The party's over, now get back to work.

It's a fact of life. As we get older, birthdays become less and less important. After about 20, other people only make a real effort at the decade mark and then it ends up some sort of morbid roast to the "nearly departed". Black balloons, images of the grim reaper ... Until you hit 70 - then it's too close to the mark and people go back to celebrating your long life. Finally, after hitting 90, every year becomes a milestone again.

Oh well, when you're a teenager, life is just a series of reality-checks. This comic depicts just one of the many. Happy birthday.

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Kids and their cellphones, I'm tempted to begin: "when I was their age ..." but when I was their age, it was walkie-talkies. When our parents were their age, it was the telephone. Shoot, I can remember stringing tin cans together. There is just something magical about communication. You feel wanted, needed never alone. The saddest kid would be the one with a fancy cellphone and no friends to talk to. So, what else can I say? Be a friend, be a communicator but never forget the importance of face-to-face and a hand on the shoulder.

By the way, I really like this strip because it came from a real life suggestion. I barely had to work at it.



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Birthday comic.

When puns come into my head, I just can't resist. If you think reading them is bad, just be glad you don't live with me. It's a non-stop punapalooza. If you actually like this comic, why not go to FindingElim.com and forward it to a friend for their birthday?