Bill Watterson, arguably, had one of the greater impacts on my life growing up. Every day I grabbed my parent’s newspaper and stretched out with the funny section, always saving my favorite, Calvin and Hobbes, for the last. As I grew up, I branched out from the funnies, to the living section, then the metro, and finally the whole paper, cover to cover, I still saved my favorite comic strip, for last. Often I found myself relating to Calvin’s warped but ingenious view of the world and how his reality and real reality were often synced. Calvin and Hobbes taught me about life and I miss seeing a new comic everyday, but I can always refer back to the vaults for inspiration.
We’re not really taught how to recreate constructively. We need to do more than find diversions; we need to restore and expand ourselves. Our idea of relaxing is all too often to plop down in front of the television set and let its pandering idiocy liquefy our brains. Shutting off the thought process is not rejuvenating; the mind is like a car battery— it recharges by running. – Bill Watterson