Dang this comic is hard to read in parts! Sorry guys! I made it while standing on a moving bus! It might also be confusing. That guy in the last two panels who tries to ride his bike one last time but falls over is my grandfather (as referenced in the preceding panel), in his driveway, several years ago. It was a really awkward, awful experience.

I don’t want to become unable to do things that used to be so easy. But when I do, I hope I’ll know I’m no longer able to do them? Then again, avoiding what you “know” you’re not capable of might be even more dangerous…I tire quickly of “slippery slope” arguments, but it seems all too easy to be sure that you’re incapable of doing something, and then just not do it. So: “there is no try”, and all that noise.

I’m thinking here about art & comix, which have all but taken over my brain of late, if it’s not obvious. For a more extreme take on the concept of what one is/n’t able to do, I recommend Harry Crews’ Celebration, a twisted little book recommended to me by Clay. Warning/incentive: contains stump sex.

(Today’s title text may seem semi-lifted from that Mitch Hedberg joke about having to repeat yourself, but-but it’s true!)

Tags: ben, eeen, index card, pen

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