The second installment of the senses-shattering strip devoted to the life-and-times of our favorite pup as seen through the eyes of his master. How zen!
The comic-book-fanatics were out IN FORCE today. They kept poor Daniel running all afternoon. He's a champion of customer service. So, the first panel is dedicated to him.
After my shift at the "nerd-store" I took in the latter part of my friends' set of rockin' jazz-fusion-type-music at the Philosophers Stone. Spur got stung square on the nose during one of the set breaks - that's why I drew a bee menacing him on the drum-set. I had a nice conversation with the bass player, John Shaugasy [sic] about lost fortunes in comic books during another set break. I wanted to mention John because he is not depicted in the bottom panel. I apologize, I have the rest of my life to work on composition, right?
Todays strip also features a nice half-tone that should be here to stay (except on days that time does not allow). Click on the thumbnail to view the strip in all it's full-size glory, as usual.
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