Back to the old cartoons. Current events are always a ready source of material for cartoonists. The idea for this 1998 A&J came directly from the news. There was an article making the rounds at that time saying precisely that: research indicated that one of the many effects of pregnancy upon women was an increase in intelligence. As Janis and most of the headlines phrased it, Arlo’s response was the obvious one. Sometimes, they write themselves, but not very often.
Thanks for all who ventured to the Facebook site “Arlo and Janis Fans” and joined the group. You shattered the ceiling of 500 members, which is what we set out to do. The master of ceremonies there, our friend Jim Young, was very pleased.
Fool me once…
By Jimmy Johnson
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183 responses to “Fool me once…”
ssshhhhh….Bing:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pWjzTAkWLBM
Ruth Anne….is it winter all the time in your park?
A blessed Christmas to you and yours….
love, Debbe
(see what Jackie started? I love this Village.)
Indy Mindy….where are you????
Debbe – I suspect that by the standards of what you and those in points north would consider winter, it’s NEVER winter here! I’m in central Florida. Those of us who were born and raised here shiver when the temperature drops below 60.
When I lived in Ft. Lauderdale I saw women in fur coats when it reached 70.
And yes, it has snowed in Ft. Lauderdale. Around 1975-1976 a few flakes fell one day. Very small, no accumulation.
Will be going to my daughter’s tomorrow AM, coming back Friday nite. My SO’s daughter will be bringing him Christmas dinner tomorrow. He assures me that he will be find until I get back.
There is a lot of love and concern here in the Village. That is why I am a proud resident.
Merry Christmas to all!
Just after noon today Husband and our younger daughter left the house to go to Daughter’s workplace (one of them, anyway) to collect her paycheck. They hadn’t been gone long when Daughter came back in and said that as they were going down the Mountain a young woman in a sports car, coming up the Mountain and talking on her cell phone, had hit them, denting her car and knocking the front bumper off Husband’s car. They were, however, going to continue on as soon as the sheriff had finished getting the information he needed for the report. About a half hour later I got a call from Husband. The car had had a flat tire and I should come pick them up. I got to where the car was pulled over to find that what had really happened was this: as they were going around a curve the tire, damaged when the bumper got knocked off in the first accident, blew out causing the car to swerve first to the left, and then to the right as Husband tried to stay in control. They went off the road and up a small embankment, but happily did not roll over as Husband managed to turn the wheels and land them upright in a ditch. The sheriff’s office was called (the same sheriff that caught the first accident caught this one, too) and he called a tow truck. The mechanic at the shop said in his opinion the car is totaled, as there is so much damage to the undercarriage. All I care about is that Husband and Daughter walked out, and while shaken up neither are hurt.
Happy Christmas to all and to all a Good Night!
Copy-edited the weekly UMC bulletin [though I w/b playing hooky Sun., going to FLC to hear a favorite preacher], + the monthly newsletter. Also stole a couple of high-fat goodies from the lounge kitchen’s fridge, leftovers from last Sunday’s decadent bake sale. Not sure what all this has to do with the baby Jesus, who was probably born in Nazareth, at home. But it is quite the story.
Heard the 9 Lessons and Carols from King’s College, Cambridge, live at 9 on the UMC office radio [top-notch sec’y/bookkeeper didn’t know about them = star in my crown for Kultur]. Heard the rebroadcast at 1700 at home, at greater volume, all 3 radios. Christmas dinner at noon at FLC Thur. So far, I’ve kept w/in my fat-gram allowance, but may go over tomorrow. Christmas email letter is done, may send it out tonight.
Trapper: Grateful for that one. Cells are a curse.
one more from me = = at my work, (I go in only maybe twice a week with the wife cancer thing) only the lobby and a door to the shop is downstairs, our offices are upstairs. I envision a sitcom scenario where apparently everyone is saying, “well, we can’t copy or print anything, Staples delivered all the boxes of copy paper downstairs, but John isn’t here to carry them up”
So, Jean dear, you’re sure all that was not part of a convoluted plan that would end with Husband purchasing a red sports car? 🙂 Seriously, I’m glad everyone was OK. Too much ongoing tragedy in the Village as it is.
And a very Merry Christmas to my very favorite six-foot-tall redhead. 😉
Debbe – Here. Just spent the day sleeping so I can work tonight. Blacklight pawed through the gifts, found her mousie, and started romping through the house with it – apparently she thought she had waited long enough for it.
Positive thoughts for all those who need it, and best wishes for a safe and happy Christmas to my fellow Villagers.
Mike left us a little before 1 p.m. today. He mercifully left us with a quick and less painful death/ surrounded by his two daughters, my son in law and me. We held his hands and talked to him, continueing long after his spirit had departed. I stayed almost every minute, following my own advice to talk to him, look at his face so I could remember, remembering the good times and the joy.
He sailed away on the seas of eternity, where I hope he will meet his heroes and inspiration of a lifetime. The outpouring of love for him has been so wonderful, heartfelt and real. He was a humble and talented man, the best man I have ever known.
Losing him and my mom the same week is so painful. We will have a joint service at my girls’ request. In this year I have lost the most important four people with whom I traveled so many miles of life.
Your words have helped me so much this week and all through this ordeal.
Love, Jackie
Jackie: Again, Peace. emb
Jackie, you have my deepest sympathy. I know what it’s like to lose a loved one at a time like this. (My grandmother died on Christmas Eve, and even though we’re Jewish, it’s still a time for family and friends.) I wish there were something better that I could say, but at least Mike’s passing was peaceful and painless.
Jackie, you are very brave. A deeply saddened and thoughtful Christmas Eve for the Village, and for everyone who knew and loved Mike. The love will live on.
Jackie, my most sincere condolences. I’m sorry that you’ve suffered the devastating losses you have this week.
Jackie: Words fail me… but love does not. God bless you and your family.
Jackie – I am so sorry. Much love to you and your family. {hugs}
Dearest Jackie: I am so very sorry for your loss, and I cannot even imagine the distress you are feeling as the result of the double loss you have just suffered. I hope you will understand when I say that I am thankful that your mother and your husband left this world relatively quickly and relatively painlessly. (I say that after spending seven and a half months watching my sister die last year.) Not many things frighten me, but a slow death from metastatic disease, and the pain normally associated with it, is one that does.
It seems obvious that you and Mike had a sizable network of friends and fellow enthusiasts (something that tells me much about the kind of people you are), and I hope you will be able to draw strength from them, as well as from your surviving family. Meanwhile, know that you are very much in my thoughts, as I’m sure you are in those of your many other “friends you’ve not yet met” here in the Village.
Jackie, I hope our words will bring you some comfort during this difficult time… few of us have lost loved ones that quickly… but we all have lost loved ones and know that pain in some measure.
“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of compassion and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our troubles, so that we can comfort those in any trouble with the comfort we ourselves receive from God.” (2 Corinthians 1:3-4 NIV)
Ghost, the love is so real but it happened because we made a lot of friends thru the net and we wrote and talked and shared a lot like this. I decided that we wanted to meet them, to connect in person and so Sail Oklahoma was born, a big family reunion of internet friends who came to our back yard and we all celebrated together a love of wooden boats and all forms of being on the water.
The first year my “webmaster” said we might get six boats to come. And a lot morec
Hundreds of people and boats have come over the years each year, from foreign lands, almost every state in America. It is more the chance to communicate with others and share love and knowledge that brings them thousands of miles.
Mike got to travel and sail other boats but he usually built a new one each year, touring them all over at our expense. No one paid us, it was love we were rewarded with. Mike said the last six years were the happiest in his life, getting to do something he loved so much.
One of our editors ran an article on the tallship Ellisa down in Galveston, TX. Mike would have loved it, as he was a volunteer who had qualified to climb the rigging to the highest point as part of her crew to sail her.
Net friends are real. Remember pen pals?
Love, Jackie
Jackie, God’s peace and comfort be with you at this time. I am glad you joined the Village and that we have been some help to you, even though we have never met. From what you have said, I know you have courage and strength, and you will be able to carry on. Thank you for sharing your joys and struggles with us.
Jackie, I am so sorry. You, your daughters, and your whole family will be in my prayers, and may all those close to you bring you much comfort. You have had an amazing journey with Mike, and I hope those memories will keep him close to you every day. Thank you for sharing your life with us.