This one is from 20 years ago this month. Remember where you heard it first. Often, when I’m addressing a group, I am asked if I ever get political in the strip. My immediate reaction is, “Well, don’t you read the strip?” But I don’t say that out loud. What I say is, I don’t produce overtly political material, but I do a lot of “social commentary.” I believe that if I take sides politically, 40 to 50 percent of readers will be angry whether my stance is justified or not. However, if I comment on underlying problems we all face in society, I find that almost 100 percent of readers agree.
Backs to the Future
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Sideburns, I once transported a good friend and his Siam else to the vet as he petted and loved his cat telling him about the appendectomy he was going to have. Couldn’t bring himself to tell him truth!
We picked up cat who got loved on some more and deceived. How do I get to share these experiences and not the wives? Crazy cat lady united?
One of the things I like about weekends…
“All happiness depends on a leisurely breakfast.” –John Gunther
Siamese cat, which Hal just changed to Simmered Cat.
Why? Perverse?
Yes, Ghost, and sleeping late too. I am having brunch somewhere with Dickens if I can find a dog friendly patio in Tulsa.
Little known factoid, Jean dear: Chickens do have nuggets, but you don’t want to know what part of the chicken they are.
Now, if you will excuse me, Giada is preparing a dish while wearing one of her low-cut “jiggly” sweaters. Whether with or without an undergarment, I have not yet decided, but I will study on it. 😉
The above reminds me of something I once heard Giada say while pan sautéing some boneless, skinless chicken for a dish (and I am not making this up), “…give your breasts a flip.”
My immediate thought was, “Yeah, you’ve pretty well made a career of doing that, haven’t you?”
When will we have nude cooking day to go with nude gardening day?
Paula Deen once asked Emeril for a mallet on show and said not making this one up either, “You know I like to beat my meat first” and I said “Where are censors and mute?”
We will see where JJ’s moderators are this morning.
Good afternoon all. Back home again from miscellaneous adventures including trapping 7 not very happy cats, driving through Memphis for the first time(in the dark) only got lost once, driving through near-tornado and torrential rain near Little Rock and trying to remove the smells 7 not very happy cats leave in the back of a van. Then there were the good parts, seeing the rescued cats leaving the cages for a new life in the country, Jackie’s cooking, quiet time in the country and beautiful sunrises/sunsets over a huge lake, making new cat and dog friends and getting away from family and work for the first time in 2 years.
Yesterday, shorts weather. Today, winter coat weather (and a freeze warning tonight).
I have never warn so many clothes while mowing the lawn before in my life.
That is all. Goodnight!
Flurries 2x today, neither left a trace on ground. Walked across Salisbury Plain at 1220 to go work out, 45F, strong n. wind. Near froze my hands / tote + coffee mug. Less wind, warmer on return, lunch: 1,30 nap. Peace,
Mark was a congenial and pleasant guest and traveling friend. He knows adventure follows me, sort of like the character in Lil Abner whose cloud went everywhere with him. But the sunshine does too, not all drama. At least we didn’t have to smuggle his mama’s cats out of a prison like one rescue I did.
Got back last night from the Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island. It was pretty expensive to stay there and frankly the food was wasted on me. I am a pretty finicky eater and the appetizers were not very appetizing to me. I joked that I wished that they had offered the dessert menu first!
When I came back on the ferry, I went to pick up the luggage and the tag on my CPAC machine did not match with my receipt. Fortunately I have an older machine. The ferry company called me to say that the person who picked it up will overnight it to me. Ironically they transferred 4 machines on the ferry and all FOUR ended up mixed up. Obviously when I get mine back I need to make sure that I differentiate my bag and hopefully that won’t happen again!
It was nice to go out with my wife and dress up. The history of the island and the hotel is fascinating as are the scenery. We were able to get some great photos and selfies.
We saw Amish of all kinds today. Also saw Holland, Mich. and the only real windmill in the US. We also saw lots of tulips, lots of cold wind (a record they say) and the very first snow that they’ve ever had during the festival parade. I stood the cold for almost all of the parade and finally had to go inside. Tomorrow we take the ferry to the island.
Sorry, that was me-Jerry from Fl
Sorry that it’s going to cold for you Jerry. The Island does not have any motorized vehicles, but Wednesday and Thursday they had a couple of trucks as they needed to path the road due to putting new electrical and fiber optic. So it is a modern town in a throw back setting… The Butterfly house is cool and going up to Arch Rock is pretty awesome.
Debbe 😉 Who knows what he could have become if he’d lived.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dO1rMeYnOmM
Good mornning Villagers…
Jackie, thanks for worrying about me…you are not the only one, me too. Glad you came to the rescue of those kitties and got to meet Mark in person.
Finally got the Intrepid back from NIL, only after having to put tie rods in it. So at least I have wheels.
Egg production is dropping and no one knows why. We are down 40 cases the past 2 weeks, we are only supposed to have a 1 percent weekly drop…..that’s a 3 percent drop The Corp has has already been out ‘scrutinizing’ the hen house. And I am sure, after Firday’s drop, they’ll be out on Monday. But I have a theory and it all revolves around a really bad egg belt
Ya’ll have a blessed Sunday.
GR 😉 sorry, running late. Been finnally sleeping good, thanks to modern, prescription medicine 🙂
So I have no “back at you’ this morning.
….and it’s 41 degrees out there!!!!!!!
Frost last night, but it’s 35F now [0629]. Today’s A&J [Sun.] is hilarious. Peace,
Gonfalon: This is the only strip that ever makes me run to a dictionary – and my vocabulary of the obscure and arcane is fairly decent.
Just possible that some of you youngsters may not recognize Arlo’s saying. Here’s the scoop:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baseball%27s_Sad_Lexicon#Composition
Confession: You know I’m not a big sports fan, but I was familiar with the phrase and knew it was a double play. I didn’t know it became routine, helped the Cubs win several pennants, etc. Father-in-law [Bkln. Dodgers fan] knew it well.
Also didn’t know FPA had written it, and so long ago. FPA was a regular, with John Kieran and Oscar Levant on the late ’30s[?]-’40s-’50s[?] “Information Please”, hosted by Clifton Fadiman [also a good read]. Tragically, I believe, FPA died of Alzheimer’s or some such. Always sad, but ironic when it hits a genius, E.B. White, for instance. My h.s. group is losing one now, a brilliant and generous science prof., whose caring wife lost a young first husband to cancer decades back. Peace,
Woke up to a light snow shower. Wondered if it was May 15th or November 15th!
Steve, First yr. we came here, ’58, the first snow was 15 Sep. I remember it sticking to the sumac bushes, in the open jackpine / red pine woods en route to BSC, which that year had a record 900+ students. Dorms now where those woods were. P.S. It melted off.
69° with overcast sky.
My dad loved baseball and I grew up with all things baseball, so the strip today was highly appreciated!
When I think of summer, my mind goes back to listening to the radio and hearing Waite Hoyt and “This is the Burger Beer Network!” For you who do not know (and why should you?), that was the announcer for the Cincinnati Reds. Those were the days of Ted Kluszewski, Johnny Temple, Joe Nuxhall, Wally Post… the boys of summer…