The world needs this blog...
A lot has happened in the world since my last post. The one lady stopped running for president (better luck next year!) Somebody won Top Chef or something (a different lady?) Also it seems like everybody's got a mobile phone now!
Anyway, I thought I'd get back in the saddle, so to speak, and talk about something that actually matters to you: my comic strip.
In this post I'd like to answer a question that is frequently asked by No-Town readers.
Q: I just read Beetle Bailey today and there were only 29 words. How come your comic strip has so many more?
A: You could say that Beetle Bailey displays an economy of words. No-Town is like a bigger, stronger economy. No-Town is China and Beetle Bailey is Nauru [Note: I don't mean to imply anything about the actual monetary value of either strip. Beetle Bailey has allowed Mort Walker to live in a flying castle and bathe in human blood every day of his life since 1950.]
Let me put it another way: there was once a man who used a lot of words. He used them to captivate, illuminate and make the world laugh (and yes, learn.)
That man's name? William Shakespeare.
Did you think I meant me? Oh, wow. That's really flattering.
But you see what I'm saying about words? They're a pretty big deal.
Well, that's it for now. Time for me to hitch the WaveRunner to the back of the Grand Cherokee (on a trailer of course!) and drive up to Indian Lake for a full weekend of bow-fishing. Two days of Three Dog Night on the radio (it attracts fish!) a brew in my hand (warm, domestic) and a smile on my face (scarlet from an elevated blood alcohol content.)
God bless.
Anyway, I thought I'd get back in the saddle, so to speak, and talk about something that actually matters to you: my comic strip.
In this post I'd like to answer a question that is frequently asked by No-Town readers.
Q: I just read Beetle Bailey today and there were only 29 words. How come your comic strip has so many more?
A: You could say that Beetle Bailey displays an economy of words. No-Town is like a bigger, stronger economy. No-Town is China and Beetle Bailey is Nauru [Note: I don't mean to imply anything about the actual monetary value of either strip. Beetle Bailey has allowed Mort Walker to live in a flying castle and bathe in human blood every day of his life since 1950.]
Let me put it another way: there was once a man who used a lot of words. He used them to captivate, illuminate and make the world laugh (and yes, learn.)
That man's name? William Shakespeare.
Did you think I meant me? Oh, wow. That's really flattering.
But you see what I'm saying about words? They're a pretty big deal.
Well, that's it for now. Time for me to hitch the WaveRunner to the back of the Grand Cherokee (on a trailer of course!) and drive up to Indian Lake for a full weekend of bow-fishing. Two days of Three Dog Night on the radio (it attracts fish!) a brew in my hand (warm, domestic) and a smile on my face (scarlet from an elevated blood alcohol content.)
God bless.
posted by Tom at 7:47 PM
