Did someone point out that Hubris was supposed to be sharp enough to have brought a tent?
Yes, I think you did.
And yes, you’re right.
He brought it.
Too late now, of course.
Did someone point out that Hubris was supposed to be sharp enough to have brought a tent?
Yes, I think you did.
And yes, you’re right.
He brought it.
Too late now, of course.
Like the title today?
You know the famous movie ‘The Thing”? Any of them, the old one with James Arness, John Carpenter’s version, or the more recent one- they’re all based on an old short story called “Who Goes There?”
After you read that story and then see the way it was handled in the 50’s version of the film, you wonder what the hell Hollywood was thinking… or why they were incapable of thinking.
On the other hand, that movie did really well, so what do I know?
Lying on the ground protected by three or four pounds of nylon and goose down is not the best way to deal with wukilars, but whattaya gonna do?
As my dad has always pointed out, keeping the covers up to your chin at night prevents the kidnappers from getting you, and not letting your leg hang over the side of the bed means that nothing can grab you by the ankle. And as we all learn from the movies, when the ghosts and monsters are in your room, you pull the covers over your head to protect yourself.
It seems to work. I’ve never been accosted by wukilars, dust bunnies, witches, ghosts, or kidnappers.
Which is odd, when you think about it.
It’s one of those things you should look up, once you realize. What the heck IS a ‘stition’, and why is a ‘super’ one so silly? Are regular Stitions NOT silly?
All I know is, you darn well better take a rainfly and a raincoat on camping trips. The one time everyone in the car thought that someone else had brought the tent? Yeah, it rained. No other way THAT one could have happened. We slept under a tarp. With holes in it. I think we might have tied it up with boot laces. It was a long evening anyhow.
Now that I’ve thought a little more about it, we need to find two SUPER competitive people. One of them, convinced that the bad luck of black cats crossing your path is the worst kind of thing, pitted against the other, who is absolutely positive that breaking a mirror will cause the most horrific bad luck. Provide them with an open space, a few black cats and a few mirrors, and things will get lively for a good long while, don’t you think?
Baby raccoon. Cuuuuuuute. But you should have heard the li’l guy when the service came to cart him away for relocation. The guy had to transfer the raccoon from the trap to the box in which he could be transported.
Up until the guy showed up, you’d have thought the baby raccoon would have gone quietly. Cute little scared fellow.
Nah. They sound like the Tasmanian Devil in a blender. You never heard such random, angry sounds that clearly translate into “I’d much rather you did not touch me. Go to Hell. Right now, if convenient.”
Snarling. That’s probably what it was.
Anyhow, the guy finally had to sort of upend the trap onto the box and wait for the raccoon to drop into the box, which he did not do.
One of my cousin’s kids suggested that they gently coax the raccoon with a twig to the backside through the bars of the trap. And after the guy said that might not do any good, it did.
One very angry baby raccoon, off to be relocated to some stretch of Wisconsin woodlands where six others had already been carted.
And maybe the ones that are left will be joining them before they eat any more chickens. Or not.
For those of you who have clicked here and thought, “Oh, I haven’t seen this particular strip yet. That’ s odd.” This is an extra one. A big whopping “Thank You” from your flabbergasted cartoonist, so grateful that some of you can and did put a dollar figure on your experience here at Hubriscomics.com that the tip jar saw some quick action Thursday and Friday morning. You guys rock so hard, you get an extra couple of cartoons this week. Here’s one.
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Keep your eyes open for the next few days. I’m proud to say I owe you guys an extra couple of comics strips in the coming week. They’ll show up on what are normally ‘off’ days in the coming week. ‘Cause you rock. Completely and totally rock.
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