Little kids are wild, y’all.
The summer job was fun but strange. Working with small children is a whole different challenge than working with high schoolers. The kids I was working with specifically all fit a very specific profile. What profile, you ask? Let’s say the Venn diagram of kids who really like Minecraft/Roblox and kids who are somewhere on the autism spectrum is just a single circle.
I’ve been working a summer job as a camp instructor for something called Creator Camp here in Northern Virginia. It’s been fun, working with little kids (most of them are between the ages of 6 and 12) and teaching them things like video editing techniques and stuff like that. They are rather dubious of my surgical skills, as they probably should be.
Sea gulls only want one thing, and it’s disgusting.
It’s baloney fish sandwiches.
This is now an all-beach, all the time comic.
So during our beach trip, two of my nieces – Annabelle and Charlotte – both got stung by a jellyfish. Charlotte was a little guy shy about getting back in the water after that.
Also, the Gulf is approximately that greenish-brown color. There’s a lot of silt in that body of water from the Mississippi River.
Back from the dead! That’s right, I remembered how this drawing business works and came up with a few new ideas and got them drawn. We’ll see how long it lasts.
His particular comic is about our drive down to Crystal Beach, Texas, where we hung out on the Gulf Coast with my family for a few days. It was a lot of fun, even if the drive seemed to go on forever.
Yes, my association with Olympic shotputter Kevin Bookout back in the early 2000s is finally paying off!
Yes, I am alive, and I do still occasionally draw stuff. Maybe this is the start of a new era of Sketches from Memory. We’ll see.
Just keep this comic bookmarked and refer back to it once a week as another school shooting happens.
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