Ahhh.  Getting back on schedule.  If I gotta work, then everyone in the comic strip gets to work today… or at least take calls about work.

There you go. No Backsies!

Actually, for any of you guys who wonder about how this strip gets written, or at least plotted (IS there anyone like that?)  The story when Mr. Smythe-Cholera first went rafting with his family and Hubris was supposed to be the precursor to today’s strip and the upcoming “Corporate Weekend.”  Building all the weird circumstances in between seemed like it should only take me a couple of weeks or so, and I rolled along with it.  Now here we are, heaven-knows-how-long down the road, finally touching on the first notes of that story I thought we’d be well into by now.

There you go.