Pim Comic Strip

How I came to write Pim
People often ask how I came to write Pim. It seems like a thousand years since I discovered Pim, or that Pim discovered me. Thankfully I kept detailed notes and saved photos from that time. While I can’t swear to the absolute accuracy of what you are about to read, I have done my best to capture the essence of how Pim entered my life.

Miraculously, the Well-Dressed Albatross gave the correct sequence of digits on his first try. Impressed at meeting an Albatross of such refinement, the officious, if unmemorable, bank-teller immediately actioned his request.

Glim’s only appeal to the world of commerce was that it permitted numbered accounts. Having hacked his mother’s bank information, Mr. Love asked that the Well-Dressed Albatross withdraw all of Mrs. Love’s savings and bring him the cash.

The fine breakfast had done little to alleviate the residue of troubled dreams. Having been given orders he daren’t defy, The Well-Dressed Albatross set out to execute them.

As the Well-Dressed Albatross moved warily from the desk to the elevators, he was accosted by his distinguished nemesis.

The Well-Dressed Albatross was acquainted with the sibling desk clerks, but too preoccupied to make much of the reunion.

Starless night fell as Mr. Love pursued the Well-Dressed Albatross to a no-star hotel.

This feeing of dread continued even when the Well-Dressed Albatross left the diner and crossed a stagnant waterway.

Beverages delivered by unseen servers were satisfying enough that the Well-Dressed Albatross declined to question their provenance. Though he was far from relaxed in this establishment.

The Well-Dressed Albatross arrived in Glim with no recollection of what had brought him there. Due to a pandemic all businesses were closed, save for a lone eatery that glowed beaconlike amidst the smog and murk.

While Brad and Ukifune were learning stats from Clive, in Lansing, Pim and Bim were relaxing on the outskirts of Glim. Meanwhile, Mr. Love was approaching Glim from a different direction, and contriving formulas to explain the evil of Mrs. Love. Yes, a lot happens in this one.