1. Comic-con. She keeps reading about it in the ‘paper’ and didn’t understand what movie stars have to do with comics.
2. Yoga pants. She thinks girls are pretty much running around naked.
3. Justin Bieber’s pants. She thinks that they look like he’s carrying a dirty ‘Soggy diaper’ and somebody needs to change him.
4. Postage prices. ‘You have the internet on your phone, how much are stamps now? 49 cents?!? I wish I had the internet so I wouldn’t have to mail things.’
Grandmas are the best!
I’m doing an old-school road trip to grandma’s house with my folks from Texas to Pennsylvania. So far, it hasn’t been memorable. Arkansas is a cellular dead zone. Tennessee is pretty, but we were running behind. So really it’s a lot of driving, and the only interaction with people is at McDonald’s bathrooms. My dad thinks that’s the way to go, for whatever reason. They’re tiny, dirty, and have zero privacy. Feeling another man’s breath on your neck while you’re trying to make potty is unsettling.
I went into a bathroom yesterday, and a little kid was flushing the urinal as I walked in. As I was heading for the stall, he turned around and nearly bumped into me, but instead stiffened like a board, his eyes bugged out, and he went ‘GUHGUHGUH!!!’ I now know how the ghosts in Scooby Doo felt!
The other thing I’ve observed are the regional accents. I was born in Indiana, and lived there til I was 10. I don’t feel like I have much of an accent to speak of. Or it’s kind of non-regional? The majority of my life, I’ve lived in Texas. I’m a Texan. But when people talk to me, they say, ‘You don’t SOUND, like a Texan.’ I don’t say ‘Y’all’ I say ‘You guys,’ but I do say ‘Howdy’ and ‘ma’am’ but it’s without any kind of southern twang. The truth is, a lot of North Texans don’t have an accent, or at least not what everyone expects. Most of us are transplants, and even ones born there don’t have much of a southern accent. I feel like once you’re a certain age, gaining a new accent is more of a conscious effort. Like my uncle Gordy, he moved to Georgia from PA and magically gained an accent.
So I ran into a girl at one of our stops in Kentucky, and she had the most adorable accent! I was envious of it, because it sounded like she was singing every word.
I don’t think I really have a point to this. But it’s fun and interesting to interact with people in different parts of the nation. That’s why I don’t mind driving. Plus, this year, I don’t have a looming illustration deadline. So I’m trying to soak up the minutiae for my art.