Cthula is one of THOSE dog owners.
You don’t want them at festivals.
Especially if you’re wearing sandals.
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Have you seen the videos of people slack-lining tandem? It’s nuts. Either they have to be in a sort of lockstep that causes no wave action in the strap, or they bounce around like… well, like a cartoon.
Or like me when I was fifteen and broke my ankle while on a trampoline with a kid that outweighed me. That slingshot action is tough, man. Very tough.
I video’d myself drawing this one- in that stop-motion sorta video, so it only takes, like, 28 seconds to letter and draw the whole thing. It’s nuts. Anyhow, it’s available to see if you’re a Patron of Hubris at Patreon. It’ll show up in your email inbox and you can look at it.
Or you could go looking around online, I guess. It’s out there somewhere.
Anyhow, I penciled really quick because I was afraid the video would be boring if I didn’t move along. I had fun making all the decisions as I inked instead of working them out more carefully in pencil first.
One of these days, I’ll pencil a whole strip slow and easy and video that for you while I talk about the aforementioned decisions made as I draw. That’ll be fun. Patrons will know when it’s ready. It’ll show up in your email.
I always think there are probably a lot more people planning on suing the Powerball lotto than there are winning it.
The discs on the front of the judge’s table are a li’l tip of the hat to the Stanky Creek Outdoorfest board game I work on now and again. I haven’t had a chance to, lately, with all the corporate work to do, but one’a these days soon, by golly, I’m going to get the next set of changes made to it…
…and start testing again. There’s a lot of testing that goes into games.
Okay, so in the movie version of the OutdoorFest, who will play Cthula?
Go.
So I’ve gotten to the point in my recovery where all the blood that escaped a vein and poured into the interstices of my hip and other bits has, because of gravity and other irritating realities, pooled in my calf and ankle.
It was less uncomfortable when it was spread out through my whole leg and hip. I mean, it’s a lot of goo to fit in such a little space where it doesn’t belong. Also, while I’m probably getting better at the same rate I’ve been tripping along at, the bit that’s still healing is more and more localized as I go.
I’ve seen the comments you guys have made, and I realize that I don’t have it a fraction as bad as a lot of people, and of course, I sit at a drawing table and a computer on many days, so it’s not like I have to load tractors with sacks of barley or something…
What it all boils down to is that I needed a thing in this space and all I can think about is how much my dang calf aches.
I guess most of you regular responders can identify everyone? No peeking at the tags first!
For any newer readers… you might have to read the archives a bit.
I think Cthula must have seen that bulldog that skates.
Have you seen it? Good video.
You remember back in the original Muppet movie? When Orson Welles signs the Muppets to the standard Fame and Fortune contract?
I worry about how many people really think those kinds of contracts are out there waiting to be signed.
