She can be forgiven for assuming, by his tone and his words, that Clem is Durnell’s father.
I mean, they have that kinda vibe at the moment.
It won’t last.
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I don’t think Kara is especially nice to people who… well, people who can’t challenge her to a duel, really.
And when I say “duel”, I mean any competitive back and forth. Maybe Steven’s got the right idea… The only way to win is not to play.
…even when she calls you a bald, fat, chicken man.
I should do a whole thing with Dr. Whobris. That’d be funny, and not at all so specific that it’d severely restrict the number of readers who would enjoy it.
Geez. Is it Monday again already?
Years ago, I did a Buckets cartoon where Larry looks at his dinner plate and says, “What’s this? Is this all?” and Sarah says, “You said you wanted to eat better and lose weight.” Larry replies, “That was YESTERDAY!”
As much as Larry is me (but then, so is nearly everyone else in my comic strips) I don’t want to be like that any more.
I did about as well with my food intake yesterday as I did the day before, but I sure would like to start backsliding already. Gonna be a long road to change my habits.
I liked the idea posted earlier about writing down everything I eat. Some things just aren’t worth the bother to eat if you have to go through the extra bother of writing them down. That’s the kind of thing that appeals to my sense of absurdity.
Lawn furniture. Not good to sleep on. Shower curtains. Not really curtains, per se.
But all waterproof, when needed.
If you marry a doctor lady, though? She’ll make you get couches and miniblinds.
There’s lots of different kinds of doctors. Anesthesiologists, Sports doctors, Orthopedists, Witch, and this one guy who used to run for city council around here. He had his first name changed to ‘Doctor’ after there was some sort of scandal over what his educational background was. I can’t remember now what the allegations were.
I’m kidding. You can guess, though, can’t you?
I bet it’s happened in other places than just here.
I wonder how many doctors are sick of being mistaken for nurses and how many nurses are sick of being mistaken for doctors. Too many scrubs, not enough proper lab coats. That’s probably what it is.
Well, here’s the next news for you Team Hubris folks- The pages for the Great Stanky Creek Outdoorfest are finally all laid out. I’ve got 22 new comic strips left to draw up to complete it, along with a few spot illustrations. The Patreon Patrons will get first crack at autographed copies, and after that, you’ll have to meet me at some of the Conventions to get yours. I signed up for the big Charlotte Heroes Con in June. And I hope to have lots of goodies for anyone who can come out and play.
I admit to dragging my feet on the book- knowing it would take a lot of time to get together all the old notes (and new ones) about the new strips, and then finding a largish block of time to draw up that many really got under my skin. Now that the layouts are done, and I can sort of see where things need to be plugged in, I think we’re back on track. The book following the Outdoorfest book will come along a LOT quicker.
