In my experience, people seem to have very bizarre memories from their time in high school. Most adults will rant and rave about how it was the best time of their life and how they wish they could just go back to that time. Frankly, high school sucked…and I think if you think really hard about what it was like, you will agree. For me, high school was a time of social awkwardness and an abundance of rules that were augmented by a sudden expectation of responsibility. High school wasn’t all bad, of course. I did have towers of chicks like Griff (probably). There were plenty of formative experiences that I wouldn’t change for the world, but I am interested in our ability to block out all the crappy parts and seemingly only remember the golden times many years later. It’s this ability to live within an idealized or downright constructed fiction of our past that this strip takes aim at. Is Griff crazy? A liar? Perhaps. More than that though, I think he’s just an optimist who makes the best of whatever situation he finds himself in.