Keeping up with the spirit world is one thing… keeping up with the world of the living is an entirely different can of worms. And, unless you appreciate worms, it’s rough.
While the day could be spent cartooning away, I’ve allocated it to organizing the growing pile of debris that came from my old office into my new office. There was too much stuff to fit in the old one… and even though the new one is more spacious, the burgeoning junk pile is maxing it out. The likely cause is the need to harbor the guest futon, bigger work table and my abundant chair collection…
I don’t know why I attract so many chairs into my life. Hardly any of them are comfortable. They just look cool. While I’m a gracious host, my guest prefer to stand as the alternative is less accommodating. A few glasses of wine and all is forgiven. I’ve attempted to let go, sell off some of this accumulated seating, however, the only ones that have budged have been the comfortable ones!
Still I have an appreciation for each chair with each individual quirk and line. Uncomfortable furniture must be testimony to my loner nature… which is why I’m the cartoonist and not the entertainer. Certainly, I’m entertaining enough for family events (I kill a funerals). But, you’d never catch me on the comedy circuit – perhaps for one show… Alas, I am the reluctant ham.
And thus, I get to ham it up here, tossing in some intelligent ramblings about the nature of chairs and personality. Fun!
Think too much, then get over yourself!
Enjoy,
Tj
