One thing i love, probably the thing i love the most, about being in the city is all of the super random crap that happens. It’s almost like I have to walk around with a pad and paper and just write it all down, before i forget it! When Diana used to live here, and I would visit every weekend, I never had a shortage of things to draw or write about. Anyways. this is another “actually happened” comic. We’re in the food court. I’m eating my fake-chinese food, minding my own business, when suddenly, a lady sits beside me. Right beside me. i’m sitting at the “bar seating’, which has like 25 open chairs in EITHER direction…. and she picks the one RIGHT beside me, and starts eating really weird, celophane-wrapped food very loudly. I was so annoyed. Anyways… I’ve come to realize that much of what inspires these comics are things that annoy me. Plus! in the city, how is it that so many old ladies have those little pull-carts? where does a person even BUY one of those? what do they even keep in there? Diana laughed at me being annoyed by it and said that i wouldn’t do well in a hot culture… but i think it’s just that i’m not used to hot-culture stuff in good ol’ cold-culture canada. Or, maybe i just like eating in privacy.