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When Effort Means Little


Poor Aquaman.  Breathing water and talking to fish is a lame superpower.  He cannot save the world without help.  Unless, of course, it is a fish-based evil spawned by an underwater supervillain.

That’s what it feels like to work for an hour on making a scan of my colored pencil tribute to the Aquaman art of Murphy Anderson.  You don’t see the problem?  My flatbed on my scanner is too small for this work of art.  So, I must scan in it in pieces, then puzzle it back together with an art-editing program.  Look carefully for the seams.  You can’t miss them.

But when it all goes wrong, what do I do about it?  Well, I pretend it makes a good post and that I wasn’t planning anything better, post it, and move on.  So stop laughing at me for screwing it up.  Aquaman can’t do any better.  But, wait, this is a humor blog.  Go ahead and laugh.  I will take what I can get.

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Yes, Futterwacken, the dipsy-doodah dance of the Mad Hatter.  That is what life has been for me of late.  This is my first school year in 33 years wherein I will not be teaching at all.  The two jobless school years in 2005 to 2007 saw me teaching a cappella without a safety net (in laymen’s terms, substitute teaching- where a good sub can be called at the last possible minute to fly across town to take the class from hell that the regular teacher can’t tame with a whip and a chair.  (Personal survival is entirely optional.) )  (Wow!  I never pulled off a parenthetic expression inside a parenthetic expression before.)  Being now in the eighth month of the Mad Tea Party of retired-teachery-ness, I have never truly been so free and schedule-lite before.  I have pulled off repairing siding and painting the house while being arthritic and extra-wobbly on an aluminum ladder.  I have registered two children for school three times (my son Henry in two different schools this school year).  I have written and completed three novels (The Bicycle-Wheel Genius, The Magical Miss Morgan, and Superchicken).  I have signed a contract to get one published in extreme slow-motion (Snow Babies).  And I have managed this blog with the latest accomplishment being 36 daily blog posts in a row and uncounted Paffooney pictures, both photographical and colored-pencilical.  I have invented three new words in this blog post alone (according to my computer spell-checker who was apparently an anal-retentive old-maid school teacher from the New England countryside in a past life.)  So, imagining myself as a Mad Hatter, dancing a disjointed dance where my head spins like a top, is not so far out after all.  Let me share with you one last wacky Paffooney choice for no particular reason…

aqua better

Or maybe this Paffooney was to honor the comic book artist Murphy Anderson who inspired it.  (Yeah!  I’m gonna go with that explanation).

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