It’s been a while since I’ve drawn a complete blank as to what to write in this space.
No, wait! I know! “Hey! Don’t forget to check out TSOJ’s blog!“
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I’m going to try and get all the Volunteers who filled out the applications into the storyline at least twice… and that means occasionally dropping people into competitions they didn’t specify on their sheets.
Y’all say “Hey” to Claude. He’ll be back again at some point.
What sound does it make when a pedestrian is run over in a Vulcan street?
T’POW!
That’s funny, ain’t it?
You nearly got a black and white cartoon today. I went back to play Boatball (think sandlot kayak polo) today, and gosh, loading up boats and gear, then driving a half hour to the lake where the game is, then playing the game til the sun starts to set and then packing away, driving home (and stopping off for dinner) eats up a lot of time I usually try to burn up making Hubris.
On the other hand, I’ll have some photos of boatball to show you guys at some point.
That may not be the ‘other hand’. It might just be part of the first hand.
My youngest kid’s school had the first day of classes. I got up early… as early as I did last school year and the year before that… so as not to be in the way when everyone else got up and needed the bathroom and the kitchen. Half hour or forty five minutes early, and suddenly I’m exhausted! And of course today’s cartoon is filled with fiddly bits.
Chances are there’s a typo or two and lots of coloring issues. Feel free to track ’em down. I’m going to bed.
We’re about to start catching up on all the Patreon mailouts and updates to the site here.
If you’ve got anything you want us to take a look at, now’s a good time to point it all out.
Thanks!
We can rarely say what the outcomes of our actions will be, especially in the long term.
One might plan, for instance, to cover a lot of people in glop and aim a camera on them as they rush headlong into a swamp. The outcome you want is to come away with wonderful and hilarious video entertainment for a television show.
Somehow, though, you forget that the effect of a lot of people running into an area not usually traveled by large numbers at once has more to do with the people than it has with the amount of Costco brand canned dog food they’re wearing.
And your plan goes phut. (a word I credit to P.G. Wodehouse, and well done sir!)
On the other hand, that’s the short term. That swamp race goes on til night, y’know. And ‘long term’ might just take it’s own sweet time…
Old man ain’t gonna get his shopping done going the way he’s going.
Y’all scroll down. I got a video for you.
“Please don’t feed the animals.” There are signs all over the place like that. At the zoo, at national parks… not usually at the swamp, but we should all know better by now, anyhow.
It’s been a long, long Monday.
Go ahead and assume that what’s written here is as clever and glib as anything I’ve ever said. I mean, that’s what I sat down to write.
I shall rest up for tomorrow’s comment.
