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Page 4, in which the conflict is revealed, and the writer Steve has to admit that his dreams look a lot like everyone else’s dreams.
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Page 3 of the fun.
Well, the visit from Mom has been nice, but I’m tired of drawing them inside the store. Time for her to go home and I think I want to draw some more bikes and skateboards. Or something sillier. You’ll have to wait til Monday to see what pops up. Don’t forget to come back here over the weekend. Flapdoodle will update for you, and if they FINALLY get our new skatepark open, maybe I can break a bone to photograph.
Don’t forget to StumbleUpon or Google+ us, and Vote Hubris. If we can get a large enough regular following, I might be able to print up some helmet/board/computer monitor stickers to send around and give away. Thanks, kiddies!
Now, go play outside!
Here’s page 2 of Flapdoodle. The pacing is a little weird. I take a whole page to pretty much deliver one joke. There are only four more pages to come, and they may be a little cramped, what with me using page two for one gag and a little backstory. But you’ll see. Stick around.
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The local cartoonist group is the MidSouth Cartoonist Association, begun in 1989 or so. It’s been through a lot of forms over the years- headed up by newspaper cartoonists alternating with comicbook folk, and with seemingly random influxes of just about every kind of cartoonist there is. Good People All.
Anyhow, they being who they are, decided that a comic book is a much better business card than… a business card. So from one of the group’s business cards, here’s the first page of my contribution. It’s six pages, so the next six Off-Hubris days will be your 1/6th dose of Flapdoodle:
Look. Family dynamic, fiscal responsibility, AND skating in the same cartoon. I know, right?
Also… in my head, Hubris’ stepdad’s name is pronounced all French Canadian… “Dah-Vee”. But maybe I’m just not happy with the performance of my retirement portfolio, and I’m lookin’ to taunt some brokers.
So. Your feet and what you put on them to go into the water…
In the photo above you’ll see, at the top left, my old wetsuit boots. They were acquired for scuba diving. Tricky to get on, and meant to have flippers put on over them. They’re TIGHT. I tried using them for kayaking- it made sense, right? Wetsuit boots. Turns out that they slide around really badly on wet river rocks and you can (and I nearly did) crack your tailbone OFF wearing these things in a river.
No problem. I bought a new pair (next pair to the right) that had zippers! Zippers are good, as I was hurting myself trying to wriggle into those scuba boots. To keep the zippers from unzipping, they also have velcro straps. And •voila• they have felt bottoms that are amazingly good at letting you walk on slimy river rocks. Very nice. But the style quotient is so low as to open the wearer to public ridicule. I was young and my ego couldn’t take it. I got one of the first pair of Teva wethikers. They’re not pictured here as I ordered them online, and subsequently they didn’t fit well (there are advances that have been made and now getting a better fit is a high-tech thang on some websites like, I believe, Merril’s) Anyhow, they tore up my feet and they were early in wethiker technology and they came apart on my later.
The purple pair above were given to me by a buddy. He’d ordered them, they didn’t fit, he ordered something he liked better and I got the purple booties. I had to quit wearing them when all my gear wound up being purple at one point. Plus, these things were early in their manufacturer’s attempts at wetshoes, too. There were better choices.
The boats I was paddling at that time were getting smaller, too. (Savage Fury… anyone remember these boats? woo. Anklebuster. And I was part owner of a squirt boat.) so I started wearing neosocks, and just having to hobble on the stony ground. One pair had a sole of sorts. Number 5 above. They’re okay.
Then, of course, I broke down and joined the Sandal crowd. I mean, really… sandals are the original shoes after all. I got some nice ones, and found that the cheap ones would occasionally work out, but the more expensive, techy ones were probably worth the extra coin. There’s the pair I wore on the Grand Canyon, in the photo next to last.
The final pair of shoes I also got for the Canyon. They were some of the few pairs that fit me at the Outdoors Outlet store- my size is pretty common and they’re hard to find at outlet prices. I fear that these were in the Outlet store because they sold very poorly. Probably the only reason they haven’t come apart completely is that I don’t rely on them all the time.
I’ve mentioned another pair of wetshoes I used to have- those DID get used all the time. They were a pair of 5•10 Nemo shoes. Don’t go looking, they’re not still being made, despite being stylish enough (for wetshoes), cheap enough, well-wearing enough and dependable until the very very end. I proved that by wearing them hard and long until they actually disintegrated off my feet during a Whitewater Rescue Class- right after I’d been bragging that they were the thing I was most glad to have.
Soooooo… What do YOU like to wear when your feet have to be wet?
Well! We’re at 150 Hubris comic strips in the archive now! Cool! Or, in the case of today’s cartoon, Kühl! (they make tough, outdoorsy, farm and/or quasi-military looking pants and such) Ha.
Thanks for being here. I hope you’ve read all the Hubris there is so far, and will stick around for the next 150. Next month, I’m going to run some of the old original ‘Because It’s There’ cartoons featuring Hubris because this website will have been around for… ONE YEAR! We’re just slapping milestones around here at the Hubriscomics.
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