So I’m sound asleep last Monday only to be jolted awake by a phone call at 2:43am. I reach a hand out from under the covers and snatch the receiver. I manage to get the word “hello” out while simultaneously wondering if the cats will stay on the bed through the late night interruption. On the other end is a somewhat inebriated, agitated voice. It’s Adaptistration’s resident political cartoonist, Dixon…
“Drew, it’s Dix! I am so [bleeping] tired of this bankruptcy [bleep],” rants Dixon. “I have a great [bleeping] idea for holiday political toon that involves the cast of the strip. Can I do it?” By the tone in his voice, I’m guessing he’s been drinking scotch.
<sigh> “You’ve never asked for permission before,” I reply.
“Hey, I’m trying to be [bleep bleep] nice!” snaps Dixon. “How about a little positive [bleeping] reinforcement?!?”
“It’s almost three in the morning Dix,” I say but I’m regretting it before the words finish leaving my lips.
“Well whose [bleep bleeping] fault is it that you’re in bed to begin with!?!”
That was followed up by some unintelligible mumbling and a loud click as the line went dead.
At that point the cats hop off the bed to begin several hours of noisily playing with things I didn’t even know could be entertaining to a cat and low and behold, Dixon’s latest satirical extravaganza is waiting for me when I login that morning.
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