Packing for Mangilao

I'm packing for my big trip home.  Home, in my case, is Mangilao.

I always over pack to the point that I need a Sherpa to haul all my stuff for me.  After every trip I discover I haven't even used half the stuff I brought.

My parents have requested I return home on "family business."  I've heard thru the grapevine {via my brother, Robert} that I'm to be the subject of an intervention.

It's not a drug thing, or even alcohol, even tho I drink more than I should.  It's more in the nature of a lifestyle intervention.  My father, who is an old school disciplinarian, caught wind of my comic strip {also courtesy of Robert} and took a look online.

Whoops.

I guess that'll teach me for telling the world about my questionable decisions.

My Dad is not going to want me to return to California.  He won't care that I have two jobs, friends and other things I care about deeply.  I'll be annoyed but I know deep down all he wants is what's best for me.

I'm sure some unpleasant surprises await me tho.  I know I've been bad and I'm ready to take my medicine, so to speak.

But me returning to live in Mangilao?  That ain't gonna happen.

Stay tuned for the fireworks.

Stanley

This one is a little sensitive so you might want to look away.

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Moon Cycle

Here's another early strip of mine.  I think my drawings were starting to get a little better at about this point.

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The G Word

I still say a little prayer for him every night.

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Fat as Mud

Here's another of my early strips.  There was a time in my life when I thought I could act; the Entertainment industry disagreed.

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Sunny Sylmar

Here's my very first comic strip from way back in '07. Simpler time, simpler lines.

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Breakfast of Champions

I don't drink coffee in morning, I drink hot cocoa. And even tho I typically eat a healthful diet I like to have Fig Newtons with my cocoa.

I know it's terrible but it hasn't killed me yet.

I have the cocoa & Newtons on my balcony while I look out over the 101 freeway and watch the cars zip by.  I try to catch a glimpse of the driver's faces so I can make up stories to go along with them, like: the angry guy coming home from the Commerce Casino, a girl who doesn't know that this is the day she'll meet her future husband, and the lady singing along with the radio who's about to cause a six car pileup.

Is this odd behavior? Maybe. I really enjoy it, tho.

People always ask if the freeway is dirty or noisy or disgusting but it really isn't.

In its own spartan way it's quite beautiful.

Feminine Protection

Every so often I'm going to post an issue of Tera 101.  Here's one from a few months ago:

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Hope

Hope is a funny thing.

Have you ever noticed how much easier it is to wake up and get motivated when you've got just a little hope in your life?

I've got a few things trending my way and this morning I burst out of bed to watch the sun come up from my balcony... only problem is the sun doesn't come up for another half an hour.  LOL, it's still black as night out and cars on the 101 {which I can see from my place} all have their headlights on.

My friends and family are happy & healthy, both my jobs are working out, I can pay my rent and I've got a {possible} new boy in my life who seems like the real deal.  Who could ask for more?

What I'm trying to say is, February is shaping up to be a fine month.  I've asked for a lot, I've worked for a lot, and everything is really coming together.

All of this {of course} is subject to change, but I'm going to enjoy it while its here!

Sanjo

Here's my latest comic.  If Sanjo sees this he'll never speak to me again!

Oh my gosh!

This it's my first post, but not my first rodeo, so to speak.  I write and draw an autobiographical comic called, Tera 101.  If you find me at all interesting please go check it out at http://tera101.weebly.com/

The freeways are empty and the supermarket is crowded. It must be Super Bowl Sunday!