Author: Dean Mang-Wooley | Page 6 | Today in 3 Panels

Dean walks down a residential street, looking happy. Suddenly, they look a little worried. Image text: "I walked home without shoes. As soon as my feet touched the cool concrete, I felt a sudden electric surge of joy. Until I realized I was walking down the wrong street."

Barefoot bliss

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 16, 2008October 16, 2016

Panel one image: a person with an under bite and a person with an over bite try to kiss each other. Panel one text: "I was going to draw about something interesting today...(imagining strangers with orthodontic problems kissing)." Panel two image: an x-ray of a person's head and neck. The back of the head is cracked. Panel two text: "but I've got a headache so bad I want to puke." Panel three image: two dogs barking loudly. Panel three text: "And it only gets worse."

Migraine

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 15, 2008October 16, 2016

Dean's friend Alison is at a clothing store. She looks into a box of hats and sees a baseball cap with a large garish cross printed on it. She buys the hat at puts it on. She grins and gives a thumbs up.

Fate

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 14, 2008October 30, 2016

Dean is writing a test. Panel 1: wide shot of a large room full of desks. Panel 2: close up image of the test booklet. It has the words "Written response" printed on the front. Panel 3: close up image of a heart being struck by lightning bolts, symbolizing anxiety.

Jitters

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 13, 2008October 30, 2016

Dean is volunteering at a one day camp for 9 to 13 year olds. They are standing near two children who are smiling and laughing. Dean thinks: "Man, these 9 to 13 year olds are awesome. Wait! When did I get so old? When did I get so boring?"

Peace camp, Calgary Unitarian Church

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 12, 2008October 30, 2016

Dean is taking care of two dogs. Dean and their brother Jordan are standing near the living room. Jordan is pointing at something. Jordan says to Dean: "Maybe we should'e let them out more than once?" There is a close up image revealing three pieces of dog poop on the living room carpet. Dean looks horrified.

Adventures in dogsitting, part II

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 11, 2008October 30, 2016

Dean is taking care of someone's dog. The dog breathes in Dean's face, making the sound effect: "PUGH!" Dean leans away, looking disgusted. Dean says to the dog: "somebody's breath smells like FECES! Is it YOURS?"

Adventures in dogsitting, part I

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 10, 2008October 16, 2016

Dean is house sitting for their mom's coworker. They are in a storage room, looking at a photo album. Image text reads: "After a few minutes of snooping, I finally found what I was looking for...photos of my mom's workmate as a kid." There is a close up image of one of the photos, showing a child with the year 1953 printed above his head.

Invasion of privacy

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 9, 2008October 30, 2016

Dean is in their back yard, using a hose to spray water onto a pile of dirt. Dean thinks: "My only goal right now is to turn this pile of dirt into a pile of mud." There is a close up image of the water hitting the pile of dirt, followed by a close up image of Dean's head. Dean's eyes are closed, and their mind is empty.

Pre-housesitting meditation

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 7, 2008October 30, 2016

Dean is at the cashier's desk at an art supply store. Image text reads: "At the art supply store, I suddenly began to pass out. As the room shifted around me, I sank to the floor in a cold sweat. The clerk was good about it." The clerk says to Dean: "Are you hiding?"

Fainting in the aisles

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 6, 2008October 16, 2016

Dean sees a newspaper on a table. Dean says: "Hmm?" The newspaper headline reads: "Angry kids may suffer defiance disorder." Dean gets angry and slams their fist down on the table, saying: "Oh, what the HELL?"

Defiance

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 5, 2008October 16, 2016

Dean, aka Rita, describes what they observe at a church service. Image text reads: Staring at what looks like malignant melanoma on the neck of the woman in front of me. Listening to a surprisingly beautiful rendition of Ave Maria on the trombone. Watching a flash of light dance in time to the music.

One Sunday in Melville

ByDean Mang-Wooley August 3, 2008October 30, 2016

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