Calvin and Hobbes

It has been far, far too many years since I last spent any serious time reading Calvin and Hobbes. Perhaps... 7-9 years ago when my dad stopped taking me and my brother camping as often. On those trips we would load up the metallic blue 92' Carola with tents, cooking supplies, board games, lawn (or rather, forest) chairs, and a bundle of other necessities. Among these was my dad's collection of Calvin and Hobbes, a smattering of treasuries and original book releases that covered almost all theology and philosophy Bill Watterson produced.

I remember one time I was particularly unsatisfied with colorlessness of the strip where Calvin accidentally backs the car into a ditch. Using the nearby color comics as a guide, I colored the car red, Calvin's hair yellow, Hobbes's alternative stripes Orange... I think I did a fine job, though I think my brother had contempt for my efforts. Maybe it was the attempt, maybe it was my inability to stay within the lines, maybe it was brotherly love.

I tend to assume the latterest.