The author of this comic strip came to our house one time when I was little. He was visiting some family at Pickwick Lake (I think) and somehow came over to our house with some of my stepmom’s friends. I absolutely couldn’t believe it that somebody famous was there with us at our house. He seemed like a really nice person and he left a couple of doodles of our dogs and an autograph for me and my brother.
The author of this comic strip came to our house one time when I was little. He was visiting some family at Pickwick Lake (I think) and somehow came over to our house with some of my stepmom’s friends. I absolutely couldn’t believe it that somebody famous was there with us at our house. He seemed like a really nice person and he left a couple of doodles of our dogs and an autograph for me and my brother.
That’s awesome! Most cartoonists seem like they’d be cool people in person.
(except notably the dilbert guy)