Ziggy Foote is a big guy, and he gets noticed a lot.
That other fella, though… where the heck did he come from? Has he been here the whole time?
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2073 comics.
Oops.
In an attempt to get farther ahead on my schedule so that I can post comics early to Patreon patrons, I omitted to load this one up for the regular site! Not the first time that trying a new schedule just wrecked my old schedule.
Ah, well… Have a cartoon!
The Hometeam guys (guys? girls? entities?) don’t really seem to grasp the meaning behind business.
The meaning is, of course, in the broadest sense, “I don’t wish to farm the same property as my grandfathers and father.” or “If I work hard, I can spend time with my family, doing more than just eating and sleeping”. The meaning gets subsumed when both your vocation and avocation is to “achieve more income than you did yesterday.”
I’m not saying they’ve forgotten that. I’m speculating that they were born long after the society they live in had forgotten it, found it again, didn’t like the look of it, had the gardeners drop it in the composter, and mulched the rose garden on the south lawn with it.
Just who are we most threatened by, here? Enis? David? Paste? Hometeam? David’s investment group?
Heck no… just don’t get Dorothy involved, for heaven’s sake.
You gotta learn this stuff somewheres.
Skills come from somewhere. Who knows where that wellspring begins?
Might even be from an imaginary skunk ape. You never know.
I rarely get enough cartoons done before I take a vacation, and I rarely get as much work done during a vacation as I think I can.
And this time, I didn’t have a plan to cover coming home from an alligator-photographing trip to a house covered in ice, a ‘boil water’ order from the city, and a total lack of cable/internet.
So, for today and tomorrow at least, you get a photo of me at the put-in at Myakka, where, if you look closely over my shoulder- yes, that’s an alligator’s head in the water where my boat (the white plastic thing in the lower left corner there, was supposed to go. The alligator had other plans. We went the other direction.
The pot seems well and truly stirred now, folks!
Leave it to Daddy Biner to muddy the waters.
Sorry- this cartoon was supposed to have posted this past Friday, but the power went out… and the cable/internet went out… and I was getting ready for a trip…
Hm. Those are all the excuses I can think of.
Here’s a cartoon! I’ve only got two more for this week, but you’ll get ’em!
