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Surprise! There’s not usually a new cartoon up on Thursdays around here, but this is the fourth of the extra strips I owe you guys for dropping a few bucks in the tip jar (it’s the button on the left hand side of the page that says, “You And Hubris”, for those of you who wish to explore its mysteries)
I’ll have to double check, but we may be nearing time for me to knock out another two extras soon.
Enjoy!
Everyone, especially those who enjoy Jeff’s articles about being outdoors, tell Jeff “Happy Birthday” today. He used to be my little brother, then he was my younger brother. Now he’s my older brother, as I refuse to get any older than I was a couple of years ago. It was becoming far too inconvenient and degrading.
Happy Birthday, Jeff!
In case you’ve never been rafting- You can’t just sit on those big ol’ wet rubber boats. I mean, you’re taking what amounts to a lever and shoving the big flat end into something that pushes back, and then you’re expected to propel a big heavy raft with it. If you don’t wedge your feet under the thwarts or into some footstraps or other wise pin yourself in that boat, you’re gonna fling yourself out now and again. Not that such a thing can’t be fun. It’s just that it’s more fun for the people who remain in the boat to see you fly out than it is for you to fly out yourself. And let’s face it, they’re smug enough for having kept their seats… there’s no reason for you to provide any additional entertainment for them. So don’t make it easy for them to get you back in the raft. Flounder and sputter a little. Gasp and drift with the current away from the raft a bit. Maybe pull a couple of would-be rescuers in with ya. Make it the MOST fun for as many people as you can.
