Chapter 11, Page 7 Summer Teacher

The justification is that this makes the future drivers aware of how much they have to learn. I can't help but feel there might be another reason.

Gah. The end of the month is coming. Bills, deadlines, hoo-boy. I will try hard not to let it affect the update schedule.

Chapter 11, Page 6 Fairies?

I honestly don't know now if that's what they meant when they said they were fairies. I have a sneaking suspicion that it's not.

Mary, however, has, like I did, jumped to the conclusion that they must be in a play. She's got Shakespeare on the brain right now, so it's kinda justified.

Speaking of which, I just picked up a 1999 adaptation of that play from the library. Hope they did a good job with it. Adaptations of Shakespeare plays seem to be highly variable in quality.

Oh, and Mary is on her way to her first driving class. That was probably about as clear as mud from the context.

Chapter 11, Page 5 Unscientific research

There are times when it seems that to be fine dining the dish should bear no resemblance whatsoever to the food it started out as. Not to say that I haven't had fancy food that tasted good, and looked like it did. I have. Even then, however, an individual with a sensitive stomach has to be careful. It's impractical to do a thorough lab analysis on everything that might possibly end up on your plate. That's where things like this pendulum come in. It's just a normal metal washer on a string, so I guess I can see where people would be dubious. Still, to call it occult? And to prove it doesn't work by removing it from the source of the electromagnetic fields (or whatever) that it would be interacting with? The explanation that it works by the subconscious manipulating the involuntary twitchings of the hand holding the pendulum seems rather silly, as well. Especially since the thing has indicated that foods I *like* are bad for me to eat. (I happen to like raw tomatoes. I can't eat them as they give me heart burn.)

*headdesk*

Simply a reminder that just because you don't understand something that doesn't mean it's supernatural.

Heat related intermission

It's way too hot. And I don't have A/C. Because of that, the next episode is going to be delayed a bit. My brain is melting, my skin is becoming one with whatever surface it comes in contact with, and you do not want to know about my digestion.

By the end of the weekend I should (I hope) have A/C and will be able to complete the last couple of steps necessary for the strip without having to dive into the freezer every 30 seconds. Thank you for your patience.

Chapter 11, Page 4 Permit to panic

Not really sure if that first panel is clear. Mary's supposed to be eating a sandwich. And talking with her mouth full. Bad manners!

Anyway, Mary finds out that she's going to be taking driver's ed so she can get her permit. Funny how I (er, Mary) tend to find out about these things after they've been set up.

Sorry about the delay. I was visiting family for most of last week. My sister has an absolutely adorable little baby wood mouse that she rescued.

Chapter 11, Page 3 Same old Mary

Teenager or not, Mary is still Mary. And her sisters still think she's nuts.

They're probably right. Mostly.

Chapter 11, Page 2 Ill timed freakout

Talk about flawed logic, though she does have some reason to be concerned. There are few thoughts as horrifying as the possibility of being mistaken for your Dad's wife.

Not that Mary has much to worry about there. Most people mistake Dad for being in her grandparents' generation. But Mary is used to the way her parents look, so she doesn't consider this.