A talented reader named Paul B. emailed this drawing to us the other day. Well, he just emailed it to David, which I think is telling, who then passed it on to me. It’s a good cartoon of me! And I’m wearing what appear to be fully-functional taillight pants, complete with amber indicators and reverse lamps! But I do look sort of, you know, unhinged. Now that I think about it, I really have no one to blame for that but myself.
I do look positively batshit here, though.
I’m flattered and impressed here, don’t get me wrong. It’s just sometimes a bit, let’s say, bracing, to see your own madness, as visualized by another, right in front of you like that. I’m going to say I think it’s healthy. Thank you, Paul, and fantastic job! I’m already thinking about how I can adapt some old pants and taillights into something better: taillight pants.
Also, my plane is about to board for our trip to Pebble Beach, so this one is going to get cut short. There’s going to be great Pebble Beach content coming, so don’t fret!
Now how do I put my ass-hazard lights on?
Oh, and I think those taillights are a composite, but I’ll look into it.
…meanwhile back at the Torchcave, Jason reaches out to numerous local seamstresses and seamsters to turn the sketch into reality.