Ever had a smoker smile knowingly and tell you to never start smoking? It’s that confident self-awareness that turns up occasionally that I like. If you need ME to be completely self-aware, there’s a problem. I can’t see past my own giant cartoonist ego. I’m sure that I’m back there somewhere, though. I’m probably a really nice guy, too. I’ll let you know, as soon as anyone finds out.
Funny story for you- My brother wore a wrist-to-ankle jumpsuit, gloves, boots, and a big rubber mask around Halloween (Now called “Cosplay for Candy.” You heard it here first). He did a funny thing at a local park’s party where they had piles of hay bales, scarecrows, and pumpkins as decorations. He flopped face down in a pile of hay that some kids had left strewn around in their ongoing straw fight through the park. When the kids ran back around to his pile of hay, one of them grabbed him by the foot, thinking he was one of the scarecrows that they were swinging around at one another. As the kid reached for his foot, my brother jumped up and yelled, “Aaargh!”
The kid fell straight backward from his heels as his scarecrow bludgeon came to life and shrieked. I have personally never seen anyone so stunned as that before or since, and that includes people who were unconscious before they hit the floor.
I wasn’t going to draw Lowell trying to seat himself at the table with everyone. You can imagine it every bit as well, and maybe better, than I could have drawn it for you. Eww, you got a filthy mind.
Okay, here’s a DOUBLE DUTY Throwback Thursday. Brian is a Patron, as in “he went to the Patreon page and became a Patron.” And so, he gets a thing. In this case, the thing is the only Hubris skydiving cartoon I can recall doing. I don’t think I ever colored it and put it on the site, even though it’s from the syndicate packages that I did back around 2001, so it’s been available to be on the site for a long time. Anyhow, Brian is a skydiver and he’s a Patron at the level where you get yourself an autographed original Hubris cartoon, so he gets it. You guys get a photo of it.
But of course, you could go to the Patreon page, become a Patron, and get things for yourselves.
Yeah, it’s easy to say “Wow, Lowell is a crappy neighbor.” But when you’re of a clearer mind, it’s ALSO easy to say, “Wow, Paste is a really, really crappy neighbor.”
So… CrazyAl came up with Ouija?
You have to have the proper balance of personalities to play a good game. Or maybe playing games properly leads to having a balanced personality.
Chips and Dip. Is that a thing? Do young couples still bring chips and dip to get-togethers, or is there some fancy hip new thing I don’t know about? Cheese and spiced hams? Organic fruits and locally sourced Hummus? Cheetoes?
It’s true. Most folks do NOT wanna hear what you want, any more than you want to hear what they want. Of course, that’s crazy talk to the average teenager, who knows darn good and well everyone’s running around this planet just dying to know what they think. Secretly, of course.
I don’t have any police officer friends at the moment. So I have to use the vocabulary I learn from television and movies to fill in their dialogue.
In this day and age, we hear over and over again that police dramas and procedurals are rife with inaccurate science, outlandish technology, and absurd conversations and situations.
I believe it. Over the years I’ve seen television shows about cartoonists come and go. That is to say, I’ve seen television shows about people who occasionally say they’re cartoonists. If the wild inaccuracies of the cartoon sitcoms (Ted Knight drawing his comic strip with a puppet on his drawing hand, holding the pencil in its mouth, for instance) are anything like the wild inaccuracies of police shows, then it’s entirely possible that none of us have the slightest idea what policemen and women do or say all day long.
I have said all that in order to say all this: I apologize if police officers don’t actually travel a ‘beat’ while on duty.
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