I signed a vendor contract today so I could do an illustration.
It was only a couple of pages long.
Cartoonists do NOT have elaborate vendor contracts. We mostly just sign away all our rights, and it’s done. Easy peasy.
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Aaaand now you know what 412 means.
Don’t you?
I can never tell. You guys are so good at following the little fiddly clues I hand out and guessing what the next thing that’ll happen is, I sometimes get vague, thinking you’ll follow along anyhow.
Ahhh. Getting back on schedule. If I gotta work, then everyone in the comic strip gets to work today… or at least take calls about work.
There you go. No Backsies!
Actually, for any of you guys who wonder about how this strip gets written, or at least plotted (IS there anyone like that?) The story when Mr. Smythe-Cholera first went rafting with his family and Hubris was supposed to be the precursor to today’s strip and the upcoming “Corporate Weekend.” Building all the weird circumstances in between seemed like it should only take me a couple of weeks or so, and I rolled along with it. Now here we are, heaven-knows-how-long down the road, finally touching on the first notes of that story I thought we’d be well into by now.
There you go.
For those of us in the U.S., happy Memorial Day. Remember folks like my Grandfather who was in WWII, although he never said if he was in any particular fighting… at least not when I was in earshot. He did, however, send home photos of ‘keep out’ signs on New Guinea. The signs were hung with human skulls. I assume this was well harrowing enough without doing any shooting at belligerent folks from opposing armies who would be shooting back and who presumably would NOT then go on to eat anyone. He didn’t seem to want to say much about any of it, by the time I was old enough to have any interesting questions. But he was my Grandpa, and he was really cool.
Here was the deal- when I put up The Tip Jar on the site, I figured I’d do a couple of bonus strips every fifty bucks or so. This is the third of four bonus strips I owe you guys (and I’m very pleased to owe it to you, believe me. I sort of worried that we’d never achieve the requisite numbers. Now, it looks as though I’ll owe you another couple of strips pretty soon) Keep up the frankly flattering work and I’ll do the same. Enjoy!
