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Originally, last week’s comic was going to contain both the witches AND the results of their potion, but the idea was too long to put into a single strip. So I split it up. Also, I have no idea why I decided to draw a kitten in Winslow’s pants. It just felt like the right thing to do, you know? Winslow likes cats, so I don’t think he really minds.

So I guess if this year’s sci-fi action tickler Looper has taught us anything, it’s that no actor is as well-equipped to go back in time and talk to some dummies about life as Bruce Willis.

Dear Mr. Angelis,

First of all, we on the Newbery Committee would like to congratulate you on the success of your recent novel, “Zeus in Sneakers.” Many of us were deeply moved by your poignant portrait of life as a Greek-American teen in the late ’60s, with one member going so far as to call it “the most real and authentic portrayal of the post-immigrant experience in America that I’ve ever read.” Obviously, we believe your book to be of real merit to America’s children, and would love to give you our endorsement by presenting you with this year’s Newbery Medal. There’s just one problem with your book, Mr. Angelis, one oversight we’re hoping we can convince you to correct: it features absolutely no dead dogs that teach kids that they, too, will one day die.

This whole scenario is a problem waiting to happen. Winslow should not have gone to witches for help with his relationship hangups, and he sure as hell shouldn’t have given them Little Winslow as payment. I don’t know who’s in more trouble: Winslow, or the witches. Because everyone knows Little Winslow has the upper hand here. He’s a bundle of amazing in a tiny package!