around 15 – 20 below zero.
So I drove down to Perry IA and went out for a bicycle ride (an annual event they have the first Saturday in February) … because it was too cold to do much of anything else.
Wicked sea breeze around there sometimes.
I only break the gloves out when I have to handle snow (cleaning the car off, etc.) Cold air isn’t too bothersome, until you try to use your phone and your thumbs feel like they’re moving in slow motion.
At any temperature where gloves are necessary to cross the street, I don’t think I’d be willing to run like that in the dark.
I spent a winter in upstate New York once. Ballston Spa if anybody knows where that it.
DAYUM THAT’S COLD!!
There was one week where -10F was the High temperature.
RO, EO, or MO/ ELT?
“Luxury.” I attended an obscure NY college north of the Adirondacks, where we enjoyed a week of mornings that were at least twenty below.
Wouldn’t happen to be one that once appeared in Playboy’s top party colleges list, would it? Where some of the decisive battles of the War of 1812 were fought?
Same weather belt, but would have appeared on that party college list for different reasons, summarized by Playboy in terms of “we aren’t going to talk about them – they’re professionals.”
Well if it makes you feel safer, at least the conditions are perfect for black ice.
This feels like meta commentary on whether characters need to be drawn in winter gear all the time.
YOU HAVE FLOWN TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN, LUCY
THE COLD, COLD, SUN
“Our hubris makes fools of us all” is an excellent commentary to the whole Four Seasons fiasco, isn’t it?
Hubris is declaring you’ll fight the election results after spending all the campaign money and pissing off the lawyers and banks. Particularly Deutsche Bank
Big Ooof.
My first job was taking bagged groceries out to peoples’ cars. In January, in Northern Ohio.
I actually got tipped gloves more than once. For some reason multiple people just had boxes of bagged pairs gloves in their cars, and decided to share with the frostbitten teenager.
Oh hey, I’m from Wayne County! Yup, sure does get cold up there some winters.
Please don’t drop your earplugs on
railway tracks
Can Joyce get laid yet? Or at least find a private washing machine?
Next Book Title: Hubris Makes Fools Of Us All
I know Sarah actually cares but at some point she’s gonna say enough horrible shit about people she loves that they’ll start to believe she means it.
You can’t just prove to your loved ones that they mean something to you through big dramatic actions. You gotta do little things too.
She does though – she listens to Joyce, provides her with a sounding board, doesn’t tell Becky what it is that Joyce is getting stressed about… She doesn’t get WHY it’s such a big, scary thing for Joyce to accept, but she accepts that it is, and is helping her try to come to terms with it. So in day to day life, she’s a sounding board, font of advice, and trustworthy person who may snark at Joyce but doesn’t make her feel judged.
I dunno, maybe I feel a bit defensive because my friends come to me for love, sympathy and advice with a side of snark? In different ways yes – I don’t grumble about them wanting to talk to me* – but I was also voted “least likely to be de-friended” in a poll on LiveJournal across a large group of friends from an online forum, many many moons ago…
*I mean I say this but my best friend came to live with us for a while when she was trying to get her life sorted and one of the things we discussed ahead of time was how we’d deal with the whole introvert need for solitude thing. Since then I have made 3 people who don’t really get why I don’t want them coming in to chat to me when I’m on the loo/in the shower (well, the smallest is too small to come in or use words but sometimes sits in his bouncer keeping me company because then he’s happy but if I’m out of sight not so much).
These are your consequences for buying women’s pants with girl pockets, Lucy.
Rookie mistake for winter where I live.
I’m kind of hung up on the fact that Lucy’s speech text is blue, or rather anything other than black. Has Willis used different colors before?
That is ghost voice, she died from slipping on black ice just past the steps.
And now, as per the trope, she’s stuck in her body as it died, clothes and all, forever doomed to wear pocketless pants.
The real reason to wear clean underwear in case you get in an accident.
Wouldn’t no underwear be comfier in the afterlife?
I don’t think so.
I think he may have used red for rage at some point, but I can’t think of when.
I know she’s a bit of a space case, and has an absurd of crushes. But I still like Lucy. She’s nice and chill.
I was honestly hoping that Lucy and Jacob would have met at some point during the time skip, but it didn’t happen.
How do you know?
Sorry, met and gotten together, given Lucy is portrayed as a lot like Joyce minus a few toxic habits. Lucy is still chasing Walky, it seems.
I cannot resist shipping Lucy and Walky.
*belatedly flees for dear punning life*
Nobody would have noticed!
Everyone gave Reltzik’s pun the cold shoulder, it seems.
Icy what you did there.
So a group of crushes is an ‘absurd’?
CURSE YOU GRAMMAR!
The transition midway to Lucy outside has me concerned for her, and not just because she needs gloves.
I may be wrong but I think this may be the first mid-strip transition in 10 years that isn’t a punchline to a setup in the first half
Wait for it.
When they had the polar vortex in Chicago. They had us work from home so we could avoid the cold.
I went outside to see, how bad could it really be?
Minute 1: okay, this is totally blown out of proportion!
Minute 2: I’ve made a huge mistake.
Cooler by the lake. Ok how bad could…. 28 degrees F. -Below- zero, and I moved away to the south. Wayyyy to the south.
Coldest I’ve ever seen was -24. It was in the South.
It was fun. (I was a teenage boy, it had never been that cold there before, and never has been again.)
It got down to 65°F here recently. My index fingertips went numb. I don’t think I’d react well to a Boston winter.
65°F? That’s T-shirt weather.
That’s room temperature. Ok, summer room temperature, I keep it about 58 in the winter.
I was out in the city for New Year’s Eve a couple years ago. I think the air was ten below, before wind chill. Multiple layers of jackets, pants, and socks, and I was still cold.
Then the next year it was 60 degrees and drizzling.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
At the local university they got TUNNELS. A student can spend all winter indoor if they want to. I heard some even go to classes in slippers (avoid certain section where humidity pools). They’re pretty trippy to visit.
You’d think a place that gets snow would tunnels naturally…
When I was in Bloomington in the 2000s, I’d say the winter temp fluctuated around freezing. Snow happened but didn’t pile up or stick around. This could be worse, because it meant *ice* instead.
I also recall one night of ‘oobleck’, massive amounts of slush, and icy water dammed up by slush walls. Anime club was full of drying socks. Ground had cleared by the time we left six hours later, though.
Never leave the house in the winter or when it’s cool in the Midwest without gloves the gumption to be cold as fuck.
*or the gumption
I know what that’s like. I can already feel the skin on my hands cracking.
I swear scarves earlier than most people
C’mon Sarah, who are you kidding, YOU’RE the one who started the atheism conversation, not Joyce.
Those last words could not only be a title of a DoA book, they could be the tagline for the entire comic.
Indiana, at night, in Winter, in January…. Oh sure, you couldn’t POSSIBLY need gloves to cross over the campus… Nah… Didn’t much need those fingers and hands much for anything anyway…
Pockets, girl, pockets.
And Indiana in winter? Fehhh!! Try U-Wisconsin – Madison or one of the northern branch campuses (Superior, Eau Claire, Green Bay, River Falls,, or Stout @ Menomonie) during January if you want to know what real cold is like.
So if Lucy is running home does that mean that a strip with Billy in it is on the horizon?
Sure, Joyce definitely doesn’t get horny or anything.
Ahhh, the memories – Clarkson University, Potsdam, New York (they held the Winter Olympics there one year).
One night the temperature was well below zero Fahrenheit and we (a bunch of extra-young frosh) dared each other to run across the street without shoes. Then, of course, we had to run back without shoes.
I don’t think anyone came close to being injured, but I think we all kind of wished we hadn’t done it. For the record, alcohol was not involved.
Oh, as a dumb teenager, I though nothing of going out in a wool sweater and a jeans jacket and a normal pair of jeans when the snow was thick on the ground. Gloves or warmer trousers were for wimps.
Nowadays, i can’t ride a bike without gloves while it’s still autumn.
In which Lucy realises that love makes you blind… to the realities of the weather.
Man, these COMMENTs are about to take the gloves off!
Eh? Eh? I’ll see myself out.
FOOOOOOL!
“Overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer.”
Ok, am i misremembering, Doesn’t Lucy live in Read Hall? And thus by the door she’s leaving Read? I’m very confused…
Lucy lives in Forrest. Roomed with Malaya before Billie and Malaya swapped.
Explain Joyce’s behavior with “She’s probably horny” sounds so bad yet so accurate.
My hands are the very first thing to get cold even when it’s below 50 so I ALWAYS have to have gloves on me.
bleh in CA most of the schools are open-air … meaning in the colder parts of ca you have to go out and freeze 6 -8 times a day
Since we get to vote on it, I might just as well comment on it:
I do not enjoy the fact that people suddenly get to die in this comic and that other people have to deal with that and take it real badly. You promised nobody would die and then you changed your mind and plunged the comic in despair and heavy emotions for weeks!
I mean, I trust that it was necessary and will enable you to steer the narrative in new directions, but it was a bit harsh.
No, that was all about the characters mourning for weeks, which would take years to show at the usual pace of comic time.
So instead, he just skipped over all of those weeks.
How the audience feels about it isn’t a factor.
A long while back, when Ruth was at her lowest point, Willis promised nobody would die in this comic. At least, that’s how I remember it. It was a promise that characters would be safe. It meant something to me.
And then Ross died and Mike died and I didn’t expect that to happen. It may have been necessary, but it seems not entirely fair.
Is there anything to collaborate this memory?
To be fair other than her statement no proof of actual death as of yet.
She could easily be compartmentalizing. I would have to go look back; but didn’t Amber state dead when no one else is around ?
While everyone else is just saying Mike is gone or isn’t there?
Since; If he did live, he would still have serious injuries so he woudln’t return to the dorms regardless.
So until some stronger verfiication (such as Ethan or Danny-likely snapping at amber probably)) I’m gonna wait and see.
That said. the biggest factor saying he is dead, is they changed the Cast page to remove him.
First one to say Mike died was Walky.
Strongest argument I’ve heard yet for Mike being alive.
Damn you Willis for not including an “All of the Above” option.
But … There will be other Holloweens. Mike’s been dead before. And in fairness, it would be difficult for Billie to maintain a relationship when she’s in prison for vehicular manslaughter under the influence.
So, did BOOSTER KILL MIKE?
Is Booster’s heretofore unknown Mike sibling?
We need to know!
For Mike to have Booster’s sister, she would have had to be really good at keeping secrets. But hey, it’s Mike so who knows.
have been Boosters sister. I swear the Internet ate a word.
I mean sure, Mike could have branched out from moms, but that wasn’t what I meant.
That comment by those two is amusingly accurate as the porny comic is “masturbate indoors” though i’m not sure who that character is.