You know you’re not trying to get anywhere particular if you’re surprised to discover… a trail underfoot.
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Hey, Rick, assess the risk of accepting a job of assessing risk at a big faceless insurance company.
…That bad, huh?
Paperwork… WORK. It’s in the name.
Leave it to Bob that turning a profit would be too much trouble, especially when the money is right there in your face.
They say that good health comes from good habits.
Dang. Why can’t we get anything good coming from our bad habits? It’s not fair.
No, wait… it is. I just don’t LIKE it that way.
Awwwww. That’s sweet.
Hubris is still alive.
Nice, right?
Business-wise, I’m an idiot.
I don’t mention Patreon here enough, and I haven’t even updated the Patreon button over there on the left hand side of the screen.
The picture today is November in the calendar I sent out to the Patrons in 2021. This year, I’m sending out ConCards packs (which started off, a long while back) as a card game based on the Great Stanky Creek Outdoorfest storyline, and grew legs.
So, in the name of business, and trying to keep the Hubris comic strip going, I present you today with a calendar image, and the news that, if you’re a Patron in one of the tiers that involves sending in your mailing address, you get ConCards for Christmas.
Aaaand I’m still trying to get the Hubris puppet animations done. It’s trickier than I thought, and the guy who was helping me is now moving to Dallas to work for a huge corporation.
Whew. I gotta get a life.
How hard a name is “Bob” to remember? Mal is a manager, and one important managerial skill is to remember names, isn’t it?
Also, being succinct is a managerial skill. And he doesn’t really seem to have that one down, either…
You know, Mal may not be a good manager. Did anyone catch that before now? Hmmm.
He must have used other skills to get where he was at Sportsmart.
We should think of what those skills might have been.
And then maybe go looking for the bodies… or at least the forms for when they were fired, and why.
That list is gonna get longer, Whattaya wanna bet?
Oops. Lowell Expected.
You know how it goes- you think a little, find a thought you like, fixate on it, expectations form around the thought… and then someone lights a fire under the whole thing.
I’ve been there and done that. Possibly you have too.
The glass guys know what they’re doing. The OGS windows need replacing pretty often, don’t they?
