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Dragon Comics 105

Sometimes a dragon just wants an aloe rub, a glass of ice water, and to get a little appreciation around here!

Sometimes a dragon just wants an aloe rub, a glass of ice water, and to get a little appreciation around here!

After reading Wednesday’s comic, The Man was immediately incredulous that a fire breathing dragon could possibly burn. Game of Thrones has taught us that much. I must attribute his newfound ability to anticipate me to my excellent tutelage in understanding story structure.

At least my real life sunburn has faded. The Man, of course, cannot say the same, because he is so very white.

Relationships, of course, require mutual caregiving. Even when one party doesn’t have an expressible need. Sometimes you just need someone to bring you a glass of water.

Dragon Comics 104

And you forgot the ice water!

And you forgot the ice water!

This is the comic I would have posted last night, had I not been completely road burned from our epic drive through the Tonto Wilderness over the Mogollan Rim. I actually wrote the script last week; and it’s moderately ironic, because The Man and I were hiking in the desert on Sunday and even though we wore sunscreen, we both got burnt. I only burned a little, as my ancestry is Mediterranean and my whiteness comes with a decent amount of melanin all things considered. The Man, however, is of the Nordic persuasion and couldn’t be much whiter if he tried. His sunburn was especially hilarious because he wore a knee brace (on account of the 3 pins he got in his knee after driving a motorcycle into a guard rail) so he has a perfect red circle on his knee, inside a perfect white square. It’s a unique burn.

I helped him with the aloe.

Other than that and perhaps 1 or 2 tiny inconveniences associated with camping in a place with no services, if you catch my meaning (i.e. no plumbing), it was a stellar trip. We saw many wonderful creatures: jackrabbits, quails, egrets, herons, hawks, buzzards, and so on. Fish were literally jumping out of the lake. Flowers were blooming all over the desert. The weather couldn’t have been lovelier; ditto the scenery. We were on the north side of Lake Roosevelt, where no one goes unless they have a boat. We pretty much had to drive down a cow track to get there, and we had an entire cove to ourselves. So that makes up for the lack of plumbing.