There’s a catch to everything, ain’t there?
I finally FINALLY got the latest Patreon packages sent out- so if you’ve been waiting for the past month… or nearly two? Your Hubris originals are on their way! Enjoy!
And if you’d like to join the ranks of Team Hubris, please feel free to click on the Patreon button down and to the left over there. Or tell a few friends to read the strip. Or click on a few ads. To be honest, it’s not going to pay for a lot of skydiving trips (like the story I’m telling to the current Patrons) but it might keep me in the game long enough to finish this crazy story (currently planned for around the first of 2021) If everyone who reads every day, according to Google Analytics anyhow, donated a dollar a month, Hubris would pay me almost as much as a part time job at Burger Doodle. So maybe telling a few friends to read the strip would be the most awesome thing I can ask for.
…Second most awesome thing. First most awesome is you guys believing in the characters’ stories I’m weaving for you. I do love that feeling.
I have no idea what to write tonight. I’m exhausted.
It’d be nice to have the sort of quiet spirt that you’d be able to feel things coming.
Me? I got stories and noise in my head all the time. Can’t feel nothin’ coming except indigestion after eating junk for lunch.
Might be the junk food, come to think of it. Hard to have a quiet spirit when you got a grumbling gut.
The local skate group works hard to set up skate lessons and competitions for the kids, and for that matter, for adults.
If you have the chance, come on around and skate with us!
Here, I made this poster to remind you:
If you seem to find yourself out of step with the cartoons as of yesterday, it may be because I’m uploading extras, which makes the schedule more random.
In other words, you might want to look at the previous cartoon or two and make sure you’re all caught up.
Well!
That was a nice week off!
I’m really happy to be back to it. I was able to write two weeks worth of scripts I’m happy with in a single happy sitting.
Time to fill in all your extra strips.
My own self image isn’t anything like the man in the mirror. When I have horrific dreams of being chased by monsters through endless dank hallways, I wake up thinking “I had hair.” and the dream seems all the better for it.
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