Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson for September 29, 2017

Yesterday, girls were like slugs. Today it’s Calvin’s turn.

Why doesn’t Mom care about the slime on the bed?

It happens to me every morning when I have to get up for work!

What dream lead to Calvin waking up as a slug?

That was me every single day when I was that age.

Funny how little boys have to be physically dragged from the bed on weekdays, but on weekends and holidays they’re up before dawn!

Inspired by Kafka’s “Die Verwandlung” (The Metamorphosis)?

Cannot relate at all! I’ve always been a morning person.

Slugs are supposed to look sluggish.

My wife, every day.

Wait a minute…the antennae were recognizable to him??

That would have been me this morning. Yawn.

I remember sluggish as a kid, that change growing up.

Don’t let the kid near any salt.

Kafka is old school. I like Kockroach by William Lashner (written under the name of Tyler Knox).

Yeah, that’s me, every morning. My body will wake up but my brain says, “Go ahead, I’m staying here for a hour”. My wife has never complained about a trail of slime.

Yuck! What happened to that great slug? It was fine and the all the sudden some short hairy kid appeared.

I don’t get up until the afternoon on weekends.

Shoot me.

xxx

Where’s the rest of mom’s body? Oh, I get it…“Talking Head.”

How Kafka-esque!

Growing up is a strain on the body. Ya goes to bed with one set of dimensions and wake up in a completely different body. Bones lengthened, toes grown, nose begins to run (a lot) and those new components are hard to get coordinated so early in the day.. and just about the time a boy gets adjusted to being a pre-teenager, them dam HORMONES kick in… and further, with a houseful of sisters, what’s a boy to do but run and hide in the AM?

This is how I usually feel nowadays on mornings where I don’t have anything planned or to go to that morning (like school, work, or some other meeting/convention/event.) I’m ESPECIALLY like this on weekend mornings.

SPEAKING of slugs (yesterday)