“Teem Beer”
Subtle. Mildly irritating. I like it.
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I’ve been kinda quiet here lately, and that’s a shame.
Fact is, I’m scrambling around getting ready for the inaugural NCSFest in Huntington Beach California.
It’s a big ol’ street fest full of cartoonists. We’d be happy for you to drop in, if you’re in the neighborhood. Or even if you’re not, for that matter.
One of the things I’ve been doing to get ready is this:
It’s the book that covers the stories just after the first Stanky Creek OutdoorFest. Click on it if you need a copy, of course. After the NCSFest, I may be updating it with some extras- so this might be the first edition of the third book that, one day, will be highly sought after by avid collectors of all things Hubris. Or not. You decide which one has a higher chance.
I also did a new Buckets book (The Buckets is my newspaper cartoon, in case any of you didn’t already know that. I bet you did, though). I’ll put a link to that somewhere, too. Eventually.
Hey, folks.
I didn’t get a cartoon done for you today because I’m getting Hubris Book 3 ready…
So you get a look at the Cover instead of the cartoon I didn’t do.
Feel free to point out any edits you’d like to suggest.
In the Hubris board game that I’ve started (and can’t find time to work on again lately), it’s entirely possible to use the strategy mentioned above.
You assign a second team member to gum up the works for the other teams, leaving your primary competitor with a better chance.
I learned that from those big bike races.
Well, that and ‘Talladega Nights’.
Oh, man. It’s another one of those serious cartoons that advances the plot.
Ewwww. Now, we’ll have to have a nematode race to shake off the mood.
So… this is becoming the longest Friday ever! By my reckoning, it’s been going on since July of last year.
That’s a longer Friday than that one in college when you went to that Thursday night thing and had to take those tests all hung over and then you had dinner with your parents and your aunt, and had to act all cheerful, then you had homework and a shift at work… Woo, that was a long Friday, but nothing like the first day of an OutdoorFest, by golly!
I just know that someday, Chick-Fil-A’s board of directors will be so far removed from the originator’s intent that they won’t be able to understand that not being able to get their sandwiches on Sunday actually makes them more desirable every…other…day.
And on that day, they will open on Sundays, and their inevitable slide into oblivion will begin.
And the board of directors will all still get their bonuses.
