Well, first of all, I want to thank you lot for the extraordinarily kind reception that you gave to last week’s cartoon. You do flatter me. Hell, I thought about declaring it the final Vincent Macropod, and quitting while I was ahead. But no! Instead I offer a cartoon about murderbots, which concludes the “Cartoons Inspired In Part By Conversations With My Brother” trilogy. I’ve been seeing a lot of that guy of late.
Being as it is April 11th, it is, of course, snowing a couple of inches. Which doesn’t bother me. Driving in it, that’s what bothers me. Actually, no, that doesn’t bother me either; I can drive in snow fine. It’s driving with other people in the snow that gets my dander up. Pure, animal panic, as though these tiny white objects falling from the sky were like nothing they’s ever seen! Further evidence for the maxim, “There is no news so bad that the mass reaction to it won’t make it ten times worse.” I just made that up. Catchy? Naw.