Enjoy Vincent Macropod in “The Right Man.” Normally I run all of my colors by MK’s watchful eye before posting, but due to his illness, and the extreme lateness of the hour in which I finished (i.e. several minutes ago), I’m simply hoping for the best on this one!
Oh, there is much to be told. Much! But I’m really, really sick right now, so I’ll have to tell you later. It can wait. Here’s a cartoon.
“Why Are You Taking Our Christmas Tree,” presented in (in)glorious RGB color! As you may notice, this week’s color is pretty trash. I’ve been working on it since a day before I came down with another illness, this one indeterminate of origin, terrible of symptom, swift and merciless in its progression. So let’s just have it up and be done with it! Moving on to bigger and brighter things!
Yes, I know, this one’s a little late to the ballgame. Nobody cares about Cloverfield any more! But then, I sort of jumped the gun with the Sweeney Todd one, so maybe this evens it out?
Again I write to you from the far-distant past, which is to say, last Thursday. So I don’t know how my week went. Maybe I am dead by now! And this post shall be my last mortal communication. If so, please be advised: I would like to be brought back to life somehow. A shambling mockery of life will do.
Anyway, cartoon!
No, I’m sorry. It doesn’t get any classier.
By now, it’s a cliche to talk about how much the late Gary Gygax changed one’s life, at least among the people with whom I associate. But that doesn’t make it any less true. I shudder to think what manner of productive member of society I might have become, were it not for his invention. I didn’t agree with his philosophies about the hobby much while he was alive, but still I owe him a debt of gratitude. A debt of gratitude manifesting as a ludicrous cartoon.
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