The New Year is upon us, left slumbering on our doorstep by a predecessor who, quit of his responsibilities, runs off as a fugitive into the night. Or something.
On a practical note the sharing buttons have been uncloaked from the hover button to make your sharing and hand held technology more comfortable. So please share away if the spirit moves you. Even if it doesn’t really.
Wishing all the best for the coming year.
For the holiday comic the gents get a brief visit to the real world. The trip may end in chaos or skulduggery, but I imagine they enjoy it. I like to think of it as grabbing the Spirit of Christmas with both hands.
Missed a week dedicating time to the family Christmas card. Darn these holidays and their obligations. Makes you want to punch a reindeer in his stupid fat face hard enough to put out his nose.
I’m thankful this 10 year old scanner still works. Also family.
Happy Thanksgiving.
My favorite time of year is autumn. I’m a huge fan of Halloween and look forward to Thanksgiving. And who doesn’t fancy a nice Hop-tu-Naa?
I like Christmas. I think I used to look forward to it more than I do now. Part of that is the waaaaay early start of the commercials, decorations, and so on not to mention the Black Friday Frenzy. It starts so early it’s hard to keep up the joy in it two months later. I suppose there is also some resentment that Thanksgiving and more often these days Halloween are getting pushed aside sooner to make way for El Clause. I saw trees in the store the week of Halloween, the pumpkins and skeletons pushed to the end caps like embarrassing relatives. That’s why we need Captain Thanksween right now.
The Captain girds for the good fight sporting an array of autumn talismans:
Years ago it seemed that Escape from New York was on during the Thanksgiving week every year for a few years. We came to think of it as ‘The Thanksgiving Movie’. I would later learn it wasn’t just me – I’ve met others with the same memories. So to this day I usually watch it before Thanksgiving.
So this year be thankful. That you don’t live in an abandoned city-prison surrounded by thirty foot walls with armed guards. And your family or whatever.
So ends another cinderball season. And before you know it, it’ll be time to start training for trash fire curling.
It’s a melancholy time of year. The leaves are falling, winter is coming, and it’s almost time to put the cinderblocks away for another year. Makes one think. About…things….or something. This is not as nostalgically investing as I thought.
But remember – if you’re going to do it….do it for Johnny.
We interrupt the 2014 cinderball season for some Halloween’in.
So Happy Halloween. And don’t touch other people’s stuff.
As all great coaches know, motivation is key. Whether the team wants it or not.
On a more focused note, playing with the layout is something I continually try to do with the strip. Finding a balance between a stable panel layout and trying out something out of the ordinary that helps make things more visually interesting. For some a straight grid works because I feel it guides the story and lets the characters almost ‘animate’ through the panels based on the consistency. Still when that goes on for a few strips it’s time to break the thing and see what happens. Good or bad.
Or so I think.
You would think a trebuchet would be the better option. But league rules are there for a reason people. Play responsibly.
It’s that time of year. The leaves are turning, the air is cooling, the emergency room is prepped and the freshly groomed turf of the field calls for individuals of character to heave the ol’ cinder about.
Envision the first chronicle of cinderball here in ye archives.
Eye protection is overrated.
