Only a bit more than a day and we will have put 2016 behind us. There’s this meme going round about 2016 being a terrible year. For me personally, it was a pretty good year though! No big illnesses or tragedies in the family, my two kids are happy and healthy, business is going well (albeit still on a comic and graphic artist scale, an investment banker with my income might have already jumped from a skyscraper, but I digress), and life is good in an overall way.
My happy attitude is also helped by my cynicism. Yes, some artists have died, some of which I really liked myself. But celebrities die every year and with the boom in the entertainment industries since the 60s, I think the amount of stars dying each year is bound to go up and up.
Also, because family life takes up the last ounce of energy, I don’t watch the evening news anymore. While I still read the news, my overall level of stress and anxiety has gone down drastically in regard to politics and world events. It might have to do with the fact that I consume less news, or that I consume it on my terms. I don’t know. But breaking the habit of watching TV was one of the best things that happened to me, and I really intend to keep it the way it is, even when the kids have grown more independent and I will have a bit more free time.
The only thing I would have liked to change about 2016 was the amount of sleep I got. But things can only get better in that regard! So yay! Looking forward to 2017!
Anyway, I hope all of you also had a great 2016 and will have an even better 2017! We will see you all on the other side!
I’ve got my snow shovel sharpened, oiled and ready. But temperatures here have risen to cozy 5°C, and yesterday evening we even had 10°C. Not that I miss the snow so much, as long as there is enough in the skiing areas. At least I don’t have to dig out any vehicles and ensure that nobody slips on the sidewalk in front of my house. But I have to admit that I do love a little bit of snow once in a while during the winter. We’ll see! There are still a few months to go!
Merry Christmas everybody! Or shall I say Happy Holidays? I personally have never met anybody who was offended by either. It’s one of those subjects that I only ever read about and can never quite fathom if it really is an issue for some people or not.
Anyway, while my brother temporarily resides in what seems to be the Pakistani part of Sydney, where it’s midsummer right now, and thus is doubly challenged with getting into the Christmas spirit, here in Austria things are getting more and more festive by the hour. I am really looking forward to the big family gathering tomorrow, the people, the food, the singing and to witness the little folk’s eyes light up when they see the Christmas tree. Closely followed by drowning in gift wrapping paper.
That is, if everything goes according to plan. Just ten minutes ago, our younger son threw up all over the kitchen. I hear there’s a stomach bug making the rounds, which apparently made it its mission to create suspense for the children and the parents! Yay! Exciting!
Well, we’ll hope for the best. And I hope you’re having a wonderful Christmas, wherever you are and whatever you wish for, be it excitement, serenity, a feeling of belonging, or simply to survive! Have a big feathered hug from the chicken coop to start!
We’ve actually been getting a little bit of snow here in the last couple of days. Not enough to last until Christmas, of course, but I would guess that the chances for a white Christmas are better than ever this year. Not for my brother though, who just arrived in ‘Straya today. But here in Austria … we’ll see!
Please forgive me for keeping this here short, but I actually have to go and just remembered that I hadn’t uploaded today’s strip yet! So, tada! See you next Friday!!
Not a bad idea, you have to admit. Although pizza tastes good in most conditions, except maybe frozen, I also prefer it to be at least slightly warm.
Thinking about it, somebody should take this idea and create heated mugs. I don’t know how prevalent Christmas markets are in the States. But around here, we have them everywhere. The traditional drink sold at these markets is hot wine punch, based on mostly red wine and spices. I only partake in it occasionally, but it always bothers me that, when you get the mug, the wine is so hot, you can barely drink it andthe mug burns your fingers. Then there’s a brief period when the wine has just the right temperature, not too hot and not too cold. To me, that period usually last for about two small sips. After that, the wine is so cold that it doesn’t taste good anymore. I wonder why there aren’t thermos mugs or something out there. I pay deposit for those cups anyway.
You have to admit, that the idea of Chuck’s “Mistletrap” invention is rather ingenious. Although, if he really goes ahead with this plan, I guess he’d either bump into walls and doors all the time, or poke out the eye of someone significantly larger than himself before even reaching the bar.
I wonder who came up with the “kissing is allowed under the mistletoe” idea in the first place. A mistletoe-salesman, probably. But then, we’ll probably never know, as one of the definitions of “tradition” is that nobody remembers how it started.
Anyway, if you choose to copy Chuck’s idea, please remember: No means no, even under mistletoe!
Ha! We almost need to do a follow up to show what happens when Chuck actually starts the engine. Have you ever run into a situation (maybe with your teenage kids) when you were taken literally just so they can get out of the work? I sure have.
Looking at Chucks work here I am once again reminded that I do not miss living where it snows. Every time I go back to visit Austria I always start out thinking how cool the fresh morning snow is and I quite enjoy the novelty of having to dig out the car first thing. But I don’t have to run to work or meet a deadline, and it doesn’t matter if I end up at the ski lift 10 minutes earlier or later. Still that great novelty feeling only lasts about 3 days or so. And after a week or two I am ready to go back to the Southwest of the US. The one time I have seen it snow in Vegas, everything came to a stop since there are no snowplows here. It was kind of fun actually …
I like to think of myself as a comic artist. Unlike Chuck, I don’t know if I would use the term “accomplished” to describe myself though. But that’s an interesting question, isn’t it? When is someone “accomplished” anyway? It’s one of those things where you know when someone is it, and you know when someone isn’t, but you have no idea where the line is in between.
Has anyone of you heard of the term “impostor syndrome”? Apparently it’s quite common, especially for successful people, to feel like they could be found out as a “fraud” at any given moment. I sure know I felt like that more than once. If you follow the “fake it till you make it” strategy in whatever area of your life, maybe that feeling is bound to come up eventually.
After 15 years, I have somehow become comfortable calling myself a comic artist. But recently, after becoming a father, I have had that “impostor” feeling again. It’s shocking how much responsibility you can sign up for with no test for capability, sanity or financial stability. And at the beginning, I felt sorry for my son for having to put up with such an amateurish dad. But as the years go by, I think I am getting the hang of that role too. Although the next curve ball is just around the corner, I can feel it.
This is another of my personal favorite strips. When I was the chief pilot I couldn’t help but cringe every time the FAA inspector called. It wasn’t usually for the reasons they call Chuck and the guy was really nice, but it typically meant more work for me in some form or another. Like every pilot all I really wanted to do is just to go out and fly and not deal with rules and regulations and the associated paperwork. So maybe the “flight” response is more natural for a pilot? As in “Tell the POI, I’m out flying and I’ll call him back!” HAHA!
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A lot of my work at Roost-Air actually revolves around bubble wrap. Shipping packages, receiving packages, mailing packages, unpacking packages … the first world problems of running an online store. So one can say this strip was one of those “meant to be” or rather “written by real life” comics as it was just a matter of time for Chuck to get into bubble wrap. And don’t we all know at least one annoying guy (never us, of course) who gets way too much pleasure out of popping the bubbles?
My personal pleasure popping them has changed somewhat ever since I started having to buy them in mass quantities. Every bubble is precious! HAHA
HAPPY THANKSGIVING WEEKEND EVERYBODY! I hope you had a great day yesterday and didn’t splurge too much on turkey, or even worse, chicken! As you know us here at Roost-Air promote eating pigs and cows over birds.
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A lot of my work at Roost-Air actually revolves around bubble wrap. Shipping packages, receiving packages, mailing packages, unpacking packages … the first world problems of running an online store....