How apropos. I love this comic so. It reminds me of all the dilemmas I’ve had, solved or pushed aside. It evokes feelings that I’m proud of and feelings I’m disgusted with. I at once feel empathy, sympathy, and antipathy for your ever-slouching characters. They are me, and yet they are everything I’ve wanted to be.
I lived as a nomad for most of my twenties, and, yes, the lifestyle does sentimentality towards a very few objects — I moved in constantly in two suitcases, but I would’ve had problems if they weren’t the same two suitcases, and the occasional exchange of a coffee mug was a big and ritualized deal (still is, actually — emotional holdover), despite the fact that every day was coffee from a different source. The nomadic tribes of antiquity had such totems, or less silly ones.
Keep Scampers, Cat. There is no pursuit of the sublime without a link to the mundane. That little bear is holy.
Material possessions are prison and debt is slavery.
But time and money are freedom.
Sell what you can and travel light, but hang on to Scampers, he’s family!
I’m glad to say that I’m kinda close to being a nomad. I don’t own a lot besides some clothes, my computer, cell phone, and some furniture I’m getting rid of soon. What’s inside my computer is ridiculous. Three hard drives full of music, games, internet bookmarks that I’ll never look at but think I will. It’s like I have cyber-disoposeaphobia.
I want to say that Cat and Girl speaks in a different language than C&H, but I don’t really know what that means.
I used to only buy notebook computers, because I was sure I’d need to roll at a moment’s notice. I moved into an apartment with its own garage then bought an iMac, cause like where the fk am I going to go anyway?
Sometimes I think a housefire would be good to give me a fresh start. I’d be free of all my worldly possessions. Maybe I’d buy one object of sentimental attachment, though. And then maybe another…
I’ve mentioned Howard’s End before, but..
Industrialism, modernization, whatever you want to call it, inevitably leads to a detachment from place and an attachment to stuff. But really, Scampers, “a house that’s been in the family for generations,” or a fleeting romance. It’s all just stuff. Man-made, earth-made, or intangible.
I think we are harbor sentamental thoughts for sections of the past. Some of us it’s the 20’s, or Victorian England, or the Middle Ages, or the normadic lesser years; but most of us are logical enough to know we have romanticised most of our view. Still, I like to think after a year or so in a Yorkshire village in 1842, I wouldn’t miss my Zune, or my laptop, and I barely read anything published after the end of the 19th century anyway. But again, we all harbor romanticised notions of the past. It’s easy to forget sometimes that the 13th century carried most plagues than you can shake a stick at and that the flu was likely a death sentance in 1842.
Not to mention that music in the 14th century had barely entered the Renaissance period. It mostly consisted of church masses, and as beautiful as they are to listen to, nobody (save, perhaps, my Music History professor) wants to listen to that stuff exclusively.
Joshua, you might not miss your Zune, but you sure would miss washing machines, refrigerators, stoves with adjustable temperatures, and probably you would miss fresh fruit and veg year ’round. We forget how much TIME it took to do everything back when – you’d be doing a lot less reading.
I find that moving has the opposite effect on me – I come across the Yellow Submarine action figures that have been living in the bottom of the hall closet since the last move and I think, “oh, those are neat!” just as I did when I first picked them up at a flea market. It’s after Christmas or birthdays, when I suddenly have a lot of new stuff to put somewhere, that I suddenly feel the need to purge.
March 19, 2009
How apropos. I love this comic so. It reminds me of all the dilemmas I’ve had, solved or pushed aside. It evokes feelings that I’m proud of and feelings I’m disgusted with. I at once feel empathy, sympathy, and antipathy for your ever-slouching characters. They are me, and yet they are everything I’ve wanted to be.
March 19, 2009
Ah, moving comics.
March 19, 2009
I lived as a nomad for most of my twenties, and, yes, the lifestyle does sentimentality towards a very few objects — I moved in constantly in two suitcases, but I would’ve had problems if they weren’t the same two suitcases, and the occasional exchange of a coffee mug was a big and ritualized deal (still is, actually — emotional holdover), despite the fact that every day was coffee from a different source. The nomadic tribes of antiquity had such totems, or less silly ones.
Keep Scampers, Cat. There is no pursuit of the sublime without a link to the mundane. That little bear is holy.
March 19, 2009
Material possessions are prison and debt is slavery.
But time and money are freedom.
Sell what you can and travel light, but hang on to Scampers, he’s family!
March 19, 2009
oh how I know the feeling
http://www.flickr.com/photos/chickitamarie/2681758324/in/set-72157606250313699/
March 19, 2009
I’m glad to say that I’m kinda close to being a nomad. I don’t own a lot besides some clothes, my computer, cell phone, and some furniture I’m getting rid of soon. What’s inside my computer is ridiculous. Three hard drives full of music, games, internet bookmarks that I’ll never look at but think I will. It’s like I have cyber-disoposeaphobia.
March 19, 2009
this is my favorite webcomic for this exact reason.
you are the finest philosophical comic writer since Bill Waterson (Calvin and Hobbes)
March 19, 2009
I want to say that Cat and Girl speaks in a different language than C&H, but I don’t really know what that means.
I used to only buy notebook computers, because I was sure I’d need to roll at a moment’s notice. I moved into an apartment with its own garage then bought an iMac, cause like where the fk am I going to go anyway?
March 19, 2009
I’ve named my laptop Scampers.
March 19, 2009
This is my daily struggle.
March 19, 2009
I just love Cat’s facial expressions. They’re so perfect.
March 20, 2009
amps. nomads didn’t have amps.
March 21, 2009
House fires are good, I guess, for assisting in nomadism. Homeless. Are they really homeless?
March 22, 2009
Sometimes I think a housefire would be good to give me a fresh start. I’d be free of all my worldly possessions. Maybe I’d buy one object of sentimental attachment, though. And then maybe another…
March 23, 2009
I’m moving too and this is resoundingly close to how i feel.bikesguitarsrecordsclotheslaptop. Insert Cathy’s post menopausal Ack here.
March 25, 2009
Let us go where Nomad has gone before.
April 27, 2009
I’ve mentioned Howard’s End before, but..
Industrialism, modernization, whatever you want to call it, inevitably leads to a detachment from place and an attachment to stuff. But really, Scampers, “a house that’s been in the family for generations,” or a fleeting romance. It’s all just stuff. Man-made, earth-made, or intangible.
April 29, 2009
Would we really want to live back in the time of attachment to place through limited geographic mobility?
September 6, 2009
and soooo….what if the comic was about excess emotional baggage?
February 26, 2010
I think we are harbor sentamental thoughts for sections of the past. Some of us it’s the 20’s, or Victorian England, or the Middle Ages, or the normadic lesser years; but most of us are logical enough to know we have romanticised most of our view. Still, I like to think after a year or so in a Yorkshire village in 1842, I wouldn’t miss my Zune, or my laptop, and I barely read anything published after the end of the 19th century anyway. But again, we all harbor romanticised notions of the past. It’s easy to forget sometimes that the 13th century carried most plagues than you can shake a stick at and that the flu was likely a death sentance in 1842.
January 6, 2011
Not to mention that music in the 14th century had barely entered the Renaissance period. It mostly consisted of church masses, and as beautiful as they are to listen to, nobody (save, perhaps, my Music History professor) wants to listen to that stuff exclusively.
February 14, 2011
Joshua, you might not miss your Zune, but you sure would miss washing machines, refrigerators, stoves with adjustable temperatures, and probably you would miss fresh fruit and veg year ’round. We forget how much TIME it took to do everything back when – you’d be doing a lot less reading.
I find that moving has the opposite effect on me – I come across the Yellow Submarine action figures that have been living in the bottom of the hall closet since the last move and I think, “oh, those are neat!” just as I did when I first picked them up at a flea market. It’s after Christmas or birthdays, when I suddenly have a lot of new stuff to put somewhere, that I suddenly feel the need to purge.