When my family moved back to Las Vegas between my freshman and sophomore years of high school, it was as good a time as any for me to craft a new identity for myself. So before we even found a place to live, I had my hair crafted into a late-80s-ish skater cut, with the top bleached blond. Or as close to blond as someone with pitch-black hair like mine (at the time) would go. A few weeks later, I got contact lenses to replace my glasses, and when I started school, I had a new name, wardrobe and appearance.
Anyway, believe it or not, there’ll actually be a new strip coming next week. Because I had a productive day. Show your appreciation by tweeting, facebooking, stumbling, tumbling, etc. Thanks.