Girls With Slingshots

Luckily, this is another non-autobio comic. My mom was always kind enough to not read my diaries and sketchbooks (or, at least, she never confronted me about them if she did).

But then, I used to fancy myself a poet, so she probably just knew better than to read my dreadful teenage prose. Oh, high school.

Either way, thanks Mom!

PS. I promote both seatbelt use and “seatbelt” use. Be safe, kids!

I really missed writing about Hazel and Thea together. I was kind of bummed to separate them from living together last year!

Anyway, there’s actually a different reason I’m putting up a new blog post. It’s to apologize for a handful of ads that REALLY shouldn’t be making their way to the GWS site. I’ve got a ban on specific ads on this page: body-shaming, political, X-rated, and instant-audio ads are all supposed to be filtered out. Unfortunately, we’ve had constant trouble with our ad filters, despite my ad rep working to nix these problems.

So, two things. One: I hear ya. I hate them too, and I want them to be gone. It’s like waking up and finding someone I hate standing there in my kitchen, yelling their awful opinion at me before I’ve even had a pot of tea.

Two: If you see an ad that obviously shouldn’t be on my site, PLEASE find out the URL it’s linking to (right click > “copy link address” often works) and paste it into an e-mail to my wonderful ad guy. It helps us find the ad quicker and get it out of rotation. Screen shots of the ad help, too!

On the other hand, I really enjoy the Bible verse iPhone app and Susan Boyle ads, so I hope you won’t mind if I continue to enjoy their presence on my site. I find they contrast nicely with the dildo jokes.

I had to look up The Jetsons to find Jane’s name, myself.

While looking it up, I glossed over some additional tidbits about The Jetsons that really got me thinking! The Jetsons began back in 1962, and was set in 2062, a hundred years later.

It’s now fifty years since The Jetsons began, with its space-centric themes and names. I think it’s a little sad that the space-savvy future that the creators (and probably audience) of the show thought we were headed for is pretty unlikely.

But I’m stoked that in 2062 I’ll be 81, assuming nothing horrible happens in between. And that means that I might be around to see it and compare. I LOVE that we have visual evidence of what people thought the future might be like, no matter how off-the-walls.

I’m already pretty excited that Back To The Future II’s setting – 2015 – is just a few years away. I’ve got my double neckties ready.