If something is going on in my life, it winds up getting into my strip.

I just accepted provolone into my life.

Looking back Little Lulu was an early feminist, but at the time I just thought she was a really feisty developed comic strip character.

Is it my life getting better or it's getting more miserable because of few bastards?

I can't live my life worrying about something that might never happen.

A lot of people in my life are getting sick or potentially going to get sick from tobacco.