On getting this strip ready for re-publication this week I spotted that I’d left the second “a” out of “maniac.” It’s always good to fix errors like this in a timely manner like, say, 14 years after the original date of publication.
I’d asked for a sign. And there it was.
A single beam of light breaking through a gap in the clouds.
I remember driving across town like a maniac, panicked that the beam would fade before I got there.
But I did it. I found it!
Anne’s 24 Hour Adult Emporium.
Who knew God had such a thing for rubber?