We’re doing the Bob Newhart thing again today.
If you don’t know what that means, you go get a copy of ‘The Button Down Mind of Bob Newhart’ in whatever format you like. I think the original release was on wax cylinder. It’s good, though. Someday, when all albums are sold by instantaneous thought transfer, people will still be like, “Well, I guess I gotta buy the Bob album again…”
I’ve been doing cartoons for a long time. In the family strip I do, The Buckets, I’ve had lots of time to study various human traits and weave them into the humor.
You may have noticed the same things I have, but because of non-cartooning reasons.
Stuff like- People rarely seem to understand when the humor is about them. And, people seem to hate worst in others the traits that they don’t like in themselves (and that often define their own behavior) And, of course, nobody much likes it when they have to think about the psychology behind the comic strips to get the gag.
And cartoonists are apparently full of themselves.
Oh, Gosh. I seem to be a week late on my cartoon all of a sudden.
Sorry about that, guys!
Most of us don’t do much based on who someone else is. We won’t argue the point just because someone else showed up wanting an argument, either. We’ll argue the point because we showed up for an argument, though, and we ain’t leavin’ ’til we get it! Heck, yeah.
Just for the record. I’m not a Bob, though I know some people who seem to be. They’re very nice, and I’m not at all envious. Much.
Don’t ask me where Bob got money. Don’t ask me if he knows the value of money. Don’t ask because that’s a script detail, and you guys always seem to guess them before I can get to them anyhow. Clever bunch, you are.
I’ve tried a couple of different kinds of protein pancakes. First was a recipe that a personal trainer had come up with. Kinda tricky, and I never got it right. The other is a commercial brand, and I figure there’s probably not as much protein in there as they say there is. You watch. “Protein” is the new ‘Gluten Free’ or ‘No Trans Fats’. Big seller.
I can write ‘Morning People’ (or, as they can alternately be called, ‘Not Evening People’) pretty well since I am one.
When I was in college, I tried being an evening person. You know, staying up til all hours trying to get projects finished for classes.
It wasn’t until after I graduated and discovered (through an odd series of events) that I did much better work much faster in the mornings than I did at night when everyone else was grabbing coffees and getting down to brass tacks.
What should have been a dead giveaway to my inability to work at night is that, unless I was careful to prepare myself with attitude and caffeine, I would start becoming useless by ten or eleven. Work slowed to a crawl and as the night wore on, I found myself thinking I heard voices or that there were people in the apartment with me, or I would just waken hunched over my drawing board with a tiny, intricate scribble in place of what I had, moments before and unconsciously, believed to be a finished drawing of a fish.
So there you go. If you have a magic trick that needs doing around Hubris, knock his hat off.
The old phrase, “You’re Never Alone” is supposedly comforting, right?
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