I wasn’t going to draw Lowell trying to seat himself at the table with everyone. You can imagine it every bit as well, and maybe better, than I could have drawn it for you. Eww, you got a filthy mind.
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Okay, here’s a DOUBLE DUTY Throwback Thursday. Brian is a Patron, as in “he went to the Patreon page and became a Patron.” And so, he gets a thing. In this case, the thing is the only Hubris skydiving cartoon I can recall doing. I don’t think I ever colored it and put it on the site, even though it’s from the syndicate packages that I did back around 2001, so it’s been available to be on the site for a long time. Anyhow, Brian is a skydiver and he’s a Patron at the level where you get yourself an autographed original Hubris cartoon, so he gets it. You guys get a photo of it.
Yeah, it’s easy to say “Wow, Lowell is a crappy neighbor.” But when you’re of a clearer mind, it’s ALSO easy to say, “Wow, Paste is a really, really crappy neighbor.”
You have to have the proper balance of personalities to play a good game. Or maybe playing games properly leads to having a balanced personality.
Chips and Dip. Is that a thing? Do young couples still bring chips and dip to get-togethers, or is there some fancy hip new thing I don’t know about? Cheese and spiced hams? Organic fruits and locally sourced Hummus? Cheetoes?
And you finally get to see the second of the Kara-Being-Uptight-and-Motherly cartoons that just never seemed to fit the feel of the comic as it’s now evolved. And so, it was never inked, never colored, and never posted… til now.
How many times have I started conversations with my kids, or arranged meetings, or gone somewhere to accomplish something- and thought I had a reason. Sometimes, more than one reason. I like it when errands are done with, like, at least three reasons in mind.
And then, you get the point when you realize that your reasons break down one by one, and finally… You’re at Target SuperStore for, essentially, whatever you see that you can buy and make it look like you didn’t discover that you were on a fool’s errand the whole time. Poptarts and a diet Mountain Dew. Y’know, like you meant to come in for that. Maybe a Cadbury egg or two, in season.
I’ve gotta do a little more research. You know… about the arrest thing. And where WNBR goes on. And chafing. Gotta know about that.
If anyone (and in my case, it was my kids) calls you out on what you just stated (in my case it was, “Take a bath”, I think), sometimes your best recourse is to ask, “Did you think I was lying, kidding, or wrong?” Because, think about it. If you ask someone something, or tell someone something, and they balk at either obeying or believing, then they must have thought you were… follow along here… lying, kidding, or wrong. There’s not another option, unless you were thinking ‘Sarcasm’ could be available.
Now, when my kids were young and I told them to do something, and they didn’t… I could ask them to tell me which one of these things I was. And they had no answer because they knew they’d ignored me not for one of those reasons, but because they’re humans with their own minds. They didn’t want to take a bath. Or clean their rooms, or whatever it was.
Feel free to go and sit around the campfire with your favorite intoxicating beverage one night and work out the solution to that problem. I’d suggest applying it to politics in general, which is always a good starting point for solving the world’s problems.
(oh, admit it. If you’ve ever been camping, you KNOW that all the world’s problems can be solved while sitting around a campfire intoxicated)