Well it’s certainly been awhile since I posted anything here and there is a reason for that, be it good or bad. Bottom line, my family and I moved across the country from upstate New York to Texas. While everything involved with a cross-country move, learning a new job and settling into a new life is definitely time consuming, one could make a reasonable argument that I should have been able to post SOMETHING within the last 18 months. Oh well. I can catch up now. So they might be a couple years old now, but they’ll be new to most people. For those of you who were lucky enough read them weekly in The Chronicle it’s a trip down memory lane. Either way, enjoy! And I’ll try to post another cartoon sometime within the next 18 months.
Unless you’re a long time reader this one might be a head scratch-er. For the full story, see “Sad But True” It is actually based on something my son did and I thought it was pretty funny, so give him a writing credit on this one.
This is a very condensed version of how we spent one recent weekend.
The prom is nerve-wrecking, of course your stomach has butterflies.
You can’t miss your first day of work because you ate a bad yogurt.
Hmmm, maybe three days is a little long for an upset stomach to keep getting worse.
The original sketch for this cartoon was done on a hospital paper towel during her week long stay there. It’s not my proudest moment as a parent, but I guess it could have turned out a heck of a lot worse so I’ll take it.
The final panel is a nod to one of my favorite TV shows, “Arrested Development.”
Admittedly it was quite a while ago, but one of our kids handed us an “Easter List” one year. When did Easter become like Christmas when gifts are exchanged? That only happened once, but it was memorable enough to inspire this cartoon.
Every spring I wonder when my wife will begin looking for a new puppy, or baby animal of some sort to bring home. She’s mentioned pigs, goats and chickens in the past. This year it turned out to be a puppy that was was rescued from death row at a kill shelter in Tennessee, brought to the SPCA in upstate New York and ultimately to my home and comic strip where she will likely be a fixture for a long time to come. Let’s hope those strips don’t involve peeing on my new hardwood floor too much.
Regular readers will note my wife’s thankless efforts to get the rest of us to eat healthier. She recently started making kale chips as a snack, which inspired this strip (though the conversation itself never actually happened). I have to admit the kale chips are actually kind of tasty, especially the ones that get crispy. That said, whenever she makes them I can’t help but think of the “Cheers” episode where Woody gets a job hawking some kind of vegetable juice (replete with kale) in a TV commercial.