Posts Tagged Nikki
Is everyone getting ready for Christmas? I’m getting new skate shoes.
You can tell they’re mine, because they have extra ankle support and are large enough to fit over an ankle brace, besides.
I figured won’t be much longer that I’ll either have to quit skating or have one of those surgeries where they replace bits of you.
Cyborg Cartoonist. Sounds kinda cool.
So, there’s a podcast called ‘Comics Alternative’, with the requisite website and Facebook page and it’s available on iTunes. By all means, check ’em out! Their latest podcast has their review of this very webcomic. I’m flattered that the hosts took the time to level their expert eyes on Hubris. I will admit that they framed out a lot of perfectly true things about Hubris and how my background influences the way its produced. They also seem to have a good bead on some design decisions that have been made about backgrounds over time. Over all, they were pretty complimentary about Hubris, I guess. Meaning they didn’t say anything nasty or unwarranted, or maybe that they said things that flattered me because… well, YOU guys know why. You all come back and read every cartoon, and you usually have some pretty shrewd guesses as to where things are going story-wise. It’s flattering when someone reads what you do and takes the time and energy to understand it all the way through.
Fun! Check out Comics Alternative!
There is an old saying, “If mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy.”
“Mama” could be a lot of different people, depending on who you are. Including yourself.
Sorry about yesterday’s lack of update. I had a long return from a caricature event waaaay out in another state. After spending just at 13 hours trying to get myself home at the whims of airlines, airplanes and witless chance that rule the fate of all of us, I arrived back in the bosom of my family and without the ability to think straight. I utterly forgot that I’d intended to at least scan in some sketches and upload some photos with which to entertain you.
In other words, I staggered in, put some food in my mouth, and fell into bed in the kind of stupor that only air travel can produce in otherwise snappy folk.
It’s true. Most folks do NOT wanna hear what you want, any more than you want to hear what they want. Of course, that’s crazy talk to the average teenager, who knows darn good and well everyone’s running around this planet just dying to know what they think. Secretly, of course.
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.
Yeah, I know… Native American, ‘How’… it’s racist and all. But Kelly wanted to know ‘how’, so…
I’m lazy. But I’ll defend my use of the title.
So, if I was in that Costner movie, my name would have been ‘Lazy With A Fist’.





















