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Any of you guys in Portland?
The one in Oregon. Not the other one.
There’s probably more than one other one, but you know what I mean.
…has a pizza box castle in it.
My kids… stop me if this sounds weird… had a huge bunch of boxes that we had bought diapers in. Kids go through a lot of diapers, and if you save all those boxes…
You can build diaper box castles with them. Big ol’ walls made of big ol’ cardboard bricks.
And then you say, “Rrrraaaaaagh” and crash through the wall.
Those were simpler days, y’all.
What book is it where the guy disassembles, cleans, and reassembles a motorcycle all in his mind as sort of a zen practice?
Trickier to do in the dining room floor for real. In your mind, the little washers don’t roll into the HVAC vents.
Well, you almost didn’t get this one. My computer decided to cut up rough about what it will and won’t do this evening. It SAYS it’s a software thing, but you know these machines. They just can’t WAIT for the a.i. uprising.
Weekends are weird. I got back on my bike for the first time in a while… a real bike, as opposed to a trials bike I tried to take on a pump park and the unicycle I’ve been using to try to rebuild some stamina. Which brings me back to this morning’s bike ride. I returned to some old favorite trails, and they’d been changed. I’ve visited before all the changes were finished a while back, but today- well, the park redesign is all done, and the erosion-fighting re-arrangement of all the trails is done…
and my son now knows my old favorite trails better than I do.
Getting old sucks. But when he goes off to college and his brother starts driving himself to school… well, my bike might get some more use then.
Or, hey, decrepitude is in fashion these days, ain’t it? I could go that direction.
If you’re seeing today’s cartoon in black and white, you’re seeing it before I finally get the chance to color it. If you’re seeing it in color, you’re from the FUTURE!!
Also, everything you see in the cartoon was done on an iPad in ProCreate. I do NOT have the hang of ProCreate. Some cartoonists, however, do. I will be one of them one day. In the FUTURE. This, I vow.
You’ve been in meetings like that, right? Planning new projects, or parties, or programs… and the plans overshoot what you need, then overshoot what you were hoping for, then they overshoot what lies within the powers of mortal mankind.
Then you gotta dial it back to “Well, we’ve got enough budget to get four dozen balloons and a chicken nuglet platter from Chick-Fil-A instead.”





















