I’m on that No Call list, but I don’t think that “Bill from Microsoft” (I don’t think his name is really Bill.) has access to that list. Him, or that robot lady who keeps calling saying that she’s with my credit card company. Robot ladies apparently don’t know the name of my actual credit card company.
The ladder of success is one thing…
The climbing wall of success is a whole other thing.
It’s amazing what people will do, for the li’l hospital kids.
Is everyone who wants to be a Hubris Patron already one? If not, I’ll send you fun things (there are new, brightly colored stickers) if you’ll support Hubris in a real financial sense. Couple bucks a month is what it means to you. Getting to finish this storyline in about 2020, instead of letting it falter sooner, is what it means to me. (I read webcomics, too. I hate it when the ones I like falter)
So, if you’re willing to pony up a buck or three, please click on the Patreon button over there on the left, and see if there are some goodies you’d like. Or click the “You & Hubris” button for a one-time kickback. Drop enough coin and you can feel free to ask me to mail you stickers, hats, a book, or the original art from a comic you like here. Let’s face it, YOU guys are the ones those things are FOR, after all.
I don’t know if any of you ever saw the cartoon Bill Watterson (Calvin & Hobbes) did of Berke Breathed (Bloom County) featuring Berke kicking his cartoon characters around telling them to “get to work” because he’s got a speedboat to pay for… But I’m the Junior Kid Scout version of that, hoping Hubris will make a buck so I can have quarters for the car wash.
There’s a lot of folks that wanna be in the Outdoorfest so far. I’ve got a neat stack of your names (Those ARE your names?) and faces…
Ever have one of those talks where the audience just won’t behave the way you expected them to?
yeah, me neither.
Hey! Remember ‘sleep’? I do. I’m going to go get some. Finished the first milestone of a big project today. Tell you about it soon, assuming it goes the way it’s supposed to.
These young executives and their crazy ideas. Satisfaction. Ha! If you wanted a satisfying job, you’d do something besides calling the shots for some retail giant and making wild monies. You’d be, I dunno, a Cartoonist, or something. A podcaster maybe. Raft guide. There you go! Raft guide.
That darn Blind Chance was through here again.
Wasn’t he?
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.”
“Why’s the kid keep saying “Paste”?”
Y’know, it might be EMBARRASSING to just ask. He might have some nervous issues or something. Who can tell, right? The kid’s doctor… or his, I dunno… Parents…
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