Jacquée seems to be fairly unflappable.
Maybe being hit in the head with a Mal flapped her a little, but she’s still on the job, and that’s what matters.
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Well, all praise to John Lotshaw and his many and varied mad skillz.
He’s got the site back up and running! I left Friday’s cartoon up for a bit longer so those who weren’t up at the crack of dawn last Friday could see it here.
And now here’s this cartoon for you, too.
Cross your fingers, there’s still some mopping up to do on the site.
Remember, if it craps out again, jump over to Patreon, pledge a buck a month or something, and you’ll get all the cartoons emailed to you with links to the larger files over there. They even show up a day early, most times.
There’s a line in one of those James Bond themes… “If you think you’ve won, you never saw me change the game that we’ve been playing”
Paste, though, isn’t playing logrolling, or even playing Outdoorfest.
You know what game he’s playing.
I went to visit my oldest son at college over the weekend.
I miss college.
He, being in it, doesn’t miss it. He just wishes it’d give him a miss now and again, I think.
You guys read a lot of webcomics, right?
Ever read SpaceTrawler? Oooooh, it’s a good ‘un.
So, the poison ivy that I mentioned a while back. Turns out… the poison ivy had ceased to be the problem. I had either scratched, or picked up some dirt and crud during a fall on the trails or… who knows. Cellulitis. My leg swelled up and was turning an angry horrific purple-y red. And I finally went to the doctor. My family is waiting for our new insurance to kick in, so I limped to one of those Doc-In-The-Box things at a pharmacy (thinking it was probably cheaper than visiting my regular doctor. And faster, which seemed to be important by the time I panicked and went.) The Doc in the box was a very nice lady who sent me to the clinic straight down the street as fast as I could safely get there. Some of you might remember the blood clot horror earlier this year. I sure as hell did while getting myself to the clinic. Now it’s been a couple of days on antibiotics and I’m not quite so concerned that I’ll got to sleep and wake up dead.
There was a funny spin I was going to put on this, but all I got now is a Public Service Announcement. I don’t know whether it should be “always have insurance”, or “don’t scratch poison ivy”, or “If you have poison ivy, don’t let your offroad unicycle fling you into a tree, and thence to the dirt.” or “Don’t wait til it’s too late, go to the Doc-In-The-Box” or what the heck the message is, but by golly, there’s a message here somewhere.
How about “Ride Hard, Keep Clean, Marry a Doctor.” No, that can’t be it…
My cousin lost a house in a tornado.
Well, you know… she didn’t LOSE it. She still knew where it was. It just wasn’t where she left it.
As tragic as all that tornado damage was (and it was really bad), I’ve enjoyed the use of that joke for many years now.
And now, I’ve passed it on to Jacquée, who needed its use. And you, should you ever have the opportunity to say that you’ve ‘lost’ something that you still can go find if you really need to.
