Today's strip isn't literally true, but it's figuratively true. Unless you're talking about the fact that Grab's house is being tore up from the floor up - that's definitely true. It's also true that from the very second you get inside the walls of an old house, every sin of its manufacture is laid bare. And not just in the ways we mention in the last couple panels - all manner of Dad Sins eventually become somebody else's problem, some ancient wickedness to inherit. I can give an example of something that happened to me personally, and it didn't result in any significant cost or danger, which makes it a rarity in this kind of tale. We had to get in the basement walls of our house once, and if we hadn't, we would never have known that the house was made almost entirely of fence posts. I remember thinking, "It's weird to see a fencepost inside."
But we have different ideas now about how you have to do many House Type Things and Medicine and Poisons That Were Once Commonplace. When I was becoming a person, there was a commonly prescribed weight loss drug that really worked, though a lot of the weight loss occurred in your casket. I have endured the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune to have a fun, novel posture toward the whole thing. Now, I only wonder - with some excitement - what utterly commonplace, thoroughly ordinary, virtually universal thing is knitting together tumors in my belly right now.
Tickets for PAX West - ever PAX Prime, in our hearts - will manifest for all on May 31, available at the usual place. Our new video dude for PAX has been making some really cool recaps the last couple shows, even during the show itself, and it's fun to connect with him backstage because what he does is so different than I can do. Here's Elohim's look back at PAX East:
I mean… I'd go to that. I'm contractually obligated to, but still!
(CW)TB out.
