And here we are with the phone conversations again. If you watch Bond movies and all that, phone calls are dynamic things, made just before, and cut off during, explosions or something. Maybe I need more explosions. I’ve already said that I love the original Bob Newhart comedy routines where he supplies half of a conversation (Phone call, intercom on a submarine, whatever) and you get to fill in the action. But Bob didn’t draw those bits. They were audio humor. I gotta keep these characters off the phone.
Posts Tagged police
I went back to, I think, the 3rd ever Hubris strip for the police officer. Turns out, I didn’t name him. Feel free to suggest a name for this venerable character who first appeared here in November of 2010.
I’m thinking we call him “Friday”. As in “Happy Friday the 13th.” Which is today, isn’t it?
First, Sorry for falling down on the job yesterday. I hope the cartoon today makes up for my slacking.
Second, it’s the wrong time to be slacking because TOMORROW is the FOURTH anniversary of Hubris!
Yep, somehow, I’ve drawn this strip for four whole years now. I think four is the Toilet Paper anniversary, isn’t it? Or the Yard Pest anniversary. One of those. Help me celebrate by introducing two or three friends to Hubris, and soon, world dominion will be ours.
‘Nother extra cartoon courtesy of the fine folks who’ve dunked a buck or two into the Tip Jar…
And ’cause I’ve been at a convention, and the new folks need some extra cartoons to kickstart their interest, right?
There’s only six hundred cartoons or so- spend a half-hour and check ’em out. There’s a big ‘Archive’ button down the page. Click it and enjoy!
The local police have to go by the new skatepark and enforce the helmet law. I’m sure the police aren’t thrilled about having to listen to a bunch of teens and twentysomethings swear and moan and wheedle. And I’m sure the teens and twentysomethings would rather not have to moan and wheedle. They seem to like the swearing, though there’s less of that than most people figure there is at a skatepark.
Bottom line? You can’t make someone whose biology is dumping hormones into his bloodstream stand still and do something that’s going to endanger his place in the sociological pecking order. Wearing a helmet is not cool. In other words. Rebelliousness, recklessness and Cool are far more important than whether your Mom is going to sue the city if you crack your skull. Seriously, 99% of skaters aren’t going to crack their skulls, but there will be that one kid who does. And we’re going to have to watch his mom- with tears and dollar signs in her eyes- explain how the city was remiss and now little (20 year old) Darnault (his friends called him ‘Hump’) can’t feed himself and she ain’t gonna do it and who gon’ pay for the nursing home?
On the upside, the last time we were at the skatepark and the cops announced that you couldn’t skate without a helmet, my son got to skate the big bowl for nearly ten minutes solid- him being one of the, I guess, five people who had a helmet on to start with. It took ten whole minutes for the older kids to quit complaining at the cops, go get their helmets, swallow their pride (the hardest part of the ordeal), and put on their helmets to resume skating. Couple of guys had that Laaaaast little bit of rebelliousness they had to fly, so they wore their helmets…gasp… without strapping them on. Means they had to skate with one hand absurdly holding the tops of their heads. Looked dumber than dirt, but at least they didn’t have to strap up the helmets. That would have been… I dunno, something harsh on them.
How much more quickly would they have put on headgear if the headgear itself proclaimed how much they disdained it?
I should have custom helmets made to sell out there. Really.



















