For the past several years, I have been drawing sad objects and sad people saying sad phrases. Apparently, luring friends to my place under the guise of “hanging out” and then forcing them to flip through my sketchbooks of sad cartoons got annoying after a while (and perhaps I also made some question my mental stability). Hopefully, now I can just post my cartoons online and trust that people will look at them without my anxious gaze upon them, pleading with them to laugh at each one. For my first post, I thought I would share one of my earliest, and favorite, sad drawings.
Over the past decade or so, it has been a running joke in my family that I am often excluded when it comes to planning vacations and I always seem to be the last to know just about everything of importance regarding my family history. This all started when a family secret (I’m thinking I shouldn’t share it online…) came up casually in conversation. I, of course, was the only one who didn’t know. This lead to me to famously exclaim, “Nobody tells me anything!”
So perhaps I am this battery… never included.