OK, this one is a bit out of sequence. It first ran in 2003, immediately following the strip I showed you two posts back. I like this particular strip, however, and I’m returning to it regardless. The original of this A&J hangs in the home of a friend, who experienced his own share of hallucinations back in the day. It hangs in his bathroom, actually. I have noticed that often is where my originals end up.
228 responses to “Fondue Memories”
No traditions in our home growing up as both my Mom and Dad worked on Christmas and we grew up learning to catch Christmas when we could and more importantly, not complaining about it. We felt fortunate to receive whatever gifts that our parents could afford and all seven kids have grown old as responsible adults and a strong faith. I have seen family fireworks in other families and while we were not The Waltons, we all knew that we were loved by our family and our creator.
Morphy, on writing: When I attempt to do serious writing, I try to be guided by the aphorism “Le mieux est l’ennemi du bien.” I just write it and then resist tinkering with it too much.
Jackie, I actually have no problem believing you once taught a Sunday school class. However, I’m pretty sure I never had a Sunday school teacher like you. 🙂
Sweet Charlotte, I forgot to mention that my grandparent’s Christmas trees were always cedars they harvested themselves from the “woods lot” back of their barn. My dad continued the tradition of cutting our trees until we moved out of state when I was fourteen. The four of us would go out on the afternoon of the first Sunday before Christmas to pick it out. Good times.
-16F earlier, now up to -12, Hi pred. 7. Lotsa snow tonight and Sunday. Sunny out now, some of our sev. “s will sublime. Peace,
I remember the cedars, pines and one year a giant holly tree from the woods on our farm.
I need to get up and dressed. We are going to Tulsa and Gilcrease, hear Symphony players and go to Christmas parade.
emb, thank you for the link to the tuna song. I had never heard that, though a fan of both Jean Redpath and Garrison Keillor. Keillor’s vocal range has always astounded me.
Ghost, I’m happy to know it was the Arctic…that would have been my guess, perhaps involving the DEW line.
Christmas traditions. Jackie’s mention of nativity sets brings to mind a small tradition of mine. Since childhood, putting up the manger set has been my responsibility. I have always put a sheep by baby Jesus’ feet, so that the sheep might breathe on Jesus’ toes and keep them warm.
Nice touch, Li’l Smigz. Until a couple of years before her death, my mom would put up a rather elaborate ceramic “Christmas Village”, using buildings and accessories my sister and I had given her over the years.
It had taken me a minute or two to realise that the reference to copper and zinc was not to blood chemistry, which was my first thought. Only when I thought of Google did I remember that copper and zinc alloys are called ‘brass.’
The world is truly going to Hell. If I hadn’t already stopped piloting aircraft, I would now.
http://www.miamiherald.com/news/nation-world/national/article120100313.html
If I were King of the World, my solution would have been TOBSIH.
My political vow: Whichever candidate first announces for president in 2020 will NOT have my vote in the primaries.
And that could happen any day now, TR. 🙂
Happy, if a little surprised, to see they managed to get enough F-35s flying to do a formation fly-by at the Army-Navy game.
The bankruptlicans have introduced a bill that will cut social security benefits by one third. I’m hoping that will be only for those that voted republican. Otherwise all of my investments will be in low income housing.
My phenomenal lunch at Gilcrease Museum in Tulsa. They were out of the fried oysters with Ancho dressing.
Had green tomato gazpacho, Johnny cakes with black beans and fresh salsa, frissee salad with grilled salmon. Window seats overlooking Osage hills. I am sitting in glass ballroom with panoramic views of more Osage Hills. Those oil barons knew how to buy a view, didn’t they?
So peaceful, there is an enormous red haw covered in lush berries just below. I love coming here for Sunday brunch as well.
Forgot to click on link to photos. https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=1704604466517954&id=100009052528502
GR6, solid advice. I phrased it differently for my son, “Aim for perfect, celebrate good enough.” Though it wasn’t writing in question, I’d hoped it was broad enough to carry over in life. Perhaps the emphasis is wrong.
My writing skills have been a work in progress so long, they may be locked. But I keep trying. Thanks for the tip.
On the Boise ATC, I guess bad paperwork isn’t the only standards falling. That’s just scary.
I’ve known how FUBAR differs from SNAFU, and experienced a civilian version of BOHICA. You taught me a new-to-me version of BUFF, but fail at TOBSIH?
Whiskey-Tango-Foxtrot?
TOBSIH = “Take Out Back Shoot In Head”, because sometimes nothing else will solve the problem.
Jackie, I wanted fried oysters recently, but the establishment’s bivalve mollusk locker was empty. So the next night, at another eatery, where I had planned to have a grilled tuna sandwich, I opted instead for an oyster po’ boy.
Yeah, I know…if that’s the worst adversity I face this month, I’m golden.
GR6, got it. Agreed.
Horizon slightly broadened. Thanks
BUFF is the B-52, last I heard.
I noticed this afternoon that fireworks stands have popped up like winter mushrooms in this area the past week. ‘Cause nothing says “Happy Birthday, Baby Jesus” like loud splody noises, I guess.
In my area fireworks are only permitted for a few days around Independence Day. NOLA has a reputation where I can see New Years celebrants wanting a bang.
I wonder GR, will they sell all the way to Fat Tuesday?
LoA2, yes on the Stratofortress. But until GR6 had used the reference here some time back, I only new buff as a color, or fit human, or nude. The Big Ugly FF was new to me then.