I started drawing this strip when I realized that I had done a strip about the advantages of having no hands, as well as a strip about prosthetic arms and one about what I’d do as a cartoonist if I lost my arm. What is it with me and arms? It’s like I’m trying to come up with a subject for the next day’s strip and my eyes glance down at my arms. “Hmm,” I say to myself. “Arms. What’s funny about arms?”
I almost didn’t run this strip out of fear that I’d seem repetitive – although I think that ship has sailed. But I said, “To hell with it. It’s late, I don’t have time to write a new strip and I think this one is funny.” I’ll do my best in the future to refrain from arm-related humor. I think I’ll focus on the ankles for a while.