You know, I have to admit that I’m not a very *good* blogger. I’m inconsistent. I’m required to be consistent as an employee, as a husband, and as a father - that’s about all the consistency I can handle.

Recreational activities (like this blog) don’t get that level of commitment. I guess that’s the difference between me and Will Wheaton. That, and the fact that my part on Star Trek, The Next Generation, was cut during the pilot.

All of which is to say that I don’t think I’m going to do any more cartoons for a while. When I drew the first three, I thought, “Hey, maybe I can draw a lot of these and have a successful web comic and/or submit them for print syndication.” (Eight years ago I did, in fact, submit 6 weeks of a daily comic strip for syndication.)

But doing that really doesn’t gel with my other goals at the moment. Drawing isn’t, actually, all that much fun. It’s the initial creative process, and the positive (usually) feedback from the readers, which make cartooning enjoyable. So, right now, it’s not the thing to do. Oh well. That’s not to say, of course, that I won’t change my mind.

I’m not blogging or drawing at the moment because I have a secret project which is eating up all my spare time. It’s very hush-hush. Hopefully I’ll have something (hopefully) funny to post, soon. Until then, I urge my readers to explore the Internets. Remember, they’re really just a network of tubes, according to Congress.

Sorry, folks, I wasn’t able to get a cartoon out for this week. I’d hoped to do one every week, but my “tiredness” turned into an absolutely mind-numbing case of insomnia. You would think that would give me plenty of time to draw, but I spent most of the time lying in bed trying to sleep. My bad. Am I out of the weeds? I don’t know.

I am out of the weeds. Sleep is good. Soooo good. - SF

According to the Boston Globe, (link) a woman is suing two doctors for the cost of raising her child because one failed to abort her child, and the other failed to notice that she was still pregnant, much later.

“Mommy, do you love me?”
“Well, you know, now that you’re here, sure.”

I hope the woman had enough forsight to factor in the cost of massive therapy for her daughter. Something tells me she’s going to need it.

… I haven’t slept well in a long time. It’s a combination of causes: A baby who needs to be fed exactly seven hours before I get up. A cat who can’t decide whether to spend the night sleeping on the bed or sitting on the window sill above it (checking the back yard for intruder kitties) but appreciates the location of my head as a staging area. A bad habit of drinking a liter of water before retiring for the night. A propensity for finding ways to delay going to bed, such as writing this post.

Regardless, I’m freaking exhausted. I am now going to get five point five hours of precious sleep. It is not enough to get enough rest, but I have compressed this window enough to be sure that I will sleep soundly. I also just noticed that my browser is checking my spelling. Ausum!

The other day, BoingBoing included this bit on a relatively-unknown author who claims to have pieced together the details of a huge religious-political conspiracy and who is trying to sell a flash drive containing the documentation for $3.5M. Link

He says that the documents are all in the public domain, and that he has simply done the research and compilation necessary to bring the story to light. Which, of course, is the problem. How can he prove to a news organization that (a) he is not part of the tinfoil-hat brigade, (b) his story is credible, and (c) his story is newsworthy?

I don’t think it’s likely, but $3.5M isn’t really that much money to a news organization and I would love to see one of them take a gamble and buy the flash drive.

I don’t know how long this (link) news article will be available, but it’s veeeerrrry funny. And wrong. Very wrong. Did I mention it was funny?

Quote:

“McCarney was found in the room wearing a latex suit and handcuffs, the key to which the donkey is believed to have swallowed.”