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About the page...
There was an advertising campaign whose catchphrase was "Your best friend should tell you" (or something similar) and it was for some hygiene item like mouthwash or deodorant. As Linda points out, our duty as a good friend is to point out flaws that they can change. Tactfully, of course. I realize it's just drawings of the characters talking, but Linda would make a pretty nice desktop for a week - at least for us guys. Do I even have any female readers? I wonder... And when Pete says "Wozzatwhenitzatome," it is short for "What's that when it's at home?" Translation: "I don't understand what you just said. Would you please explain it?" At any rate, click on the 'raw' link (the one with Grace and Simon, just above) and you can get the full 'raw' drawing without the words. A little cropping and you've got a desktop. The story thus far... Grace and Simon, two teenage tearaways, have discovered a passage to Reality in the basement of The tré (a tiny theatre in their miniscule town of Otterstow). Unfortunately, they have accidentally trapped themselves and cannot return, although they do not seem to be in any hurry to do so. Ignatius (the mayor of Otterstow) suspects this is the case and has enlisted the aid of the parents; Slide, Sandra, Pete and Gina. None of the adults have figured out how to open the passage, which seems to involve a mysterious box that they cannot open. What's going on right now: The parents (except for Gina, who is watching the portal in the basement of The tré by herself) are taking a break from their investigation. They are joined by Linda and Geoff as they sit on the balcony of Nora (Ignatius' home) and enjoy the clear night. The conversation has turned to self-esteem and humility. |
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Drawing completed - 02 MAY 2011
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Page 108 Nora Balcony "Well, I happen to feel that there's nothing wrong with a proper ribbing, if it's between friends, and if it's kept to things that can be changed, like character flaws," Linda declared. "If you're going to laugh at your own shortcomings, the greatest gift your friends can give you is to point them out. After all, they know you best." Ignatius sighed in defeat. "Just so, Linda," he admitted. "Nosce te ipsum." "Wozzatwhenitzatome?" asked Pete. "'Know thyself'," Ignatius translated. "Another facet of humility. Linda is right, of course. To laugh at ourselves is to know ourselves. If the Badger in the play actually had any friends, he wouldn't be angry. Perhaps we should make more of an effort to tell Thaddeus that we appreciate his company." "We could get 'im to buy us more rounds," Pete suggested. "I'd appreciate that a great deal." "And you should be grateful to us, Iggy," Linda said, "for keeping you so humble." |
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