Enis is a great salesman, isn’t he? I mean, he’s got the patter down, and the charisma, and…
There should be a sarcasm key on computer keyboards, shouldn’t there?
Enis is a great salesman, isn’t he? I mean, he’s got the patter down, and the charisma, and…
There should be a sarcasm key on computer keyboards, shouldn’t there?
I like cartoons where something is repeated.
This is a gentle stab at it. The first example that I can recall using in Hubris cartoons is when Kara first introduces Hubris to her dad. I even worked in a synonym, so I could wedge in more repetitions. I don’t recall how many repetitions it was back then and I’m too lazy to go find out. Plus, that was way back when Hubris was a horizontal cartoon strip, and there wasn’t as much room for dialogue. Maybe there were four or five. Maybe six. I can sorta picture using more, but…
Quick, who remembers what Mal is referring to?
Someone should have reminded him there was a Non-Disclosure Agreement with his name on it somewhere in the bowels of Sportsmart.
You guys remember, right? It wasn’t THAT long ago, was it?
Hmmmmm. Maybe it WAS.
Just advancing the story a bit, today.
Have I said where the three guys are from yet?
Yes, they’re a parody of aliens from an old Star Trek story, but they’re also… well, you’ll see.
Well, We lost Stan Lee today. He was 95, and I’d had a conversation recently about whether anyone could expect him to live a lot longer or a little longer. Of course, variations on that conversation have happened for a decade now. It would have been really cool if he’d made it to 100, wouldn’t it?
He made a big, big figure in the world of comic books, that’s for sure. Even if we’d been lamenting his loss ten years ago, people would still be talking about what an amazing life he’d had. The fact that he added to his reputation and his place in the comics verse all the way up to his last days is astounding.
Salute!
The title today comes from an entertaining exchange that Douglas Adams wrote between Zaphod Beeblebrox and Ford Prefect.
They were on a ship, diving into a sun. Zaphod asks how many escape pods there are, and Ford says, “None.”
Zaphod, his mind clearly elsewhere, says, as best as I can recall “None? Did you count them?”
To which Ford says, “Yes. Twice.”
They do escape death in a burning ship, though.
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.
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