Max & Lily

Let's Begin Again - by Kris Dresen
#042 July 09, 2000
OK, I am back! Was a little side-tracked as I completed a big comics project and other life-living things, but here we go again.So. 2000. Cell phones. When they were dumb. You could barely TALK to someone, let alone text, email, or navigate the universe. But 13 years ago they were big, clunky, expensive, and oh-so-sexy.Of note is that on the back of the art I wrote “First web STRIP!!!!”Heh. We were all so damned adorable about the internet back then, weren’t we?

#042 July 09, 2000

OK, I am back! Was a little side-tracked as I completed a big comics project and other life-living things, but here we go again.

So. 2000. Cell phones. When they were dumb. You could barely TALK to someone, let alone text, email, or navigate the universe. But 13 years ago they were big, clunky, expensive, and oh-so-sexy.

Of note is that on the back of the art I wrote “First web STRIP!!!!”

Heh. We were all so damned adorable about the internet back then, weren’t we?

#041 December 31, 1999And Max & Lily leave the 20th century behind.
Heh. Remember when VCRs were hip and happenin’?Wait. This is Tumblr. I might have to explain what a VCR is.Ummm…a VCR is like the 8-Track of the digital movie world.
I think.Crap. I’m gonna have to explain an 8-track…

#041 December 31, 1999

And Max & Lily leave the 20th century behind.

Heh. Remember when VCRs were hip and happenin’?

Wait. This is Tumblr. I might have to explain what a VCR is.

Ummm…a VCR is like the 8-Track of the digital movie world.

I think.

Crap. I’m gonna have to explain an 8-track…

#040 August 01, 1999I did not go to my high school prom.I will pause to let you recover from the shocking nature of that statement."Memories of a lifetime!" was chirped at me by many who found out I had no interest in going. Not to mention I had zero interest in boys, dating boys, and in 1985 you did not go as a same-sex couple or were even allowed to go stag.On Prom Night I stayed home, read comics, and listened to Judas Priest.See? I remember.

#040 August 01, 1999

I did not go to my high school prom.

I will pause to let you recover from the shocking nature of that statement.

"Memories of a lifetime!" was chirped at me by many who found out I had no interest in going. Not to mention I had zero interest in boys, dating boys, and in 1985 you did not go as a same-sex couple or were even allowed to go stag.

On Prom Night I stayed home, read comics, and listened to Judas Priest.

See? I remember.

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#039 March 07, 1999Oh, hey! High school! Man, who doesn’t miss those halcyon days of camaraderie, social acceptance, conformity, focus of purpose, effortless peer interaction, gym class, and having the best relationship with your parents you would ever have in your life?…Yeeeeah.NOTE: Max’s apartment number is 3G. God, I’m funny.ALSO NOTE: In panel 9, that’s a rack of Prismacolor markers next to Max’s head. Back then I was coloring greeting cards with those beauties and they were just so damn pretty on my desk.These days, my flatscreen monitor does not have that wow factor that the marker set did.
That? I truly miss.

#039 March 07, 1999

Oh, hey! High school! Man, who doesn’t miss those halcyon days of camaraderie, social acceptance, conformity, focus of purpose, effortless peer interaction, gym class, and having the best relationship with your parents you would ever have in your life?



Yeeeeah.

NOTE: Max’s apartment number is 3G. God, I’m funny.

ALSO NOTE: In panel 9, that’s a rack of Prismacolor markers next to Max’s head. Back then I was coloring greeting cards with those beauties and they were just so damn pretty on my desk.

These days, my flatscreen monitor does not have that wow factor that the marker set did.

That? I truly miss.

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#038 February 14, 1999
Um, wait. Kris? You went from #36 to #38. What’s up with that?
Basically, the artwork for strip #37 is damaged. It will take some work to fix/restore it and, well, I’m working on another comic that has a fast-approaching deadline. So I will post #37 at a later date.
As for this comic…
XYZ, baby. XYZ.

#038 February 14, 1999

Um, wait.

Kris? You went from #36 to #38. What’s up with that?

Basically, the artwork for strip #37 is damaged. It will take some work to fix/restore it and, well, I’m working on another comic that has a fast-approaching deadline. So I will post #37 at a later date.

As for this comic…

XYZ, baby. XYZ.

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#036 July 11, 1998

This me repurposing myself.

The original bodyology ran, I believe, in an issue of Action Girl. (I have no idea which issue, though.) And not long after I completed the strip, I somehow managed to lose the original art. The only time ever in the history of all of my work that I have done so.

I really liked that comic so I was a bit crushed.

A few years later, being stuck for an idea for Max & Lily strip, I thought, “Hey! I could have Max do bodyology!”

So I did.

Once again, it’s so sad that the themes I wrote/drew about so long ago are still relevant in that we haven’t progressed all that far as human beings.

Because I really hate the fact that the very act of being female can still be seen as a crime.

     





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#034  July 04, 1998
There is a certain age where a woman wearing cartoon boxer shorts just stops being cute.And that age is 38.
Do not ask me how I know.

#034  July 04, 1998

There is a certain age where a woman wearing cartoon boxer shorts just stops being cute.

And that age is 38.

Do not ask me how I know.

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#034  June 28, 1998I knew I was an adult when I bought an air conditioner and started hiring professional movers.
"fweeeee" still cracks me up.

#034  June 28, 1998

I knew I was an adult when I bought an air conditioner and started hiring professional movers.

"fweeeee" still cracks me up.

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#033  June 28, 1998Whining youth! Health insurance! Under-employment! A vague sex-toy joke! It’s like it’s ripped from today’s headlines and maybe an episode of Girls With Slingshots!

#033  June 28, 1998

Whining youth! Health insurance! Under-employment! A vague sex-toy joke! It’s like it’s ripped from today’s headlines and maybe an episode of Girls With Slingshots!

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#032  June 28, 1998I am not a fan of speaking on the phone for lengths of time. But, because friends and family don’t always live near enough for face to face conversation, it is a necessary evil. I get headaches if a phone call goes too long. I need to keep razor-sharp focus only on the voice. Why? Because I need to try an pick up on nuances and tone and mood the way I would if I were watching a person who was speaking to me. Phone calls leave too much room for misinterpretation. Plus, I’m someone who likes to think before she speaks. You don’t know how very often that is misunderstood as being “silent” in a conversation. Sorry. I’m just not that quick with the chit chat.
But what’s more annoying than a phone call? When someone in the room with you tries and talks to you while you are trying to have an already draining phone conversation. That, my friends, causes a headache that only cracking one’s head open to drain the ouch can relieve.What I’m saying is, if I say I’ll call, I likely won’t. This is why texting is a damn godsend. If I say I’ll text, you can be damn sure I will.

#032  June 28, 1998

I am not a fan of speaking on the phone for lengths of time. But, because friends and family don’t always live near enough for face to face conversation, it is a necessary evil. I get headaches if a phone call goes too long. I need to keep razor-sharp focus only on the voice. Why? Because I need to try an pick up on nuances and tone and mood the way I would if I were watching a person who was speaking to me. Phone calls leave too much room for misinterpretation. Plus, I’m someone who likes to think before she speaks. You don’t know how very often that is misunderstood as being “silent” in a conversation. Sorry. I’m just not that quick with the chit chat.

But what’s more annoying than a phone call? When someone in the room with you tries and talks to you while you are trying to have an already draining phone conversation. That, my friends, causes a headache that only cracking one’s head open to drain the ouch can relieve.

What I’m saying is, if I say I’ll call, I likely won’t. This is why texting is a damn godsend. If I say I’ll text, you can be damn sure I will.

(Source: krisdresencomics.com)