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Let me offically go on record and say that Calvin and Hobbes was one of the things that made me who I am today and was devistate when it went off the air. I'm more of a FT guy then a Scene guy, but when it's about Bill Watterson, I have to point it out:

The mustached man steps out of the Popcorn Shop in Chagrin Falls, clutching a cup of frozen yogurt. His eyes scan passersby. He's looking for that stare of recognition, that sideways glance of familiarity. But no one seems to track him as he walks back toward his car. He climbs in and sets the rest of his frozen dessert onto the passenger seat, next to the oil paints he bought at the art store earlier. A hint of a smile appears. Another successful day of anonymity. Then the man notices the large 4X4 truck parked in front of him. There it is -- that mocking decal, stuck on the back window. It's Calvin, urinating on a Ford logo, grinning with gleeful malice. The man's smile disappears. "My boy," he mutters ruefully. "Oh, my boy." Who knows what Bill Watterson expected out of life once he abruptly stopped drawing Calvin and Hobbes, his wildly successful comic strip, in 1995. Always media-shy, he apparently sought to disappear altogether when he moved back to his hometown of Chagrin Falls. But surely he has seen the sacrilegious sticker -- it seems to be attached to every Chevy in the state.

I think I'll spend some time this afternoon with Revenge of the Baby-Sat and Scientific Progress Goes "Boink" Eric Olsen's worried about Bill too.