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.

It was well past closing time and having difficulty remembering the path to his room, the Well-Dressed Albatross was escorted there by a courteous concierge.

Slim was also required to wear formalwear in the dining room, where he was seated by the only other guest at the hotel.

Meanwhile Slim had won a trip to an all-inclusive Caribbean resort, and was forced to wear swim trunks on the beach, to Slim’s chagrin.

Clarice took the discarded Dalmatian costume, filled it with a lighter than air gas, and allowed it to hover above her work station as she analyzed the toxicity of prepared meats.

By chance, and like a half-remembered dream, Pim came upon Bim. At the same moment, by chance, and like a dream half-remembered, Bim came upon Pim.

In the morning Clarice was mildly dismayed to discover Clive had escaped by slipping out of his Dalmatian-wear.

After explaining that his breakthrough in Fibonacci primes was cited in a footnote to an MIT textbook, Clarice tied Clive to a post for the night, thinking that that’s what one did to keep a pet safe.

While many animals contacted Clarice wanting to be her pet, they were simple minded and got lost on the way to her new house. Then Clive showed up completely by accident.

Pim who had had no contact with Bim for quite some time, called Bim on a whim.