Durnell’s not one to crush anyone’s dreams without good reason.
If the good reason happens to be that newspapers don’t pay money enough for people to live on, well, it’s not gonna be Durnell who kicks a guy like Clem when he’s down!
Nossir! He’s gonna tell him fair and square that they’ve got a good job for him the very minute that they lose their minds.
More to the point, though, they’ve got a crappy job for him right now.
It’s Official!
When Durnell says it’s over, by golly, it’s over.
At last.
Enis is going to do all by himself what it took all of Sportsmart to do for the first Outdoorfest. He’s going to gut it down to a T-shirt sale or something.
I went through all of last year’s Hubris cartoons this morning. I had to pick out twelve of them to submit to the NCS to try and get a nomination for the Silver Reuben for the Short Form Online Comic division.
I’ve been rushing the art for the past year in a way that bothers me. I won’t say that I’ve chosen quantity over quality, in an effort to make sure you guys get four cartoons a week, but I have cut some corners that, when looking through the whole pile all at once, make me think I can do better. And so, I will.
Just thought I’d let you know.
Of course people are proud of little bronze -colored plastic cups on faux-wooden stands. You EARN those things.
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