On a concrete wall -- it's actually the art school -- in the snow... it's mysteriously evocative...
Speech balloons unconnected to comic book characters...
In a café, I'm staring at the back of a young man with the Punky Color red hair of ten years ago:
Or is that Manic Panic?
ADDED: Tonya photographs my "Do Not Disturb" sign, which overlaps two postcards by the comics genius Mark Beyer.
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Wow, a Mark Beyer fan... kudos!
Earlier mentions of Mark Beyer on this blog: here, here, and here.
Merry Christmas, Ann!
Peace, Maxine
Did you tell the young man that his hair was so-ten-years-ago?
Slac: Bizarre. And one more bit of evidence that God is at work in the world... not doing big things, but just subtly horsing around. The old scamp!
...god does not play dice with the universe.
It's more like Chinese Checkers, really. Or "Operation," with dead batteries.
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