Today’s strip comes from real life. I write and draw humor (or try to, for sure) and I think of myself as a Funny person. Took years to discover and believe that the people around me think of me as a Cranky person. I figured ‘Cranky’ humor still counted me among the ‘Funny’ people.
I’ve spent time trying to be less Cranky Funny and more Funny Funny… at least in person.
Kids gotta brag about whatever they’ve got to work with. Adults, too, but we have lots of different kinds of bragging that we’ve invented over the years. (I’m bragging for us. See?)
Don’t know about the rest of you, but raising two kids… you find astonishing things down the air registers. Both in number and description. A few can’t have gotten down there without the metal screen being lifted and the toys or food or game pieces or money or odd bits of clothing dropped down there. Lego man, you must have done something very very bad to get the Dungeon.
Same. Also, I took a graphic design degree back when “cut and paste” actually involved cutting and pasting. Lots of folks with that degree and my age group were habitually missing the very ends of their fingertips from making quick cuts with an exact-o knife along a tightly held metal ruler. Yow. Blood on the Layouts.
You know those dip-in-the-ink style drawing pens with the steel nibs? “Crowquills” they’re called. Drawing cartoons about a zillion years ago, somehow I bobbled one. Big knuckle on my left hand is where it stuck. Blue/purple dot there for the last forty-odd years. I tell people it started off as a teeny microscopic copy of the Mona Lisa.
You’d be disappointed to learn how many people say, “Really?” and look closer.
There’s a term in my workout group- a guy who’s returned after missing workouts for a while is called a “Kotter”. I’ve heard several of the young guys in the group question where the term comes from. You get a lot of blank stares when they’re given the answer. Welcome Back, Kotter just isn’t part of the cultural milieu for those under thirty-five or so any more
Trying to get more Hubris back up and running. Cross you fingers for me. There won’t be less Buckets while they’ll still have me do ‘em! It’s nice when all the incomprehensible techy stuff is done by a big company instead of me.
Today’s strip comes from real life. I write and draw humor (or try to, for sure) and I think of myself as a Funny person. Took years to discover and believe that the people around me think of me as a Cranky person. I figured ‘Cranky’ humor still counted me among the ‘Funny’ people.
I’ve spent time trying to be less Cranky Funny and more Funny Funny… at least in person.