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Well, I had hoped to post this about twelve hours ago, but you know how that goes. Or, if you didn’t know- now you do.
Visiting Scott Stantis is great. He’s one of the sharpest people I know, and would make a much better business of Hubris than I have so far. But with his shining example, maybe I can get myself into a better gear. Or maybe I’ll just make an effort to hang out with him more. It’s a worthwhile thing to do. If YOU know any editorial cartoonists, go ask ’em how their day is and listen to the answers.
Here’s another Extra comic! And the latest Patreon goodies went out today- finally. Thanks for being patient. One is on it’s way to France. I hope I copied out the address correctly. Yikes.
If you’re a Patron of Hubris, and you haven’t gotten your goodies- let me know. One of them came back last time, and it’s on its return journey now.
If you think you might have missed a comic- you might be right. And even if you don’t think you missed a comic, you might have. I posted two yesterday. I’m trying to catch up on my Extra strips that I owe you nice folks for donating at the Tip Jar.
As always, it’s much appreciated, and, as always, I wish I could knock these things out faster so that you could have them, and there’d still be time for my usual day job and sleep and raising my kids and all that guff.
So… still got another one pencilled and ready to ink. Gonna get up early tomorrow, but there’s no guarantees it’ll be up early. But maybe you get one on Thursday this week. Y’know, ’cause you’re special. And generous.
Here’s one of your extra comics! Sorry it took so long. I’ve got a couple more written and penciled, and I’ll get to them as quickly as I can.
Of course, if you’re surprised by this message, you might want to hit the ‘back’ button and make sure you haven’t missed one.
I remember hearing, years ago, that it was difficult to keep skillful writers on comic books that had large groups in them- Avengers, X-Men, that kind of thing. Something to do with keeping the different voices true and making sure everyone was involved and heroics were showcased in a balanced manner. Easy to mess up.
I know what they mean.
I turned down the job of Cubmaster when my oldest kid was in his second or third year of scouts. So did a guy named Scott. So the outgoing Cubmaster announced that Scott and I would be Co-Cubmasters together. And we were. I think I stayed Scoutmaster for, like seven years, covering ground for my two sons. I was never good at it, but I think the kids enjoyed their time and most of them went on to be Boy Scouts after being Cubs.
And, of course, when it was WAY past time for me to step down as Cubmaster, I had to strong-arm the situation to get someone else to take over. A couple of folks stepped in and took up the reins at the last minute. I think they probably did a better job than I did. But I bet their cub scouts never got to make a big ol’ indian drum with real rawhide drumhead that was big enough for four or five scouts to play at once, like my scouts did.
Ladies and Gentlemen, Here comes Bluto.
Bluto’s “owner”, it has now been decided, is named Cthula Hanna Belle-Lechter. Cthula to her friends.
Your fine suggestions made it very difficult to make the final decision. I took inspiration from several suggestions, along with my own storytelling devices. You’ll see what I mean as we go.
I think I’ve decided on a tangled skein of storytelling that you guys won’t unravel too quickly. You wish me luck, I’ll wish you luck.
So… ‘Lurlene’ has come up fairly often as Crazy Dog Lady’s name… though the local police dispatch’s name is Lurlene, and I don’t think this lady works with the police. No. And having two Lurlenes might lead to some funny concept humor, but it’s not exactly the way I like to write… There have been some other fine suggestions, though. I think we can come up with something pretty good for Crazy Dog Lady. If you’ve got any more ideas, get ’em in here. I’m still making up my mind.