John brought this home for me from the Toronto Comic Arts Festival. Jeff Smith signed the complete Bone for me! And, look! Bone has transferred his crush from Thorn to yours truly! The heart-- the hands stilling the beating of his own! (I was so excited I jumped up + down, up + down, little thinking of poor Mrs. Wallace downstairs trying to sleep.)
Please, pleeease, don't let your burning jealousy lead you to
ReplyDelete#1. hate me
or
#2. stop commenting on this blog
(In particular, but not to point out the sins of others, I know that comic-book lovers Matt + Rebecca and Scott + Leah are almost insane with envy.)
Alright, if you insist. I'll have you know Bone happens to be my favorite drawn script.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, though, John gets tons of cool points for being so romantic.
What is Bone anyway? A dog?
ReplyDeleteMatt,
ReplyDeleteThanks for being so transparent. As always, I appreciate your forthright honesty. (And, yes, although not every girl's dream, it was awfully romantic.)
Scott,
Nice try there, Mister, as if you don't know that Bone is a bonafide Bone from Boneville. A dog?!?!? C'mon, nobody's fooled by this show of ignorance. We all know what you slip under your pillow after each nightly reading...what you unknowingly quote in your sleep...what fills your daydreams (and, no, I'm not writing about essays on the glories of beer and 'baccy, I'm writing about Bone). :)
Well, I still can't figure out what it is. Little John said he thinks it could be a ....... Goat!
ReplyDeleteAs horn-like as those eyebrows are, Bone remains a Bone from Boneville. I really can't explain him better than that except to say that that is that! Peace of mind requires acceptance that not everything in story, including comics, has a counterpart in this Land of Dogs and Goats. :)
ReplyDeleteSpeaking of dogs and goats....
Nan and Phil's pet goat Cuzco, who wore diapers as a young'un on a visit to our house in Greene and who ran for Homecoming King in college (and nearly won) has met with tragedy. A dog chased him off a 20 foot cliff onto the cement/asphalt below, and he broke one horn off. A three hour surgery later, he proudly sports one horn.
Pictures at the Imitation Pickles site