Don’tcha hate that- holding out a hand to shake, and then to be left hanging?
Irritating.
Oh, and being talked over and presumed to be part of someone else’s machinations?
Oh, so irritating.
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You remember the grade school gag, right?
Sure you do. But we know you never fell for it.
Lee sent this. I think he uses it to get around a warehouse.
It looks like a total hip and calf workout to me.
I could mess up so many joints and muscles with one of these…
I’ve thought about making rubber stamps to take to the comics conventions- for a buck, you could get a quick rubber-stamp tattoo of whatever I had a stamp made for. Like, in this case, a bicycle. Maybe a lightning bolt. Pinup girl, ‘skateboarding is not a crime’ logo, Hufflepuff House icon, the usual.
Of course, when I was thinking of the idea, I was just thinking of stamping people’s biceps or the backs of their hands… maybe a forehead now and again. I think genitalia would cost a LOT extra, plus there’s the cleanup costs… soap, water, bleach, anti-bacterial goop, autoclave double-boiling… I dunno. Maybe just toss the stamps after.
I haven’t done the WNBR idea justice in the strip, only mined the surface strata for some funny bits. Consequently if you wanted to know how to do one, or what they’re like, or when and where they really are, I haven’t been any help at all. But, I know at least one reader is a WNBR participant… and he or any others that have participated are more than welcome to comment and let readers know about the reality of the things.
Comic strips and reality aren’t a great mix. Not the point, really.
Welcome to 2017, everyone! Thanks for indulging me for a week, there. The weather wasn’t the best for outdoorsy hijinks, though I did put in a link to a silly video, if you scroll down a bit and click on it. I think. I thought I was going to get it to play in a little window… and maybe I will. There’s always a way to do this stuff… I just gotta get it figured out.
Thanks for the Patron that upped his patronage from two bucks to five a month! It’s really appreciated, Mark!! I’ll send you something cool in the mail. You did give Patreon your mailing address? Gotta have one of those to mail things.
So here’s hoping that 2017 is full of fun, and not at all crazy-time.
‘Triathalon”
I almost spelled it that way in Paste’s word balloon, but it doesn’t look wrong enough. I grew up alongside people who said a lot of words wrong. “Fambly.” “Chimbley.” “Theeatre.” “Nekkid.” “Mathamatics.” “Archaeopteryx.”
Mostly, it’s endearing. Don’tcha think?
Cars. You guys who read here regularly know that I catch flak for how I draw, or fail to draw, cars.
But lemme tell ya- as wonky as it looks, the interior of the van in today’s cartoon is WAY better than it could be because I’ve had lots of practice. I’ve been drawing family vans in The Buckets since 2000.
People are all wonderfully squishy and organic and goony looking. Cars, though… yick. Be glad I’m not an auto engineer somewhere. Or, y’know what? Be SAD I’m not an auto engineer somewhere. All those uniform angles and sleek, slim seats? I’d have knocked that on its ear by now. I’d be designing squishy, organic, goony interiors.
And you’d LOVE ’em.
I had a green desk chair once. Been drawing green desk chairs ever since. Haven’t had a green one in 25 years now.
And don’t even ask about Hubris’ shirt. I think I had that shirt when I was eight.
Everything’s funnier with “Dr.” in front of it.
