Boy Genius

Yesterday I was talking with my wife about a number of cartoon ideas I was fleshing out. A number of them, for some reason, revolved around pirates.

Well, my soon-to-be-three-year-old son overheard and decided he’d do his own cartoon, just like Daddy.

Here’s his gag, word for word: “One pirate says to another pirate ‘I’m tired of eating toast,’ so the other one gives him a muffin.”

And here’s his art:

Henrypirate1

OK, it’s a little sketchy, so here’s how he explained it to me:

Henrypirate2

No bad for how young he is, and, honestly, he sort of copied the basic construction of my idea, which is: Pirate to another – “I’m tired of ‘first mate.’ How about ‘co-pirate?'”

My wife and I have discussed children following their parents into careers, and specifically cartoonists, their children, and the numerous undead ‘legacy strips.’ And while I can’t say I want the boy to follow so closely in my footsteps, I can see how flattering it could be.

Anyway, not bad eh?

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My Laptop, Jury Duty & Lots Of Vomit

I know I promised a blog entry today, and, to be fair, I’m getting this in just under the wire, but I do apologize for the lateness.

I’d also like to apologize for the lack of entries lately, but once you read this you’ll understand.

OK, first off, two Thursdays ago my Toshiba laptop took another jump off the ol’ Windows cliff. I had to take it to the shop and get the hard drive ripped out and all of my data rescued.

This, of course, right before a weekend trip out of town. We saw a lot of old friends and went to a wedding, so the trip actually kept my mind off computer problems.

When we returned, I finally made the switch to a nice Apple PowerBook G4 with all the trimmings. It’s a sweet ride to be sure, but learning/outfitting a computer from the ground up again eats up a lot of time.

Then I had jury duty downtown. Thankfully I talked my way out of a lengthy trial, but still, it ate up an entire day.

But here’s the worst stuff… My son was hospitalized for 2 days with something called the rotavirus. I think he picked it up at library playtime. Anyway, it caused a bout of vomiting that caused us to use every piece of bedding he has twice in the same night. The next day he got worse (if you can believe it) and we had to take him into the pediatric emergency room.

Anyway, we ended up living at the hospital for the weekend and some of today, but he’s on the mend and tearing around again like the little guy I know and love.

Sorry if this post is a little on the weak side, but I’m just in no condition to really edit and craft something nice. So, thanks for hanging in there with me. I’m going to get something nice up for Wednesday. See you then…