Gaby Griggs is the artist behind Toast and Triangles, a comic series that mixes simple drawings with clever humor. Using colorful stick-figure characters shaped like circles, triangles, and other playful forms, she creates stories that are both funny and relatable.
Gaby's comics explore everyday situations with a twist: dealing with writer’s block, receiving compliments, navigating life with a disability, or simply capturing the awkward moments we all experience. Her work is a reminder that even the smallest moments can carry both comedy and connection.
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Reminds me of a shopping trip to Payless Shoesource when I was young. I brought a pair of shoes up to my mom and said "Can I get these? They're cheap." The middle-aged customer service rep/cashier immediately came over from the aisle next door and corrected me: "They aren't CHEAP, they are INEXPENSIVE!" A lesson I will never forget and laughingly employ when shopping with friends and family to this day, 40+ years later.
Spend the entire rest of the day trying to work out if it was a real genuine compliment, or some sort of coded "you suck" presented as something that sounds like a compliment. Then lie in bed staring at the ceiling all night long *still* going over it. What did you do to deserve a compliment? What did you do to annoy them to the point of wanting to tell you that you suck, but in a passive-aggressive way. That's it, isn't it? I suck. Something I did su*ks. Because nobody randomly offers compliments these days... unless they want something... what could they want? Or maybe I do just suck? Am I okay with that? Maybe, I think I suck too. But.... [and so on, until the alarm signals that it is time to get up]
This is my attitude to programming these days. I'm good at it when I get going, but these days it seems harder and harder to get "in the zone". Far too many distractions. Take *right* *now* for example. The next window down is the stack is the beginnings of a parser (I won't bore you with details) but, hey, something new to look at on BP. After having looked at The Register, XKCD, and noted that the world is still a mess by whipping through The Guardian headlines (but not reading the stories because it's all too depressing - except the guy who is the air guitar world champion, I didn't even know there was such a thing). As for my code? Well, maybe tomorrow... But I'll grumble about it. Make tea. Mow the lawn. Grumble some more. You know how it goes, right?
I get it. And working from home, without anyone looking over your shoulders, amplifies the problem. Dogs, snacks, bathroom, postal delivery, package delivery (gotta be opened NOW even though I know what is inside) etc.
Load More Replies...Personal Pet Theory: A good looking ID card/passport photo is a fake. If, instead, you look bleary-eyed and like the cat shagged your head while you were sleeping, then it's a real photo.
LOL!! The ONE photo of myself that I was never able to dis was the one on my driver's license, taken at age 25. I looked d**n good. I have NEVER ever liked any other picture of me.
Load More Replies...I can only sleep on my side. But because of my back, I turn over loads of times in the night. Sometimes I have to get up and go for a walk and then I can settle down again without so much back pain...and hope I can still get some sleep.
POV: It's allergy season and your snot did that annoying thing where it goes down the throat.
