For My Next Trick....

Twelve hours ago Beloved Girlfriend was innocently backing up her copious business files when her operating system unexpectedly threw a rod. Ever since then we've been tortuously rebuilding what was left of her system files, like the remnants of so many Humpty-Dumpty's from so many wood-chippers.

I'm pleased to report that faint smudges of normality are slowly beginning to peek through the cyber-miasma.

The practical upshot of all this is that I ended up far from my cache of art supplies all day and wound up creating today's 'toon with an assortment of the humblest of office products... between various downloads and upgrades, that is. Why everyone doesn't have t-squares, drafting tape, bristol board and Pelikan waterproof inks around their respective houses completely baffles me. It's like not having toilet paper, for crissake.

So the cartoon's late, I'm pooped and several clients will just have to wonder if I'm still alive tomorrow.

Onward.

=Lefty=