The cartoons are awfully wordy the last couple of days.
I remember being a kid and reading the newspaper comic strips every day. Not all of them. Doonesbury was one I typically didn’t read because it had too many words. I guess if I wasn’t spoiled for choice, I’d have read it no matter what. Back then, I read anything that had a cartoon aspect to it. Ernie Ball Strings & Things catalogs had a cartoon feature in them of an Eagle and his son explaining the guitar business. I didn’t know diddly about guitars and stuff, but by golly, I read and re-read that stuff ’cause it was well-drawn cartoons.
I saw the Ernie Ball material at my dad’s store over the summer holidays when I was too young to be left on my own, both parents were working and anyone else who could look after my brother and me were otherwise occupied. That’s also where I first saw a Doonesbury treasury book. Big thick book full of comic strips. Amazing. One of the guitar teachers had brought it in. I ignored it as long as I could but after a certain point, it was a book full of comic strips. It had to be read, and I had a summer in a store full of stuff I didn’t know diddly about.
And that’s how I lost my fear of “too-wordy” comic strips. The book was the one where, lost in the midst of all the other cartoons, an American couple adopts a Vietnamese baby, who cries about the black specks in her oatmeal ’til it’s pointed out that they’re just raisins. Doonesbury-style, she looks back into the bowl thinking, “I thought that was shrapnel.” The baby’s name was Kim. I’m convinced that she eventually became the Kim that Mike Doonesbury married and started the Mikim company with. That comic strip has been telling stories for a long, long time.
Makes Hubris’ six years and piddly few words seem like a drop in the ol’ bucket.
Don’t worry, the characters have evolved and so has your plots. So a few words now and again to ‘splain a few more things, give some depth, then trot out more plot tangents, is a good thing.
Doubt Lowell is ever going to buy the clue though… as that wouldn’t be Lowell. (love voice recognition, gained five more stitches so typing can’t happen and it wasn’t even doing anything FUN… ER is offering me a punch card (jokingly) or a family rate these days….)
Keep dropping, Greg! Keep dropping. When you finally get a full bucket, you can turn it into another comic strip. You can call it “The Buckets ‘o Hubris.”
still waiting for the next book greg hehe
and about Lowell SINCERELY? he doesn’t get the different between hobbyists and hardcore fanatics needing very special stuff i swear. he doesn’t just want to ruin the OGS he wants to ruin the passion so everyone turns dumb and fat like him?
well not even sure telling him good luck will do much on that one…especially against all the fans running after him with torches and pitchforks and WORSE.
he will do exercise at least that way i gues…
Lowell is running on two cylinders less than everyone else. I’m pretty sure he was created to be slow on the uptake and self centered.
sincerely i see him more as one of those old one cylinder scooters that barely could climb a hill. after all he barely can too lol
Just have to remind Lowell of the ‘Pizza Box Sprint’ ….
I keep going from hate to pity on Lowell. He learned less than nothing on his journey of self discovery. All he did was go in a circle, and pick up more weapons against himself.
But a lovely drop in a good bucket. Keep up the good work.
That is the same Kim.
Lowell is in for the proverbial rude awakening.
For anyone still unsure of who Hubris had been talking to on the phone in the Wednesday strip about going together for lunch, figure that it was either Kelly or Lowell, with the smart money being on Lowell.
I’ll take that bet.
I’m betting Hubris was talking to Kelly. (Based on Hubris’ comment into the phone, “he’s totally wrong” which to my mind is clearly referring to Lowell.)
Observe the contrast between Lowell’s views of business and customer service, and those of Nikki and Hubris:
http://hubriscomics.com/comic/hubris-dueling-prospects/
http://hubriscomics.com/comic/hubris-level-playing-field/
You tried, Kelly, but it’s no use. Though you — and Nikki and Hubris — get it, Lowell doesn’t. And likely won’t, ever. You may as well be speaking to him in a foreign language. In a way, it IS a foreign language, because Lowell’s mindset is such that he is either unwilling or unable to grasp what would be apparent to almost anyone else. Kelly could hardly have stated it more clearly, but it’s all falling on (deliberately?) deaf ears.
A few months ago, I wrote, “Lowell sees the store as little more than a vehicle for personal revenge against Sportsmart for sacking him.” Of course, that vain desire for revenge no longer applies. Yet even if that had not been a factor, even if he had not made himself a pain in the bum on so many occasions, Lowell STILL would not have made a suitable employee for the OGS, even granting that in his years of employment with SportSmart, he gained various skills that would have been useful.
What Hubris cares about and seeks to provide are the best possible products and services for his customers. If any of that ever mattered to Lowell, even a little, it doesn’t now. It seems that his sole definition of success is to crush and eliminate any and all competition (as if that were achievable). The schism between his priorities and Hubris’s could not be more stark. And irreconcilable.