Comic Transcripts

[[Woman seated at table]]

I know who I am.
Frustrated, stressed out, unmotivated.
And I know who I want to be.
Content, relaxed, productive.

But there’s this gulf between the two.
Filled with…nothing.
Fog.
It’s not even spikes.
It’s just…blankness.
I know how to cross the gulf, in the same way that I know how to address the President.
Theoretically.

But I guess I don’t want it bad enough on some level.
I want my comforts and my habits more.
So is this it?
Have I carved this sad little water-treading niche for myself forever?
I’ll get to sixty and look back and feel exactly like I do now except even more miserable and more regretful?

[[Man enters, addresses woman.]]

Man: I don’t think so.
Woman: Oh?
Man: I think you making it to sixty is wildly optimistic.

{{header: gaze over the WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: Be specific with your goals: Content, relaxed, productive, AND piloting a rocketship.}}

#828; In which Willis is not Helping transcribed by in

[[Woman seated at table]]

I know who I am.
Frustrated, stressed out, unmotivated.
And I know who I want to be.
Content, relaxed, productive.

But there’s this gulf between the two.
Filled with…nothing.
Fog.
It’s not even spikes.
It’s just…blankness.
I know how to cross the gulf, in the same way that I know how to address the President.
Theoretically.

But I guess I don’t want it bad enough on some level.
I want my comforts and my habits more.
So is this it?
Have I carved this sad little water-treading niche for myself forever?
I’ll get to sixty and look back and feel exactly like I do now except even more miserable and more regretful?

[[Man enters, addresses woman.]]

Man: I don’t think so.
Woman: Oh?
Man: I think you making it to sixty is wildly optimistic.

{{header: gaze over the WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: Be specific with your goals: Content, relaxed, productive, AND piloting a rocketship.}}

#828; In which Willis is not Helping transcribed by in

[[Woman seated at table]]

I know who I am.
Frustrated, stressed out, unmotivated.
And I know who I want to be.
Content, relaxed, productive.

But there's this gulf between the two.
Filled with...nothing.
Fog.
It's not even spikes.
It's just...blankness.
I know how to cross the gulf, in the same way that I know how to address the President.
Theoretically.

But I guess I don't want it bad enough on some level.
I want my comforts and my habits more.
So is this it?
Have I carved this sad little water-treading niche for myself forever?
I'll get to sixty and look back and feel exactly like I do now except even more miserable and more regretful?

[[Man enters, addresses woman.]]

Man: I don't think so.
Woman: Oh?
Man: I think you making it to sixty is wildly optimistic.

{{header: gaze over the WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: Be specific with your goals: Content, relaxed, productive, AND piloting a rocketship.}}

Be specific with your goals: Content, relaxed, productive, AND piloting a rocketship.

Applications open for Genius Northwest – an IRL gaming competition

Last year, I participated in Genius Northwest, a gaming competition inspired by the Korean gameshow The Genius and its ilk.

It’s a reality show without the cameras — a 3-day, all-inclusive weekend retreat structured around a series of challenges and puzzles, in which personalities and dealmaking matter as much as playing games.

It’s truly a remarkable thing. I came in dead last in the competition, but I still had a great time participating.

The event is held annually in the Pacific Northwest (hence the name) and applications are now open to participate in the 2026 competition!

Learn more — and apply — at GeniusNW.com.


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