A comic about life, love, death, and choices, in about three colors.
And where will she go and what shall she do,When midnight comes around?She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown,And cry behind the door. Leave a message after the beep...

All Tomorrow’s Parties


Kate is… rather like a groundhog. Each winter she shuts herself off from the world and decides her life is in need of a change. Then each spring, she comes out from hiding and forgets any of it had ever happened.

Having been blown off one time too many, I came up with a cunning plan: I would call her every day and play a different Velvet Underground song in its entirety as my message. I figured about the time I’d reach Sweet Jane she’d either throw her phone out the window or call me back.

Unfortunately, my evil plan was foiled before I could get one song off; her voicemail was already full.

Clever girl.

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