I don’t doubt my brother would say the same about me. Some time ago my grandma let it slip that when I first moved out of my parents’ house, my uncle said I would surely be lost to drugs then. I’ve never even smoked weed, barely ever drank alcohol to start with. I’m still the black sheep.

If you’re wondering why, it’s the 'tism.

Ah the Uncle Max saga. I liked the attempt to flesh out the family tree and Calvin’s parents having another adult to converse with, but as far as characterization goes Max felt pretty flat. I can see why Watterson didn’t bring him back