It's been a long time since I drew any comics. This one's new, and it didn't come easy. It happened like this: my friend Hatchet tells very funny stories about her twins. I told her she could do stand-up. Then she told me I could draw comics. I said "nuh-uh." She said "uh-huh." So I said "I'll draw a comic if you get yourself on video imitating Logan's 'the floor is made of hot lava you must pick me up right now' routine." Not to post it on YouTube or anything, just to see how it feels to be funny on camera.
It was really hard coming up with anything to say in a comic. My brain has turned to putty. Remember the "Angriest Dog In The World" comic? If you do, I'm impressed. It was basically several frames of the same angry dog graphic, with a very simple gag. I think it didn't go anywhere because frankly . . . it didn't have much to say. That's about how I feel right now.
Therefore I shall close with a quote. This is the last sentence of the Author's Note at the front of Life of Pi, by Yann Martel: "If we, citizens, do not support our artists, then we sacrifice our imagination on the altar of crude reality and we end up believing in nothing and having worthless dreams."
What do you think that means?