It’s been way too long since our intrepid hero had a proper debauch.  He’s nearly forgotten who he is!

I recently scored extensions for the legs of my drawing table. I’m 6’5″, and my knees pretty easily find the bottom of it. If I lower the chair I feel like a gorilla riding a mini-bike. It didn’t occur to me that I’d wind up needing an entirely new chair to make it work.  This was the first strip I drew with the extensions and the new drafting chair.  The ink went along pretty smoothly, I thought.

Kevin Moore recently posted another terrific essay at Bikes and Buddies. It looks like another gem, so I recommend heading over and giving it a read. It’s called Pussycat.

Anyway, here you go. Up early tomorrow for the gym, like always.