Did you see this coming? Last year, did you say, “I wonder when Stanky Creek will raise its shaggy head again?”
Not sure I did, really.
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Welcome Back, Mr. Mittleif.
This was almost a Return of the Crossing Guard cartoon, but he’s not nearly as funny as Rick.
You don’t get a cutesy cartoon out of me very often.
Savor it. Saaaaaavor.
If you’re seeing today’s cartoon in black and white, you’re seeing it before I finally get the chance to color it. If you’re seeing it in color, you’re from the FUTURE!!
Also, everything you see in the cartoon was done on an iPad in ProCreate. I do NOT have the hang of ProCreate. Some cartoonists, however, do. I will be one of them one day. In the FUTURE. This, I vow.
You’ve been in meetings like that, right? Planning new projects, or parties, or programs… and the plans overshoot what you need, then overshoot what you were hoping for, then they overshoot what lies within the powers of mortal mankind.
Then you gotta dial it back to “Well, we’ve got enough budget to get four dozen balloons and a chicken nuglet platter from Chick-Fil-A instead.”
So, I’ve got this doctor thing tomorrow. And I can’t have caffeine all day today, right? So, I haven’t.
There’s probably a conclusion to that idea, but for the life of me, I can’t figure out what the hell it is.
Time is all weird, and I can feel the great grandmother of all headaches coming, I feel like I need a nap, and by tomorrow morning, when I haven’t had enough caffeine to make a neuron jiggle, I’m supposed to do some kind of stress test and run on a treadmill.
And I bet I know what the result of the test will be. That I can never have sweet, sweet caffeine again.
Goodbye, thoughts. It’s been nice having you.
Sundays are weird. It’s like they’re a different kind of thing than the other six days of the week.
Do you feel that? Or is it just ’cause I’ve been doing comic strips so long that the format change has crept into the feeling of the day itself?
I’m personally down to two kayaks, and the parts aren’t interchangeable, so they’re safe for the moment.
Neither one is a Pyranha Acro-Bat 270. By gosh, I miss that ol’ boat.
I grabbed a different brush today. You might not think about high-end watercolor brushes, and the fact that they wear out.
I caught myself working with a newer brush and really enjoying all the snap and the little tiny lines it can make.
Every career has its little things like that- the sort of thing that people in different careers can’t be aware of. That’s fun to think about.
I’m trying to eat healthier these days.
Easter time is NOT an optimal time for that kind of thing. Waaaay too many candy eggs around.
