Bienvenido, Jazz Pickles. Thanks for stopping by.
My Sunday cartoon above was inspired by a kitchen renovation project some twenty years ago, when I lived in Brooklyn. An asshole, excuse me, contractor quoted a price and a time for a complete redo of my kitchen. I agreed, I gave him money, he tore out the existing kitchen, and began work. Then disappeared, came back, disappeared, came back; the usual behavior for that industry.
Over the subsequent eons, he gradually squeezed more money and time from me, and I was naive enough to allow it. In the end, the project (literally) took four times longer and cost ten times more than his estimate. With one fewer molecule of self-control, I’d now be serving time in prison for murder instead of posting a cartoon about it.
But that’s water under the bridge. Let’s get out of Brooklyn and jump ahead to last year, here in Mexico.
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