Hey, Rick, assess the risk of accepting a job of assessing risk at a big faceless insurance company.
…That bad, huh?
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Rick has his victory. In his head, he was probably thinking of awards, or cheering, or handshakes, or something that says, “You Won!”
It probably did not occur to him that anyone would walk up and have this conversation with him. He’s probably wondering now if anyone actually HAS done so, or if maybe he’s hallucinating.
Turns out that Rick is pretty dang good at Shuffleboard, which is good, ’cause after his “Skateboarding” event last year, he walked funny and groaned whenever he got up or sat down, for like a week and a half.
Shuffleboard, though… when played with people as the game pieces… that’s not just point-and-shoot. You gotta trust your people not to wiggle around, or twist to keep their heads pointed one way or another, or not to be allergic to baby oil. Mick didn’t even get CLOSE to the game ’cause of that. Vic Potato, though? That guys knows how to hold dead still when there’s a score on the line. Plus, he can out-stare any of the Ëüröschpörtën team.
Rick Mittleif is not above using his ‘aw shucks’ style and nice guy attitude to steamroller you.
Remember that.
You know the first time you throw a thing, or lift a thing, or push a thing, or smash at a dead run into a thing while pointing a long pole at it, you can never quiiiiiite know how much “oomph” to put on it.
Gauging Oomph is one of those things that you’ve gotta work at if you wanna be good at it. You can’t just guess at the amount of Oomph needed and give it a whack. You have to eyeball it, and heft it, and take a couple of practice swings. Any Olympic Oompher could tell you that.
If you don’t have the chance to take some practice first, is it best to OverOomph it? UnderOomphing it would be embarrassing, but the other team might still knock your guy into play. The other team’s never gonna go get your guy after he’s flown off the back end, though, even if sending him off the back end makes you look all burly and stuff.
I don’t know if I ever explicitly said that everyone on Rick Mittleif’s team at the last Outdoorfest had an ick-y name.
Or the fact that Nikki, as a character, grew out of that.
You guys always seem to know every step I make with the strip better than I do… Did you know all that?
Bic, if you picked out your nickname ’cause you figured that out, I’m impressed. If, however, you’re nicknamed for your favorite type of ink pen, well, I appreciate the opportunity to put you in Rick’s team.
So I’ve gotten to the point in my recovery where all the blood that escaped a vein and poured into the interstices of my hip and other bits has, because of gravity and other irritating realities, pooled in my calf and ankle.
It was less uncomfortable when it was spread out through my whole leg and hip. I mean, it’s a lot of goo to fit in such a little space where it doesn’t belong. Also, while I’m probably getting better at the same rate I’ve been tripping along at, the bit that’s still healing is more and more localized as I go.
I’ve seen the comments you guys have made, and I realize that I don’t have it a fraction as bad as a lot of people, and of course, I sit at a drawing table and a computer on many days, so it’s not like I have to load tractors with sacks of barley or something…
What it all boils down to is that I needed a thing in this space and all I can think about is how much my dang calf aches.
I guess most of you regular responders can identify everyone? No peeking at the tags first!
For any newer readers… you might have to read the archives a bit.
Here’s another cartoon where I feel like I should apologize for the wordiness… but you didn’t want me spreading all this over three or four days to cut down on the amount of dialogue in any given panel, did you? No you didn’t. So you’ll just have to do the reading.
Just got back from Kentucky. There’s a Shaker village there. I learned a great deal that I did not know and may not use in my life. And that’s okay.
