a peek inside the fishbowl

When the girls and I are travelling along highway seven heading west we have a few special routines. We get gas in Carleton Place. Coffee and TimBits in Perth. And then there’s Kaladar. There’s a big gas station with an old skool restaurant and a store attached to it. It’s the kind of store where you can buy straw hats, Pop Rocks, milk, and poison for your mousetraps. We’ve also discovered that there’s always a stash of old comic books to be had for a buck or two.

Most of the comics are “scary” ones the girls really don’t have any interest in, sometimes we find a Donald Duck or Uncle Scrooge, but it takes a bit of digging.

Last time we were driving through Sarah found a Bedknobs and Broomsticks comic (who knew?) and Emma found the only Archie. Sarah was disappointed, although I secretly thought she got the better deal.

Emma waved her comic in front of me. I didn’t take a close look at it. There was a big word printed in some illegible scripty font across the cover of it. I glanced at the word, but honestly, I didn’t read what that word said. 

Now I know the word is PARABLES.

I accidentally bought a comic in which the Riverdale gang belongs to the religious right.

I know, I know. The fastest way to lose friends is to talk about politics and religion. But gee whiz Betty, this was weird. And if I had known what I know about that comic book now I wouldn’t have let the kids read it. (I would have bought it myself and stashed it away.)

As it turns out the whole thing is online as a PDF.

(I especially recommend the one in which Christian Archie organizes a Christian book store.)