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Here’s poor Tom again- Carlo put the guy through his paces, to be sure- a different look and situation every day…
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I used to belong to the Bluff City Canoe Club. Nice people. I was more of a kayaker, though, so I went off with kayakers. While I was a member, though, I did some cartoons for their newsletter. This is pretty standard when you’re a cartoonist. You join a group, you put your time and attention into the group, and eventually you use your one skill to add something to the group. And to show them that you’re NOT just a poor paddler, but a fine, fine cartoonist. Anyhow, here’s a twofer today! The first cartoon was a random, “Here, you can use this in the newsletter if you want. I’m thinking of drawing up a bunch of these and sending them to outdoors magazines.” The second was a sort of ‘Odd Couple with Boats’ theme that came up. I don’t know if there were ever any more than three or four of them drawn up.
I loved painting that mural on the wall at the bike shop. I got to sit up there and listen to some Ca-Raaaazy stuff.
Little late posting today. Grownup stuff interfered. Click on Vote Hubris and StumbleUpon to the right hand over there anyhow, willya? Just for me? Thanks. You guys are my favorites.
There’s a park here in town that I like. It has some nice trails- a couple of nice dirt trails for bikes and horses, a BMX track, and even a long paved trail for kids bikes, skateboards, joggers, walkers… you get the idea. There are lakes and meadows, playgrounds and parking lots. Even a disc golf course. It’s very fine, and we’re very lucky to have it. During the last economic boom, one of the major ‘development’ players tried to get the local government to hand the north edge of the park over to him for development, and that was horrifying. But worse is the fact that a lot of moneyed people live to the East of the park, while most of their jobs are on the West of the park. That leads to a lot of high-powered commuters pissed off because they’re trying to get to their jobs and the park is in the damned way. There are always plans to carve up the park (which runs on both sides of the main road thereabouts) to make commutes easier. The defeat of those plans will, of course, go on until the park is ruined- all it takes is one big setback and the park will begin it’s slide into oblivion. The fight to save the park sometimes includes editorial cartoons like the one below, which I did for a group working to save the park.
One wonders why folks that work downtown wouldn’t want to live a little closer to it, but that’s a whole ‘nother can o’ worms.
You’ve seen those ads… click on this and tell us why you should win, and you get a chance at… whatever it is we’re selling.
Earlier this year, I entered one through Outside Magazine (Don’t you love Outside magazine? Currently, the only reason I fear the demise of print and bookstores is magazines like Outside) that they’d partnered with Ford Explorer to promote. You wrote where you’d go if they’d loan you a brand new, fully loaded Ford Explorer. If they figured you had a good story, you’d get the Explorer and a film crew that’d follow you around like papparazzi and hope you’d do something worthy of a commercial.
It’s very exciting to enter such a thing. You get to daydream a little about what you’d do with the prize.
What’s better is when you get a call-back. The ad agency in charge of the promotion called me about my essay wherein I said my family and I would load that Explorer down with our boats, bikes, tents and such, then we’d go either East, West or North. We’re too far South for there to be much reason to go South. It just gets flatter and hotter that way. I figured, four of us + three directions to choose from= something would come up a winner.
That must have got the agency’s attention, ’cause like I said, they called me back for the next round of eliminations.
I yapped on as enthusiastically as I could- the logic being that they’d want somebody who’d yap to be on camera, right? Lots of sound bites to pick from. Lots of the stories were about me and my brother, whose family we had just met halfway across the country for an adventurous vacation. The agency asked if it’d be cool to call my brother, too. I said of course. Worst case scenario- neither of us would get the trip, best case scenario- we’d both get an Explorer and we could meet in the middle of the country AGAIN and have another cool trip and maybe wind up in a commercial… and there were all the possibilities in between.
Just to hedge our bets, I sent the above cartoon illustration featuring me, my brother and our various kids (and bigfoot). I should have included the wives, too, but they never seemed to want to talk to our wives. I thought that was odd.
Anyhow, it was the Worst case scenario this time around. Neither of us heard back except the one message saying that they hadn’t eliminated us yet. That was a while back, and the contest is long over, so I guess we got the point.
Time to go find another contest to enter.
Tried this story out at a campfire… twice. It worked once. You try. Let me know how it goes.
Say, you know the shortest scary story in the world, right? “The last man in the world sat in a room. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.”
I love that one. And if you tell it to kids around a campfire, and they’re not sufficiently creeped out, you can tell them that it was a woman that knocked. The little ones are then totally grossed out.
Here’s another ‘Big World’ cartoon I did. I have no particular reason for pulling two space-themed Big World cartoons so far. I thought most of them were more down-to-earth. Anyhow, I think it’s funny. Hope you do, too. Scroll back in ‘Other Cartoons’ if you’d like to see the earlier ‘Big World’.
