last night at about 11:30, i put down the endless striped blanket i was knitting and thought to go to bed. then i noticed the unfinished glass of beer: celebrator. in my top 3.
so, i picked up lynda barry's "the freddie stories" to read while i finished my beer.
i don't know if these are strips from lb's strip, "ernie pook's comeek," or only in this book. they are so beautiful and crushing. i didn't want to stop reading until i could finish with a story that had a hopeful ending. finally got to bed at 1am.
lb stands alone.
there she is.
:)
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