Oh gracious, I was a Boxcar child too! I didn’t do a tin cup of milk and a bowl of beans, though; I got out a huge pot and dumped “whatever little we had” into it and stirred it for a while over an imaginary fire. There was flour in there, and chocolate syrup, and… God knows what else. I say kids don’t use their imaginations enough anymore.
This has perhaps made it to my list of top 10 favourite comics of Yours.
I always preferred to pretend I was one of the boxcar children (or one of the badass kids in the Goosebumps books) rather than, say, a part of the Babysitter’s Club.
Did You ever attempt to jump onto an open freight car on a slow-moving train? hoping that You’d meet a nice hobo on the train who’d help You along in Your adventures, while You sat eating apples and listening to his tales?
Man, if I’d have had the balls at 10 years old…..
We had a tire tree on my elementary school playground.
good gawds, We sure did have some dangerously fun playground equipment back then, huh?
amitai- yeah I know that, everyone knows that. It’s also international weed smoking day, but none of these things are exactly relevant to my day so I’m a little confused as to why you’d bother bringing it up.
Man, I used to love the boxcar children. I had like, 50 or 60 of the books.
And I seem to recall the boxcar children having slightly better food than that. Especially after Henry got that sweet lawn mowing job and could afford fresh bread.
yeah the concept of them living in a boxcar was fucking bullshit. they lived in it for the first few pages of the first book and then went to live with their rich uncle. what a farce!
Mosquitos happened in the tire mounds. Lots of mosquitos procreating. That’s what those trucks with the funny orange lights and the fog machines are all about.
I’ve never eaten a fruit roll-up. My folks were poor when I was little on account of my constantly being sick. Back then I wanted to live in a forest and build my own home out of abundant sheets of tin. Now I fantasize about robots and being superhumanly strong.
there’s actually going to be a whole book about “young Julia”(that felt weird to type) but you’ll have to wait until about 2012. Unless the world ends.
I love it… I used to play “homeless person” when I was little. it involved me dressing up in raggedy clothes (usually my dad’s work shirts), “stealing” food from the “rich people” (my parent’s house), and sitting in the woods talking about how badly I wanted a home of my own.
I used to build shacks in my grandparent’s back yard with old and rotten builing materials. Then, I’d make pretend food out of stuff from the forest and drink koolaid. Thems were the days.
Frijoles con Leche???!!!!! Mmmmmmmm its very good with a side of Swine Flu
yo, you gave me some mad nice advise some time ago and i started a blog, so check it out if you want, cartoons and blatherings type of thing
Peace!
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April 20th, 2009 at 8:11 am
Oh gracious, I was a Boxcar child too! I didn’t do a tin cup of milk and a bowl of beans, though; I got out a huge pot and dumped “whatever little we had” into it and stirred it for a while over an imaginary fire. There was flour in there, and chocolate syrup, and… God knows what else. I say kids don’t use their imaginations enough anymore.
April 20th, 2009 at 12:02 pm
Did you know that today is both Hitler’s birthday AND holocaust memorial day in Israel?
April 20th, 2009 at 12:11 pm
This has perhaps made it to my list of top 10 favourite comics of Yours.
I always preferred to pretend I was one of the boxcar children (or one of the badass kids in the Goosebumps books) rather than, say, a part of the Babysitter’s Club.
Did You ever attempt to jump onto an open freight car on a slow-moving train? hoping that You’d meet a nice hobo on the train who’d help You along in Your adventures, while You sat eating apples and listening to his tales?
Man, if I’d have had the balls at 10 years old…..
We had a tire tree on my elementary school playground.
good gawds, We sure did have some dangerously fun playground equipment back then, huh?
April 20th, 2009 at 12:18 pm
amitai- yeah I know that, everyone knows that. It’s also international weed smoking day, but none of these things are exactly relevant to my day so I’m a little confused as to why you’d bother bringing it up.
April 20th, 2009 at 1:22 pm
Man, I used to love the boxcar children. I had like, 50 or 60 of the books.
And I seem to recall the boxcar children having slightly better food than that. Especially after Henry got that sweet lawn mowing job and could afford fresh bread.
Now I’m all nostalgic.
April 20th, 2009 at 2:29 pm
Aren’t you a pot smoking Jewish Nazi?
April 20th, 2009 at 2:37 pm
hahahhahahahahahah A to the M to the A to the Z to the I to the.. you get the point.
April 20th, 2009 at 5:04 pm
yeah the concept of them living in a boxcar was fucking bullshit. they lived in it for the first few pages of the first book and then went to live with their rich uncle. what a farce!
April 20th, 2009 at 10:15 pm
My condolences and here is hoping that next year the Pulitzer committee will recognize the important work you are doing chronicling life in Brooklyn.
April 20th, 2009 at 11:15 pm
Haha! I was a boxcar child with my sister once… a police officer thought we were running away and drove us home.
Also, happy 4/20!
April 21st, 2009 at 1:26 am
You sick weirdos. I wanted to be Barbie.
April 21st, 2009 at 2:00 am
heh, EB too. . . . How do you remember this stuff?
April 21st, 2009 at 10:46 am
FUCK YEA FRUIT ROLL UPS!!!!!!!!
April 21st, 2009 at 12:51 pm
Mosquitos happened in the tire mounds. Lots of mosquitos procreating. That’s what those trucks with the funny orange lights and the fog machines are all about.
I’ve never eaten a fruit roll-up. My folks were poor when I was little on account of my constantly being sick. Back then I wanted to live in a forest and build my own home out of abundant sheets of tin. Now I fantasize about robots and being superhumanly strong.
April 21st, 2009 at 2:07 pm
you should do a zine about young Julia!
April 21st, 2009 at 2:44 pm
there’s actually going to be a whole book about “young Julia”(that felt weird to type) but you’ll have to wait until about 2012. Unless the world ends.
April 22nd, 2009 at 1:27 am
Speaking of dates, I saw that April 23rd is Talk like Shakespeare Day and it reminded me of you! http://www.talklikeshakespeare.org/
April 22nd, 2009 at 10:58 am
I love it… I used to play “homeless person” when I was little. it involved me dressing up in raggedy clothes (usually my dad’s work shirts), “stealing” food from the “rich people” (my parent’s house), and sitting in the woods talking about how badly I wanted a home of my own.
April 22nd, 2009 at 11:01 pm
I used to build shacks in my grandparent’s back yard with old and rotten builing materials. Then, I’d make pretend food out of stuff from the forest and drink koolaid. Thems were the days.
April 25th, 2009 at 5:56 pm
I read this comic through without reading the title. Then I discovered the title and laughed.
April 26th, 2009 at 10:21 am
Frijoles con Leche???!!!!! Mmmmmmmm its very good with a side of Swine Flu
yo, you gave me some mad nice advise some time ago and i started a blog, so check it out if you want, cartoons and blatherings type of thing
Peace!