A Mournful Tuna

This old cartoon is from this very date, May 26, in 2009. I’ve loved a good tuna-salad sandwich since I was a kid. Mama made the best “tuna-fish salad,” but, like most of her recipes, her tuna salad was very simple. Mayonnaise, a little pickle relish and canned tuna. I know: it doesn’t get much more generic than that, but she had a real knack for mixing it all together. There’s nothing more dispiriting than anticipating a good tuna-salad sandwich and opening a can to find a watery mess that looks like the bottom of a chum bucket. As Arlo discovers, even buying the more expensive “chunk” variety is no guarantee of satisfaction.

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244 responses to “A Mournful Tuna”

  1. I’ve learned too, to stick to the fancy albacore solid kind. The other kind looks like something you’d feed to Ludwig. Blah!

  2. I also use the pouch-borne variety of tuna (non-seasoned, packed-in-water), and I make the “lux” version…chopped hard boiled egg in addition to the ingredients Jimmy’s mom used. Either sweet or dill pickle relish will work, but I personally prefer sweet. And I do make deviled ham spread the same way as she made her tuna salad.

    I was thinking earlier this morning that the only thing that would likely attract more attention and comment than the possibility of sexual intrigue would be the mention of food. And here it is. πŸ™‚

  3. My grandmother used to make tuna salad that had not only the pickles, but chunks of pecan and apples in it. She also would put lettuce leaf on it; about the only time I liked lettuce on a sandwich. I tried a few times to make it like she did, but always failed.

  4. Just the other day my sister and I were discussing the change from oil-packed tuna to water-packed, and how long it took us to get used to the change. Odd how things pop up in a conversation, isn’t it?

    I usually like dill pickle chips in tuna salad, but every once in a while I will put chopped spanish olives (the kind with pimento) in it. Makes a very tasty sandwich with lightly toasted bread.

    bill, I don’t want apples in my tuna salad, but I will put finely chopped apple in chicken salad, along with mayonnaise and chopped celery. πŸ™‚

  5. Ghost Sweetie, I’m still around, just some days even typing uses more energy than I can muster. I promise you, though, that if anything does happen I will leave instructions for someone to come and inform the Village. πŸ™‚

  6. Cheap, mushy tuna packed in oil with sweet pickle relish = why I didn’t like tuna salad when I was growing up! It wasn’t until a pot luck lunch where I had some made with albacore packed in water that I decided that canned tuna was actually edible. Now I make tuna salad with some onion, sometimes h-b egg, mayo (of course), and maybe a sprinkle of curry powder. Hmmm, I wonder if capers would work?

  7. Grandmother made hers with chopped onion and apple. I never cared for raw white onion. Now I bet it would be better with the Vidalia type.

  8. Speaking of tuna salad, over the years I’ve tried many different recepies both from home and at restuarants/delis. However the one I’ve kept to has been my grandmothers, although I have tweaked it some. Her reicipe used drained solid albacore tuna chopped into small bits (I use one of those hand choppers) then bound with mayo and pickle brine (preferably from bread & butter chips) plus some sweet relish and diced celery to add crunch. Over the years I’ve tweaked this some and now add some Old Bay seasoning to the rest of the ingredients to add a little zing to the mixture. I prefer to chill this before eating but having this on toast with some lettuce and a few bread & butter pickle chips is a very satisfying, and memorable, meal.

    Don’t know why I’m making a rare post here talking about tuna salad but I guess the talk struck a chord. Of course now I’m going to have to go and make some before the craving overwhelms me.

  9. W in Fl: Nostalgia will do that to you. πŸ™‚ And your mention of Old Bay seasoning reminded me I forgot to say I add a couple or three grinds of black pepper to my tuna salad for seasoning.

    Jean dear: I never thought of chopped olives in tuna salad, but I love green olives. I have a jar in the reefer, so I’ll give it a try. And please try to see that your notification arrangements are not needed. πŸ™‚

  10. Trucker: I’ve had one of those can-sized colanders for years, and I love it. Works great for canned mushrooms, canned diced tomatoes, canned black, pinto, etc. beans, anything for which the recipe calls for draining before adding.

  11. Well here Mr. Picky eater. I do not like crunch in my tuna salad. We make ours with the Ludwig tuna (I have eaten it all my life and enjoy it) with a couple eggs (for you Debbe) mayo and season with a touch on onion powder, garlic powder and salt and pepper. I like mine on bread or put it on an english muffin with a slice of cheese and melt it in the oven. The very best tuna sandwich that I ever had was in a small sushi bar in a small town in Japan. The sushi were on plates that were suspended above us and when I saw the tuna salad at the end of lunch, I had to try it. Man was it good. It had a special mayonnaise to it.

    Another cold salad that we make is chicken, mayo, grapes, celery and macaroni, with a splash of lemon juice. My wife will add onions to hers and cut up the celery real big so I can fish it out. We also will follow the same recipe but use tuna.

    Finally my wife’s potato salad is excellent. The key is adding a lot of eggs to make it creamy. Again my wife will either make the onions big or just leave them out and add them to hers.

  12. When I lived in Hawaii I got introduced to lots of delicious food by my local non-Caucasian friends. One was crab potato salad. I loved it but only problem is that it called for equal parts crab and potatoes, along with lots of goodies to enhance it. Who can afford that much crab meat?

    And lobster salad. I would do almost anything for lobster salad.

    Doesn’t anyone like nuts in their chicken or tuna salad? Or sweet peppers or chives or green onions or parsley or fresh dill?

    And yes, capers work very well. I use anything in fridge or garden as a matter of fact, radishes, carrots, green peas.

  13. There’s one thing I use Ludwig style tuna for: a tuna noodle casserole, as I want the tuna flavor to come through, and the delicate taste of solid white Albacore just gets lost. Of course, I also use the oil it’s packed in instead of draining it off and then replacing it because there’s no point in throwing away all that extra fish flavor.

    BTW, for those of you who watch Chopped, one of the mystery ingredients once was leftover tuna noodle casserole. One of the judges, Aaron Sanchez, mentioned that he’d never actually eaten it before because it’s “Gringo Food.” (For those of you who don’t, not only is Aaron from Mexico, his mother was a famous chef and cooking writer.)

  14. The truth is, almost anything you like works in tuna or chicken salad. Within reason. I like bourbon, but I wouldn’t put it in tuna salad. Of course, in chicken salad, I suppose you could consider it a version of “Drunken Chicken”.

    I recently mentioned the lobster roll I had the time I visited Maine one year in late winter (aka early June.) The hole-in-the-wall cafe where I had it was owned by one of the local lobster boat owners. So yes, fresh it was.

    And yes, Steve, you do win the Picky Eater of the Day Award. πŸ™‚

  15. Oh, I might have Steve beat. Tuna, in water, drained WELL (that can colander is awesome), mayo, sweet pickle, and a dash of celery seed. Basic. Don’t put fruit in my vegetables (except tomatoes), or vegetables in my fruit. And leave nuts completely out of my food. I will eat cashews or peanuts on their own, but that is it. Jackie’s food pictures are pretty, but I could not eat a bite. Then again, I am known to take casseroles apart and eat each bit separate, so there is that too.

  16. Golly Neds, JJ ! You drain the tuna juice out first (holding the lid down on the tuna and decanting thus) and feed it to the cat(s) !

  17. Tuna salad: any kind of tuna, drained but not dry. Lots of real mayo. Goodly amount of salt. Nothing else currently – still don’t have usable teeth!

    A few days back we wrote of streaking, thanks to a Janis photo in a JJ cartoon. Someone opined it may have surprised/shocked the viewers in the college building. Y’know, maybe not. Those viewers were art students, presumably, and they might very well have been using live unclad models. As such, they’d hardly be shocked by the streakers. In fact, those students might have considered the streakers as PPPP – “Passing Parade of Possible Posers” – and kept them in mind for future employment in the department!
    To shock people, the streakers would have needed an audience of those with the innate sensitivity of the old Ernie Kovacs character, Percy Dovetonsils. I always enjoyed those PD skits/bits….

  18. This is odd. Janis appears to be tottering on the edge of making a huge mistake, and we are all discussing the various ways to construct tuna salad. Well, I’m sure Janis’s pending folly is being discussed to death over on The Dark Side. That’s what they do there.

    In re:

    Would I want to re-connect with a female with whom I had a relationship in HS or college?

    No. (Well, with one exception, from HS. Well, perhaps two. And mostly just to see how their hopes, dreams and ambitions turned out.)

    Would I want to re-connect with a female with whom I had a relationship over twenty years ago?

    I can’t think of one that I would.

    Would I want to re-connect with a female with whom I had a relationship between ten and twenty years ago?

    Doubtful. Likely no.

    Would I want to re-connect with a female with whom I had a relationship in the past ten years?

    Yes and no. It would depend on which one.

    Face it…anyone, female or male, you knew more than twenty years ago is very unlikely to be that same person now. But I’ll bet some of you Book of Faces users have discovered that already.

  19. I have found it interesting to dig up old friends from, say, 60 yrs. ago – though there were no relationships in today’s physical usage of that word. Classmates.com is a great place to start. They provide a means for making contact with members and also, separately, a way to find HS yearbook pictures even if the subject is not a member of Classmates.com. Of course, they want to sell you copies of said books, but such is not required to search and view. I have all my yearbooks from HS, college, and several places at which I have taught; they provide nice browsing from time to time.

  20. I make my tuna (always drained) with mayo, garlic powder, onion powder, a little salt & pepper, and sometimes Old Bay seasoning. It’s amazing how mushy the ‘brand name’ tuna has gotten. I’ve found that the house brand from Aldi usually contains actual chunks, and it’s cheaper.

  21. Yes, Neville in Monroe, LA. I designed the coat of arms that is used for their yearbook and school flag.

    No, I have no copies of any yearbooks from the four high schools I attended nor have I seen one since I attended. God knows what I looked like, I don’t.

    Funny thing is no one from my past has surfaced and until Ghost mentioned it had not run through my brain. Oh dear. No, I have never gone to a reunion or tried to connect with the past.

    If Janis isn’t dreaming she is making a huge mistake and needs to go to confession but we’ve had no indication of religiousity.

  22. I went to one class reunion and recognized almost nobody. But they all seemed to know me. Good thing I never took up anything that required me to go undercover. My family moved so much that I attended 2 elementary schools, 3 Jr. high schools and 2 high schools. I was rarely at a school long enough to even get well acquainted, much less become part of any clique.

    And I use the lid to drain tuna, too. When you have the lid detached, press it down and then turn the can sideways, and keep pressing till it stops dripping. Still moist tuna, but not runny.

  23. Mark, I do about the same thing. Before using the canopener, I punch two holes on opposite sides of the lid, with a beer opener; much easier then to open and squeeze all the liquid out.

  24. You mean not everyone uses the lid to drain the juice from cans? Imagine that! And of course the cat gets the “tuna juice” πŸ™‚

  25. ‘Our Family’, a house brand, tuna works fine for me, only 1 g. fat / 5 oz.* can [which they label as 2 servings], juice drained with lid. Don’t make tuna salad, but happily eat others’ t.s. Use it in various combos w/ steamed veggies. *Downsized from 6, like all the others,

    About college: just learned that my Cornell U. roommate, all 4 years, died couple of days ago, Palo Alto. Felt strange telling my visiting 54 y.o. daughter my roomy had died. He was 85/86; don’t remember his b’day. Renal physiologist, both PhD and MD. Known him since 6th grade, used to live in the Greenwich Village house on 5th Ave. and 9th St. that once housed Mark Twain.

    Four of us graduated Stuyvesant H.S. in June ’47. The other two went to Columbia U. [Brown geochem. prof., now suffering from Alzheimer’s nr. Palo Alto], the other to Pratt Inst. in Bkln., now retired EE in Philly, still plays tennis. He’s the one who called w/ the news. I emailed the widow [I’m a firm believer in content as opposed to show, which I think she and maybe their sons know], cc. to my kids and others who should know. Wife was a nurse [as was mine]. We don’t really know what’s next, but I think he is still in good hands. Peace,

  26. emb, first TIP refers to stereotype of men wearing pink as being less masculine. The second has reference to TV series/books Game of Thrones by George R. R. Martin. Have not read any, nor seen show, but London’s Daily Telegraph keeps mentioning the show and characters on their website, so I have seen the name.

    Perhaps a fan can explain it to us both?

  27. So far this spring in northern Utah I’ve been able to wear shirtsleeve shirts just 3 days… meaning that the max temperature was over 75 F only on those 3 days thus far. That is very unusual! And we’ve had more rainy days than we normally do in this very dry state.

  28. I posted this before and it has disappeared.

    This is for Monday – I may not get back before then:


    Monday was originally “Decoration Day”
    People forget that this is why we have “Memorial Day”

    not just another Monday off.

    GM Debbe

    Steve said he would play it on Friday Favorites about 6ish

  29. Strip of 05.27.16:

    So she passes it off by saying that they were young and human?

    Nothing worse than an unfaithful spouse.

    By the way, she would have killed Arlo for being young and human.

  30. I was hoping that I would go through this weekend without hearing or reading the loathsome “Happy Memorial Day.”

    No luck.

    Just read it in the blog of a fellow whom I know, about my age, and quite intelligent.

    I hope that it was a momentary lapse, but I suspect that it’s more representative of the spreading rot in our culture.

  31. Dickens went back to bed and I wish I were. Early doesn’t work anymore. In fact, I feel ill. Eating strawberries to go with Glucerna, water and insulin. Dickens didn’t eat any breakfast. He has chicken Beneful.

    Being a genuine war orphan I have trouble with Memorial Day celebrations. It has ceased to be a day to remember and become a barbecue and beer and boats day, especially on lakes as where I live. I always want to crawl off somewhere on top of a mountain high in the Rockies to skip it. And sometimes I do.

  32. Rick: My response was relief: “We know.”

    Janis knows an overall good deal when she has one. Fortunately, so did Elaine and I. There is much to be said for trustworthy long-term monogamy.

    Today’s TIP comic is the same as yesterday’s BlogSpot, and today’s BlogSpot is new;

    http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/ Peace,

  33. I equate Memorial Day with Good Friday in that a death had a meaningful purpose. I am very happy that these young boys (and now girls) paid the ultimate sacrifice for freedom. I like to think that going to a parade, having a picnic or watching the Indianapolis 500 is a celebration of that freedom and that is what those young people would want me to do. I don’t know.

    I will continue to celebrate my freedom to eat whatever I like and not eat what I don’t like. I often cook things that I would never eat as a service to others. My wife has lived long enough with me to know this and that’s why respect each others dietary preferences.

  34. Just saw a story about flooding in Conroe, TX, which made me realize we haven’t heard from Judy in quite a while. (So long, in fact, that I almost wasn’t sure that was her name.) Hope all is well with her.

  35. Huh? I personally am finding this week’s strip about Janis and her long ago apparent office spouse Vince more than a little bit disconcerting. But it rings true that people have many different types of relationships. And your significant others don’t always know the extent of it. Harmless or harmful? So I tuned in to read the villagers’ comments. But other than occasional reunion-type chatter, people are talking about totally unrelated stuff. Did I miss something? I’m perplexed.

  36. Ironically, just last night I reconnected with a long-lost work friend on Facebook. Hadn’t seen her in over 30 years. At that time we were just out of college and unattached, but had more of a brother/sister relationship, so there were no sparks. I’m looking forward to finding out how life has been treating her. No thoughts or regrets about “what might have been”- I’m still passionately in love with my frau of 33 years.

  37. Bonnie, I think most people here just don’t quite know what to make of Janis’s current behavior. I guess we just have to trust Jimmy’s judgement on this one and see how it plays out.

  38. No relationships at work other than one where I became object of work place sexual harassment from boss and I quit. Everyone could see it and offered to testify if I filed suit. I just quit and left. I respected female owner of company and wouldn’t sue her. I am a terrible flirt, so invited it I suppose.

    Anyway, few men I ever worked with would have appealed to me. I was married to the Most Interesting Man in the World who was movie star good looking to boot. Found his secret life only after he died. Too late to kill him so I settled for still loving him as I did in life and settled for accepting it was his problem and not my fault. I was faithful.

    Is that sufficient comment?

  39. I keep up with several people I went to college with, but when I graduated from high school I left for good, and good riddance. Would I want to reconnect with anyone from college? As friends, maybe yes. Anything else? No.

    Mark, I’ll see your MediΓ¦val BΓ¦bes and raise you Sirena, though I’m sure Ghost will enjoy this, too. πŸ™‚


  40. Nonny Mouse, flirting is never an invitation for harassment, so no, his boorishness was not your fault. And as for your other comment, I will admit to being overly curious, but it’s not my business to ask.

  41. There’s no way around it…betrayal hurts. That’s one reason, after consecutive experiences with Bad Mindy and Bat-Guano Crazy Lady, I’ve put β€œRomance” on hiatus for a while.

    Yes. Me.

  42. Ghost, I suspect Jimmy thought long and hard about this week’s strip. Intimate office relationships that don’t progress past the platonic are quite common in all probability. People spend almost as many waking hours at work as they do at home. Interesting that Jimmy chose Janis to have the other relationship, rather than Arlo. Do we really ever “know” someone? Anonymous’ heartrending post says a lot. We’ll just have to see what next week brings……if anything.

  43. All we know about Janis/office is that she engaged in a mutually-agreeable smooch at a farewell gathering, and that there was also a hug involved [seen in the flashback]. Seems OK to me; I don’t read anything more into her history with what’s-his-face.

  44. Over time I have had thoughts about some coworkers. But thoughts is all, because I had seen others have such behavior blow up on them.

  45. I think Arlo is very trusting and content with their relationship. Note the earlier strips where he comments negatively on relationship questionnaires in the women’s magazines that Janis tries to get him to answer. And his reaction when Janis described her idea of a fantasy relationship to him. Where he once fantasized about a boat, we don’t really know what he fantasizes about anymore, other than his sports teams winning once in a while.

  46. I always thought Bad Mindy was part of the Village, like Mindy From Indy. My Bad.

    So, I suppose I will never get to meet the Ghost, especially if he joins a monastic order? I promise I am as southern mama as they get except as the tee shirts say, “I love Jesus but I cuss a little.”

    And have those three cards declaring me a nudist. Which isn’t like being a communist or anything, since there is no politics involved.

  47. Bonnie
    Many decades ago was a program where the Devil tempted a woman with
    a million dollars if it were alright if “a person she she did not know” died.

    The crux was the person she did not know was her husband that left her
    a million dollar life insurance.

    We are going to our annual get together of college friends – about 39 years now.

    The only romantic attachment from college is my sweetie of 49 years – 47 married.

    GM Debbe

  48. Hey! How does “hiatus” = “monastery”?

    Jackie, I guarantee we could have a ball together, without “Romance” ever rearing its head. Unless you insisted. πŸ˜‰

    Who knows? I may drive up to your house some day (not unannounced, of course)…just in time to take you to a doctor’s appointment and then have some Vietnamese. πŸ™‚

  49. I think I wished Galliglo happy birthday on wrong day. Happy birthday if this is right one and if not, a very merry unbirthday to you.

    Ghost, I am last person in world looking for permanent, haven’t even paid my lawyers bill yet from undoing last one. Have to do that when I get home. I did sign all the paper work on a trip to Tulsa between trips.

    Gee, what a fun concept: fun! I am at IGA buying more beer and water and snacks for boat crew.

  50. Lord knows what I looked like? In some fit I joined Classmates where I am remembered as cute, friendly, smiling, intelligent, pretty and similar words.

    Then I hit the wrong key on computer and posted a quote from Dr. King, but they knew I was different even back then.

  51. Yes, it IS my birthday! Thank you for the best wishes.

    Has been a busy week. I worked 44 hrs last week and 48 this week, thru today… and I shall be working tomorrow AM and on Monday! Gee… my hours are worse than Lady Mindy’s! But… the annual budget MUST be done by Tuesday morning.

    But my daughter took me out to eat tonight, and I shall be going to my high school alumni dinner tomorrow evening, so it is not all work and no play.

    I have been following with interest the conversations this week about old friends. Tomorrow evening should be interesting… one guy that will probably attend WAS an old boyfriend – twice! 1st time was in HS – I had a huge crush on him. He gave me my first REAL kiss. When I came back to Ohio, I was single – he was single. We had a thing going for awhile. But, as Ghost said, people are not the same after several years. I am glad that relationship did not work out He has since remarried, I wish him the best.

  52. Happy Birthday, Gal!!

    I am trying to find and destroy all pictures of me from kindergarten to high school. They are horrible, and I shudder at the thought that they are still Out There somewhere.

  53. I doubt I would become the Crazy Cat Lady joining the Bat Guano Crazy one so I accept your offer Ghost. Any time, announced or not is fine. It’d keep me on my toes and promote more order in my life than exists currently. Motivating good behavior with a dangled carrot seems appropriate on a comic strip forum.

    Thanks for making me smile. I did and did.

  54. Steve, I got to see what your weather is like. It’s your turn to experience mine. I once had a going away picnic at which a well-endowed young lady had too much to drink and began blubbering about me leaving. It was a little embarrassing. We had never done anything more intimate than say hello. She had a friend though who must have given me a good recomendation.

  55. For anybody on Classmates.com: I get a daily email from C.com, but that page is not suited to searching. On the page are many chances to click; just pick one and click. You will get a page which has search capabilities – in my case, at the upper right on a horizontal orange band. The search rectangle is usually set to searching all names and places, but there is an arrow at its left for a drop down menu. Drop it down and select “all yearbooks”. The menu will disappear and the rectangle reappear. Enter ONE name in the rectangle and click on the magnifying glass icon. Voila!
    On the pages of hits, focus in on your quarry by using the year, state, and city options at the left of the list of hits.
    Find a likely hit and click to open. Initially, the hit page may be foggy, but it usually clears up in a little while. There is a change-of-size option a top center; I always enlarge. Enjoy the hit. Then, go back to the page showing that hit page among the others and click on the option to show more hits from the same yearbook; with luck, you’ll find more.

    Why ONE name? if you enter a full name [“Joseph Furfural”] you’ll get hits for “Joseph” plus hits for “Furfural”, and that will be an unholy number of hits. Just enter “Furfural” and see only a few hits. Of course, if the sought name has an unusual first name [“Benzaldehyde Roberts”], enter “Benzaldehyde”, but be aware that you’ll miss hits wherein that person is listed in the format “B. Roberts”. Clearly, using the surname is often better.

  56. Good morning Villagers….

    Gal….happy belated birthday….have a good time tonight.

    Hopefully, it will be a quite weekend here…BIL and his daughter left to help NIL move…several miles away….yeah!!!!! I just hope they stay the weekend there.

    Neighbor down the road dropped off some nice size blue gill…12 in all…..husband going to fillet today…guess what (I’d better) I’m have for supper πŸ™‚

    And I am glad the current story arc has come to an end.

    Happy Caturday……

  57. Evidently, the URL didn’t want me to tell about my doctor’s visit as it wouldn’t submit, then I deleted the paragraph….and it posted. Anyway, my thyroid is still high, lost 5 pounds, and she doesn’t want to increase my meds as I have a high metabolism and she doesn’t want me to lose any more weight…take multivitamins, also had to show her the motions I go through when I pack….bad hip….so I got a steroid shot…

  58. Strange…it took it.

    gonna be a hot one today, told my Boss I was going to strip down to my ‘bare’ essentials…those hazmat suits are too hot. It was almost 100 percent humidity in the packing room yesterday…..

  59. Debbe, it may be the hazmat suit keeping you too hot…. sounds like the results from staying out in the sun for too long. Take care of yourself best you can. πŸ™‚ GAL- Happy day !

  60. Jackie has always known what Janis found out about old flames and since mine go back so far they are now old men, too old for me because they became old on schedule while I didn’t. I gained lots of life experiences but refuse to age or do old lady things. I like to be around ageless people who continue to keep on acting as though Father Time missed us.

    So, I don’t go to reunions, don’t look up old boy friends or classmates. Not interested in who I once dated, although I was worried about that one southern gentleman plastic surgeon and relieved to find out we didn’t know each other.

    Do miss the speech, bought a tee shirt that says “Speak Southern to me.” I miss a lot of things Southern of course.

    Janis can be a tad delusional at times anyway. Glad we didn’t get her reuniting with Vince for a cheating episode. A and J is no Rex Morgan or Mary Worth which are inane and boring.

  61. Debbe πŸ˜‰ Sorry about your song last night, hon. I’ll do you twice tonight. πŸ™‚

    “Bare essentials”, eh? Although come to think of it, that’s all that the members of my all-female staff wear under their work clothes, too.

  62. Happy birthday, belated to all and blessings to all. Not much time today. Things to do. I really wonder at how I had time to work. Still reading, even if I don’t comment.

    God bless us every one.

  63. Bear, I believe I have recounted the story of how some well-meaning old biddie told my mom that if she had my waist length hair cut short I would have ringlets like Shirley Temple. She was WRONG, so even in first grade photos I had frizzy hair. I hate those early pictures.

    And for those speaking of old flames…


  64. Yes, Jean dear, I do realize that. Constantly. πŸ˜‰

    And yes, also, Jackie. But are you familiar with the concept of “a little good evil”?

  65. I am rather ecumenical. Anglicans tend to be liberal even on issues of good vs. Evil. We were founded over issues of sin by our titular leader of the Church of England, Henry the Eighth. Long history so my version of evil is REALLY bad stuff. X-Ray vision is harmless.

  66. Need to get back to boat shop. I ran out to pick up some sparkling wine, Barefoot Moscato, and some sparkling margaritas which intrigued me, in bottles. I looked at some good stuff but this group of volunteers are mainly beer drinkers. I may hAve no takers. I bought three bottles of wine at beginning of week to find no wine drinkers.

    Today is last day so I thought we might toss a few drops on boat and name her.

  67. Strip of 05.28.16:

    Janis has realized that Thomas Wolfe was right.

    Still, she is not a person to whom I would want to be married.

    There is no pain greater than an unfaithful spouse, and that is what Janis was/is.

  68. Respectfully, I don’t agree that Janis was an unfaithful spouse. But I do think she was absolutely conflicted in that she had some sort of strong feelings for Vince. What did President Jimmy Carter once say – “I had lust in my heart”. I think Carter was a pretty honorable and decent guy, all in all, but acknowledged that human beings have frailties. Thinking about lustful thoughts is not the same as acting on them. I think in the last frame of today’s strip, Janis realizes the spark – or whatever it was – is gone. And perhaps she misses the IDEA of the spark. And youthful longings. Thoughts anyone?

  69. Oh good, FINALLY a wine drinker. We are naming this boat Newton, as in fig. Not Sir Isaac. The volunteers picked the name.

    My boat, the personal one of these, is still named Boat Widow.

    My background gave me a love of wine that has never left. Well, I still eat the fruit and cheese and bread.

  70. Once knew a rather tall guy with the surname “Newton”. Had a personalized car tag that read “BIG FIG”.

    Had I one of those boats, it would be named “Figment”, as it would likely exist solely in my imagination.

  71. Well, I only named one of the two I am building. Poured margaritas on the bow of this one and named it Newton. Boat Widow is sitting in a storage shed waiting to be freed and moved down to Farley Boat Works. She hasn’t been christened yet.

    I love my endocrinologist who is named Duda and has a Sportscar with a plate Zippity.

  72. No $#!+, Lady Mindy! But then you’d have missed all the prestige, recognition, and personal satisfaction that results from being part of the management team. πŸ™‚

  73. As a never-married, Bonnie, I probably should not be opining on Janis’s actions. I do think that calling Vince or accepting his call was a mistake on her part. By the time the call is over, even she realizes that was a mistake, although probably not for the same reason I think so. Perhaps the thing that actually bothers me most is her (somewhat cavalier, it seems to me) remark about “a private scrapbook of what might have been”, considering that what could have been 20 years ago would have likely included a breakup of her marriage to Arlo, wouldn’t it?

  74. Gary, nothing much, just that underneath our clothing we are all naked. πŸ™‚

    Nonny Mouse, my tastes in wine have changed over the years. Where I once liked full-bodied reds, now I find I prefer white wines. Not sure what caused the change, but there it is, so if you have a nice Viogner or Gewurztraminer, I’m in. As to beers, I really don’t like American beers. I have found that I prefer to sit in a biergarten with a stein of Augustiner any day than drink a Bud, or worse, Bud Lite. **shudder**

    When I was in college I knew a young man named Newton. Yes, that was his given name. He was about 6’4, and I used to tell him he was just a fig of my imaginewton.

  75. Hear about the urologist who found himself in court and requested a jury trial? He told his attorney to try to fill the jury panel with the doc’s ex-patients. The lawyer asked whether the urologist thought his treatments would sway those jurors to his side of the case. The doc replied, “Maybe so; maybe not – but doesn’t the law guarantee me a jury of my peers?”

  76. Eugenia, you and I really, really should have met in college. πŸ˜‰ I sort of like Japanese beers, so would that make us the Axis Beer Powers?

    I glanced at my wine rack and saw Cabernet Sauvignon, Merlot, Pinot Noir, Syrah and Zinfandel. I’m sensing a trend here.

  77. My personal take on Wolfe:

    For me, he was wrong.

    It’s not that I can’t home again.

    It’s that I don’t really want to.

  78. Rick in Shermantown, you really can’t go home again physically, in the sense that passing time changes all but your memories. But in your mind, you can go home again, because it never changes there.

    Jackie, your friend also could have had Camptown Ladies, or whatever the shortened version would be to fit the tag.

    Ghost, I once had dinner with a lady who picked the restaurant. It turned out to be a place which made its own beer (before those appeared on every corner). I think they had four varieties plus their own root beer. At her insistence I ordered myself the sampler, which was small (2 ounce or so) cups of each. Although not an alcohol fan, my taste ran to the strongest stout and their light beer, with the stout tasting the best.

  79. Oh boy. Just heard from brother who is taking road trip to Grand Canyon with his wife. They got to Albuquerque today and wife’s purse got stolen off registration counter, presumably by next couple who checked in. Now they can’t even get into the hotel room and are waiting for police to show.

  80. Funny memory is that I liked all wines, reds, whites and roses including sparkling, fruity and deserts. I think I liked wines! It didn’t hurt they tended to be exceptional varietals paired with good food.

    But I drank a lot of American wines because Mike was president of local chapters of American wine societies. I am about to experiment with wine sipping to see what happens? A la Janis, I may return to sipping in tub. Maybe if I forego the rich food I will be ok, no French chefs in my bathroom

  81. I am happy to report that the fellow with the blog removed “Happy Memorial Day” after I sent the following to his private email:

    I just read the opening to your blog this morning, and I earnestly ask you to remove “Happy” from “Memorial Day Weekend.”

    I do not mean to cause offense, but this is a matter of great importance to me. Memorial Day is not meant to be a day of joy or celebration. Instead, it is meant to be a day of somber reflection, remembrance, gratitude, and, for almost all of us, sorrow. Who amongst us does not know someone who is serving or has served in this nation’s military? No one, I am sure. Who amongst us has not had a family member serve in the military during the course of this country’s history? Precious few, I know. How many of us have lost someone in armed combat? Too many.

    “Happy Independence Day,” “Happy Thanksgiving,” and others are completely acceptable, but I maintain that “Happy Memorial Day” is not. I am aware that all customs and observances change and become something utterly alien to the form they had at birth. Some deserve to be changed or even erased from our culture. Memorial Day becoming a ubiquitous and ultimately hollow salutation as “Happy Memorial Day” is one change that I hope all pieces of the mosaic that is our American culture will resist.

    Instead of saying, “Happy Memorial Day,” perhaps say, “Have a thankful Memorial Day” or “This Memorial Day, remember – and be grateful.”

    Please: Join me in preserving the true purpose of this day.

  82. Mark in TTown:

    A couple of items that I wrote about forty years ago and shared with my students:

    The Dead

    The past is dead
    Let it stay
    Within the shadowed alcoves
    Of the mind
    Until, unbidden, it arouses
    Savor briefly its narcotic
    And then force it down again
    A long time ago, when I had a younger man’s hair, I wrote the poem which appears below. It was inspired by my noticing how I will forever remember random words, phrases, images, and people that I encounter as I sleepwalk through life and how each has become a part of me.

    The Apparitions’ Litany

    My life is filled
    with ghosts
    I’ll not see again
    Eyed shadows in cars
    good friends

  83. Mark, Millionaire Widow Lady once plied me with liquor at the Bombay Bicycle Club, and a planned overnight stay at her condo lasted three days. She may have intended that to happen, I’m still not sure.

  84. Is it just me or anyone else not like this week’s strips? I just don’t like it. I’m glad to see it will turn out well.Jimmy’s body of work an know he won’t let us down

    I’m pretty much am an open book and try be transparent. I usually lhave been very fortunate not to have those complications in my life

  85. Steve, I can’t help but feel this week’s arc constituted a bit of a clinker in Jimmy’s work as a whole. I understand the point, but I wonder if it could not have been made in a less jarring manner.

  86. Steve: I tend to get too involved in fictitious plots, one reason I avoid movies and TV dramas. Books and comics I can close, open later when I can more easily handle it. I didn’t dislike the Vince sequel, but it made me a bit anxious.

    Jimmie has done this, at different levels of realism [e.g., Janis never was a mermaid], and has always avoided disaster. Such strips are ok, few and far between. Seems you and I have too much invested in the Days. There are worse weaknesses than being too sensitive.


  87. No, I did not care for Janis actions but it is because I consider Arlo and Janis like friends, not fiction. Truth is I li,e Arlo best. Janis has several foibles and failings that annoy me. I have never looked up an old boy friend, never called or contacted one, avoided meeting any and hated running into any.

    The fact she called or sent info so he called seemed so unfair to Arlo, it made me uncomfortable. Trying to think about my own self, never did anything of this sort, even on a couple of occasions where I became close friends with males. It wasn’t my style.

  88. Memorial Day to me as a florist in the South or Oklahoma was about remembrance of those gone, not just the war dead. It was when you put flowers on graves, cleaned tombs, visited the family buried, thought of their memory.

    As a WWII war orphan it reminds me of the father dead too young, forever young and all the others. I hate what it has become, beer and hot dogs and picnics.

    Not that I have grown old, I always felt this way.

  89. Dearest Ghost, thank you for posting the link to the story of the butterfly and the lawnmower. It was full of meaning and I liked it a lot. Seldom do I click on links here, or on other sites — don’t want to spend time on them. Can’t imagine why I was drawn to this weapons blog, have little interest except academic.

    Here in New Hampshire the Karner Blue has gotten tons of publicity; it’s VERY RARE and endangered, also tiny and beautiful. Its small habitat is only 25 or 30 miles from my home. But I would have loved the story anyway, for I used to use the power mower a lot when Chris couldn’t do it. Our lawn is large, and as I pushed the mower back and forth I was always most careful to spare the lives of any insects or other critters (I have excellent vision) so that’s a thing I can feel good about as I think of my past life.

  90. Jackie, you are right to feel as you do about Memorial Day. I think that most people are respectful of its meaning, I believe only a small minority are ignorant or don’t care.

  91. Jackie, you are feeling what many feel, the day has been hijacked to create another celebration. The fewer who serve, the more remote it seems to current generations and the more distasteful the idea of protecting our country seems to them.

    In memory of Forrest Vick, the uncle I never met and whose name I share:


  92. Good morning Villagers….

    Llee, thank you for your well wishes….I teased the Boss about putting in a requisition for an A/C unit for the packing room….what I did get was one big fan that blows right on me πŸ™‚

    Gal πŸ™‚ I added that one to my screensaver too.

    Worked with ‘Skittles’ yesterday….glory be, he is an endless trail of teenage wit….I was standing at the sink and were talking about the surge of flies in the hen house….when he told me he had seen a fly’s peni$…my head didn’t move, my eyes rolled and then he added “I guess I can cross that one off my bucket list”. Then he went on to tell me how…caught two flies “doing it” and pulled them apart….I know guys, too much information, but the bucket list line was funny.

    Jean, worse yet….Busch…”double shudder”…give me a dark stout any day, like Samual Adams when I can afford it. When I lived in Corpus, there was a white wine called “Blue Nun” which we drank a lot of.

    …and yes, as I said above, I am glad this week’s story arc is over.

    …and yes, to the be thankful for those who gave so much for this country.

    gotta go…..

  93. GR πŸ˜‰ no time for tunes…but I did love reading about the butterfly and the lawn mower….very moving, I’ll be thinking of it while packing…going back to reread it.

  94. Anonymous (Jackie, I think?):

    You’re absolutely right about the phone call: It was unfair to Arlo.

    Also, I think that we can assume that it was done without Arlo’s knowledge and that she was hoping the old spark was still there.

    That makes it cheating.

    Can you imagine what would have happened if the fire was still there?

    What’s the guarantee that she won’t find someone new? Leopards don’t change.

    By the way, yes, Jimmy Carter admitted that he had “lusted in his heart.” He also said that it was a sin.

  95. emb:
    I think you put it better. We do care about these characters was they are based on Jimmy looking in our windows. It did prove that our imaginations are often different than reality. My wife wrote a Christian Romance book called Devotion that addressees infidelity, but U would guess most people would not call it that. I would suggest a phone call doesn’t constitute that, but it’s headed in the wrong direction.

    Let’s see more if He never e ???? lol

  96. Good morning. Dickens is lying with his head on my leg and two of my friends are getting ready for Mass and the third trying to decide how to get home through the Texas floods. What has become of Sand? I worry about him.

    It is dry and hot here but Texas is flooding and last I looked Oklahoma was still north of Texas.

  97. Good morning, Jackie. I sometimes worry about you overdoing it as you try to cram living into your life. Please don’t. The overdoing part, I mean.

    Note to Jimmy: One thing about drawing a cartoon for a bunch of old codgers…you’ll get opinions. We got ’em and we don’t mind expressing ’em. πŸ™‚

  98. A quotation, a comment, and then a quotation and a comment. The first quote is from yesterday’s strip:

    “…a private scrapbook of what might have been.”

    My comment: “You have treasured in your heart the thought that you could have thrown Arlo over for Vince all these years?!? Well, here is a quote from the fantasy of someone else that she had married a different person:”

    “Boo. Boo! Boooooo! …you had love in your hands, and you gave it up. Your true love lives. And you marry another! True Love saved her… and she treated it like garbage! And that’s what she is, the Queen of Refuse. So bow down to her if you want, bow to her. Bow to the Queen of Slime, the Queen of Filth, the Queen of Putrescence! …Boo. Boo! Booooooooooo!”

    And my final comment: “Booooooooooooooooooooo!”

  99. I am taking my friends out to brunch, small compensation for all the dirt and sweat they have endured for me.

    One is driving home directly and two enroute to church. I need to get up and dress.

    Ghost, thank you for caring. Yes, I probably push it daily but hearing people, both men and women, expressing admiration not for how I look but how I act, live, think and do is addictive. I want to be ageless. I know I am not but it is such a great feeling probably because I know the truth, we are only as old as we act.

    It’s a two way street or road and you can take detours.

  100. I will admit I do get irritated at the people who seem to think Memorial Day is just for picnics and sales at the local Maul. But then, I was raised in a military family and tend to look at things differently.

    And since I do look at things a bit differently, I see this last week as Janis taking a look at what had been a mild infatuation when she was dealing with the stress of marriage, a young child, and a job and knowing she was right not to have acted on that feeling.

  101. Debbe πŸ˜‰ “Skittles and the Flies” reminds me of once when we were having our semi-annual plague of “love bugs” around these parts. I commented to my all-female staff that men could learn much from contemplating how female love bugs were able to lead around the males. (If you’re familiar with love bugs, you’ll get that.)

    The scary thing was that they all agreed.

  102. Ghost Sweetie, where were you, indeed, and would we have been wise enough back then to understand what we could have had? It would have been fun though!

  103. And one thing we don’t know about Vince is whether he also was married during the first run of strips or the current one. We can’t excuse Arlo either, since he had his office crush, Faye. People do think about what it might be like to be with others they are in constant contact with, but wise people also do no more than think about it. If you truly want to be with another, be honest enough to legally let go of your current spouse first.

    And Jackie, I agree with Ghost. You are too nice a person to wear yourself out yet. Go with your feelings about how you live, but take care of yourself so you have much more time to enjoy that life. And so that others can enjoy having in their lives also.

  104. I think Mark hit it here. It is not that we might not be attracted to someone, it is in whether we act on it or not, and also I always liked President Carter who admitted it was a sin. The other Presidents didn’t see it the same.

    Because I am Southern, I hug and kiss everyone, no matter your sex or sexual preferences. It is like shaking hands except with more padding. I especially love beards but while I may have kissed a woman or two with facial hair, it was harmless, just like the men. My point here is intent. It’s hello, goodbye, the intent has no sex in it. I have not had anyone of either sex respond otherwise. That is a little odd I suppose.

    But maybe I give off clear signals?

    Mama used to keep me appraised of an old boyfriends news and I always replied I would have been wife number 2 or 3 out of four depending on how you counted since he married one twice.

  105. All of my all-female staff are huggers, which of course makes me the hugee. HR would likely have a duck if they knew, but I am never the instigator; there is not the slightest sexual element involved; and it’s mutually enjoyed and appreciated for what it is.

    And even if I didn’t have a strict personal policy regarding “where I get my paycheck”, I learned long ago that any male manager of an all-female staff that does *anything* that could be perceived as favoritism toward one staff member does so at his mortal peril. (And I suspect that applies equally to female managers.)

  106. Observations from The Boob Tube earlier today…

    Giada appears to be remarkably less pneumatic than she did a year or so ago. (No opinion as to how that happened.)

    Maria LaRosa on TWC currently does the best “weather dance” in front of the surface maps. Her penchant for wearing snugly-fitted dresses certainly enhances her performance. (She’d have been a great hit in the USAF giving weather briefings.)

    An observation from A&J today…

    Sometimes being a grownup is hard.

  107. Mark in TTown:

    You’re welcome, and thank you in turn.

    The link: Quite a memory kick with that one. I bought the LP when it was first released and the original cover. It is now a collector’s item, and I gave it to my son about a year ago.

    And, of course, being a literature teacher, I love Poe. (I even have a raven necktie and a Poe coffee cup that I bought at the Poe museum in Richmond, VA. I also visited the Poe house in Philadelphia, the one that Virginia and he lived in until she passed.)

  108. Funny, neither Can tore nor Mike or any weather channel guys ever appealed to me. Is there actually a weather girl equivalent for women?

    As for the cooking show guys, I find John Besh appealing but as much for that disarming boyish charm that still oozes Southern manly hunter, outdoorsman and all around good guy military veteran. Sorry, no one else does that.

    BOBBY Flay is too much like Howdy Doodie and somewhat annoying. Seems like there was another I liked who was a Carolina boy. You realize good Southern men are always still Southern boys their entire life?

    Going off to seek phone repair before I go off toward Texas monsoons. Had a delicious remoulade shrimp salad, lots of greens, little dressing and no key lime pie. Good Jackie is returning to food and exercise.

  109. Rick, I’ve read and loved both Poe and Lovecraft. None of today’s “horror” is in the same league as what they wrote because it’s all slash and gore. Lovecraft, at least, understood that the longer he held off telling you just what the monsters were, the more powerful the impact when you finally found out. (Jerry Pournelle, btw, hates that. He can’t stand not knowing what’s really happening and all of the hinting just drives him up the wall.)

  110. Jackie, I’ve heard some positive remarks from females about this guy from TWC. (I believe one of them may have been from Lady Mindy.) I think that was him they had out in the field doing their typical “OMG, The Sky Is Falling” tropical coverage this morning, while wearing a compression t-shirt. If so, he looks pretty fit for his age.


  111. I know that one too. I had forgotten him, since he was a new hire about time I quit watching. The suit is nice, the stud muffin didn’t come up. Permission denied.

    If I were really rich enough, Id hire John Besh to cook for me. He could wear anything he liked.

  112. Jerry’s at LASFS almost every week, Ghost, and working on several books again. He can’t really get up to his main office any more because there’s a turn in the staircase, but the stairs to the Monk’s Cell in the back where he does most of his writing are straight and he can manage them. He uses a walker, now, but he’s still getting around, even if not as fast or as far.

  113. I’ve been pondering how to express my reaction to this week’s A&J arc. Trapper Jean hit on part of it. The line between feeling secure in a relationship and taking it for granted can get a little thin at times, plus it’s a rare ego that doesn’t need a boost now and then. Sometimes the latter may prompt a little soul-searching and serve as a reminder that the relationship (and the people in it) may not be perfect, but they’re perfect for each other.

  114. Sideburns and Rick, try Charles Stross Laundry series. It is sort of a hybridization of Lovecraft and John LeCarre, with the tiniest bit of Pratchett-style humor thrown in.

    Simon Green is doing an occult-style take on the James Bond type of novel with his Shaman Bond series. I like it, but the later ones are getting somewhat repetitive.

  115. Gretchen definitely looks better, but unfortunately sounds the same. I’ll stick with the woody, wagon that is. Have returned from possibly my last trip removing stuff from mother’s house. I got teary eyed going through photos and realizing all of those young, good looking, loving people are all dead. I have sold my interest in the house to my brother, and other than some remaining insurance business and the estate sale that will be about it. I am always slow to react to these things and I dreamed about my grandfather for years after he died so I am getting more down as time goes on.

  116. Mark, my father always said that people in the future would travel by such means and I think that some form of train or subway travel should be possible. After all, we do have our moving sidewalks and jetpacks now.

  117. Mark, you might also like the Dark Victorian series by Elizabeth Watasin. They’re steampunk, with magic thrown in and take place in and around London in about 1880. You can find all of her works (and a few that aren’t hers) at http://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/%22Elizabeth%20Watasin%22?Ntk=P_key_Contributor_List&Ns=P_Sales_Rank&Ntx=mode+matchall, and I’d start off with Dark Victorian: Bones and Dark Victorian Risen in that order, then read whichever other ones you want. I haven’t tried the Charm School series as yet, but probably will. (This was done as a separate post to avoid moderation by putting the two URLs in different posts.)

  118. Dave Schwartz is the man. With the exception of WWE third-stringer Can’tore, the rest reminds me of this guy – http://vignette2.wikia.nocookie.net/muppet/images/8/82/Newsman.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20150622160633

    Clocked an even sixty-seven hours this week – offically. Spent a few more throughout the week helping my old assistant while her store is manager-less. In other news, the employee quitting for personal and health reasons is attempting to stay on a bit longer while I get re-staffed (medication timing is biggest limitation issue). Huge. I still have forty hours I need covered, and I will cheerfully work with him – mutual respect pays in the end.

    Ghost – If HR ever watches old video, I am sunk. The rewards of the job are few, the pay lousy, and if stealth postings of “I love my boss!” on unguarded mobiles, ink pen tattoos, glitter and neon pink office decor, and full tackle PDAs kept my crew laughing, on task, and in my corner, I’d take it. Mind you, we all gave as well as well as we got; there are photos of me with crazy baby-ponytails all over my head and at least one former employee still working to remove my scribbles from her neck. She stopped by the other day, and almost knocked me down with a flying hug. I got her back before she left. πŸ™‚

  119. Lady Mindy, the greatest asset, I’m convinced, that a manager can have is staff loyalty. I’ve been fortunate enough to have it, at almost 100% levels, my entire career. It appears you have been blessed in a similar manner.

    And yes, the unofficial motto of middle managers everywhere is (or should be) “Whatever it takes.”

  120. Sideburns: Agree on all counts.

    Mark in TTown: Thanks for the recommendations. When I retire in seven years, I hope to resume reading, and I have put those on my list.

  121. Dave Swartz has been older than me since I began watching him 20 years ago. He survived some horrible illness and returned to work haggard but as poised and professional as ever. He has always been well groomed, well dressed, well spoken. I am willing to believe he continues to be. He is no stud muffin but he is a professional news caster and a gentleman by all evidence.

    Lately when ever I see a clip on computer yit looks like the mail boy or Jimmy Olsen is broadcasting. I’d be happy to see Cantore.

    Am in San Marcos, TX and the Adventure Dog is in bed. I am right behind him. Weird thing is I am drinking a Diet Coke, a 12 ounce tall one, in a real glass bottle with a metal lid. Like the 60s ones. But enhanced with art graphics.

    Did something touristy thi s afternoon, bought a long horn steer skull welded in metal which will hang on my fence. It is actually a sculpture and attractive. They has metal horned owls too, about 28 to 30 inches tall, four sided detailed sculptures with feathers, wings, claws, beaks, very detailed. I wanted one for my fence but couldn’t get it out of display and everyone too busy to help. These are brown, natural, rustic, not those garish painted things.

    Good night.

  122. Love that song, tired, thought why isn’t that Skynard? Then noticed the group had others like Call Me the Breeze.

    I HATE SPELL CHECK, HATE IT. if it would actually correct but changing correct words? Changing two and three to change sentence entirely? I tell you, Hal it is. Like Hal which it just changed to Hall and I changed back to Hal.

    Mindy, look into Love’s stations and stores, they get picked as one of top employers in America all the time. Or Stripes is getting positive comments here from employees.

  123. Jackie, that is a cover version. ARS released some of the best Southern rock during the late 1970’s and early 1980’s. Look up Imaginary Lover, Not Gonna Let It Bother Me Tonight, and others to see how they sound playing their own stuff. Good night. Working usual 9 hour shift tomorrow and late to bed now.

  124. Mark/TT, thanks for yesterday’s government link for servicemen. I found my MBH’s relative buried in England. We probably already knew the date, but I don’t believe we knew where he lies. He is the only “Blickensderfer” on the rolls….

    Meanwhile, I found a few of you on Ancestry.com; villagers are getting to be well-known.

  125. I shold be on Ancestry. Com even if I never did input my data others have. Several of my lines are seriously researched and even studied. I did contribute back when net was beginning and then later too.

    As long as I am not on Find A Grave.

  126. Good morning Villagers….

    School’s out and it’s a whole summer of “Skittles”…don’t get me wrong, this young man is a maintenance man’s maintenance man…he tries very hard to get to the root of a problem. Like trying to get the pressure washer working yesterday…told him to just get the grass mowed at both houses and we’ll work on getting the pressure washer working on Tuesday.

    Going to be a long (at time and a half πŸ™‚ ) day. And for sure, under that hazmat suit I will only be wearing my briefs….when I left the hen house at 1ish, it was 87 degrees. Thought I would open the windows more, but Ian said if I did that there would be less air flow as my static control needle showed perfect airflow.

    So, I hug too. Even Skittles gets a hug from me every now and then. My husband does not believe that men and women should hug one another….but I come from a family that does a lot of hugging.

    Jackie, be safe….

    and yes, just where is Sandcastler???

  127. GR πŸ˜‰ yesterday afternoon I found Ian’s high school, leather covered folder, diploma. In it were two pictures…one of Ian with Mom and Stepfather, the other one was of Ian and my Father, who is still living. I cried.

    Started to post “Chain Gang” with Chrissie, but chose this instead…in memory of my Mother. Don’t read the comments, as I choose to see the song as a tribute to all mothers.


  128. What? On Find A Grave I hope I am a survived by. I have reached age where Ancestry figures I can be revealed as unlikely to be alive. LOL

  129. This is a mournful day.

    I am thinking of all those who never returned, those who returned but changed forever, their families, and the families that could never be.

  130. Debbe πŸ˜‰ “…under that hazmat suit I will only be wearing my briefs….” Be still, my heart. πŸ™‚ You seem to be trying to take Jean’s observation (“underneath our clothing we are all naked”) to new heights. Not that there is anything wrong with that, of course.

    Reminds me of a story. (Yeah, I know; what doesn’t?) But I think I’ll keep that particular memory (and the related texted photos) to myself. Trust me, though; it’s a good one. πŸ™‚

  131. My late husband and both daughters are non huggers or kisses and hated-hate to be touched. I am both a hugger and a toucher, love physical contact. Funny, suddenly noticed I was stroking my own leg!

    My husband came from an entire family like that. Not a good match for a exude of love, affection and hugs. Is that learned behavior?

    Storms really bad in central Texas, woke me up. Looks bad for days. I may hang out here awhile. Good night fair Village.

  132. I hope today, everyone remembers that, as The Bible says, “No greater love has a man than to lay down his life for his friends.” We have had many lay down their lives for us. May they rest in peace.

    God bless us every one.

  133. Some will remember the Fenson Rink that won a curling medal [bronze?] at the winter Olympics several years ago. Pete Fenson owns Dave’s Pizza in Bemidji, which prospers despite several chains + 3 supermkt. delis in town. The original Dave founded the business in the ’60s; it’s still the best in town, and it’s a requirement when my ‘kids’ [54-60 Y.O.] visit. Pete’s wife, Roxanne, a biology major and my former student, a real day-brightener, often runs the till. When we arrived Fri. evening, I said, ‘Roxy!’ Whoop, up went the counter flap, and I learned Roxy was a hugger. My daughter Kathryn was here from Chicagoland, for the 50th reunion [+ potluck] of Diane’s Dance Studio, which has been housed for all but the first few years in the Old Schoolhouse [the 2 1/2-story former Carr Lake School S. of town]. First floor up is the boutique run by ‘Ma’, Diane’s 90+ mom; top floor is the studio, dressing rooms, and food area.

    The event was not a secret but Kaf’s presence was. She and Diane’s daughter Kate had conspired to make her coming a surprise. Wife and Kaf were both Diane’s students, and I have watched these and other girls [and a very few male students] grow up and older for decades. We arrived noonish. ‘Kathryn!’ Lots of hugs for both of us.

    Kate had promised some dancing in the emails. A short interval after feasting, somebody suggested dancing. Somebody, maybe me, said, ‘Peter Gunn.’ The cry went up, ‘Peter Gunn! Peter Gunn!’ [Diane & co. have been doing it since the ’60s], and all were soon in formation at the business end of the studio. Some had not danced it for a while, but many had every move down pat, and I near cried.

    Left early for my afternoon nap; someone would drive Kaf home. She called after 1830; Kaf and the girls were doing the town, so I should eat. They deposited her around sunset [this is late May and our days are longer than most of yours]. Had to miss BUMC yesterday to get her to the airport. [Dictionary: Fenson, Kaf’s, noonish.]



  134. Whoops. Forgot that website. There are now two new chicks in the Chesapeake osprey nest. There were 3 eggs, but I couldn’t tell if an unhatched egg was still there.

  135. When I wore a younger man’s clothes (including motorcycle leathers), on many Memorial Days I would climb onto my Gold Wing and ride to the Vicksburg National Park, to see the re-enactors; the ongoing restoration of the USS Cairo; and, most importantly, the Military Cemetery. There is no way to describe the emotions I always felt, looking at the rows and rows of the more than 17,000 graves there, each marked with a small US Flag. Or how I felt the first time I realized that the small stone headstone on three out of every four graves was inscribed with only a number and the words “Unknown US Soldier”.

    I still visit there, but not as often. But every time I do, I stand a while and gaze on this grave, which is likely the only tangible remainder of a living, breathing human that died in war almost a century before I was born. Strange that something like that can move one so deeply. But it can.


  136. Ghost Sweetie, http://www.memes.com/img/553555 πŸ™‚

    Nonny Mouse, I think it’s just that Southern women of past generations learned flirting from birth. It’s nothing we do intentionally, but it comes as naturally as breathing to us, and most of the time we don’t even realize we’re doing it.

  137. I have that tee shirt! Without the dog.

    I have visited that Vicksburg cemetary, along with many others including Punch Bowl, Arlington, big ones. Some I visit are small and remote, far away outposts. They all have that effect on me.

    At age 50 I found where my own father was buried in Italy. I have not gone. But I visit the others in honor of someone else’s loved one. And think about them, if only for awhile.

    I too am thankful for those who served and returned home alive. But for those who lie in foreign grounds, who never returned, think more than once a year.

  138. Bought the official Buffet tee shirt, “Growing older but not up.” At Margaritaville, Key West. Haven’t worn it, , may be a night shirt now?

    I do wear the mermaid with Carpe Diam. Haven’t worn the Port Townsend mermaid yet. Haven’t bought any mermaid tees with coconuts or shells printed on front. Yesterday’s was an anchor with infinite loops of rope but I noticed the loops kept moving off place.

    Need the “We are the people our parents warned us about.”

  139. I had relatives ( father, uncles) in WWII and Vietnam (cousins) and fortunately lost no one. Today’s strip shows a pleasant day (Day) and I think that JJ is pointing out that we should be glad that we are able to do that today. I will not visit a cemetary, watch a parade or cook out. I may visit some antique stores, but will try to have a good day. I discovered a fantastic Elvis impersonator online last night and may watch a concert by him. At this point I could be anywhere or doing anything that I want and this is it and I won’t feel guilty about it.

  140. Jerry, I think JJ is reminding us of what the real meaning of today is by placing that Memorial Day banner in black in the middle of the regular holiday activities. No guilt trip, just a quiet reminder. After all, his own dad was a survivor of WWII, As JJ put it in Beaucoup Arlo and Janis,…”a very nervous young man”, having been on one of the explosives disarming teams.

  141. Sitting at a truck stop for water and water hole. Interesting, have been thinking of Mindy all weekend. No one’s shifts have shown up, managers are scrambling and covering. This is a Pilot, new and nice. Shift manager isn’t even from this location. How do they just NOT SHOW UP?

    No, it isn’t exactly same Ghost. It means I are one too, as Walt Kelly used to say. There is a reason the preachers singled me out to preach about. I just got older and behaved better. I am still that person.

    Staying off interstates, doubled back to Luling, TX for four additional seedless watermelons to take home. We all agreed they were possibly best we’d ever eaten, so 25 miles backward seemed a small price. So glad I did as owner of stand found my missing new black flip flop that fell out of my tote bag last week and met me at door with it. He got a hug and kiss, never warn and cost more than all six melons! I guess I am memorable?

    The miracle of the watermelons. I will go there on purpose from now on.

  142. Anon, all I found on Ancestry.com for you were pictures from some school/college. Did not notice any family trees I could recognize, but did not do any exhaustive search, either. True, Ancestry.com doesn’t want living people in the trees, but scads of livings are in the various indexed items like yearbooks and immigration lists and obituaries. I have some living people in my tree, but the references are in the style of “Living So-and-so”, omitting first names and (some) family names. No doubt, some folks think I am worthy of the quoted name!

  143. Jackie, I guess you am! (as Pogo might have said) Glad to hear the storms have broken enough for you to head on home. Betting your handymen and critters are missing you.

  144. Once knew a lady who owned a restaurant. Paid kitchen help (bussers, dishwashers, etc.; must have been like the ones Gus employed at The Dock and that babysat Meg) on Mondays. Said she learned in a hurry that if she paid them on Friday, they seldom showed up for work on the weekend.

    Not exactly the high-speed, low-drag employees one aspires to have.

  145. Ghost, I met Jackie’s current help. Don’t know what she pays them, but she gets her money’s worth. And so do they, Fringe benefits such as home-cooked meals or free food onsite/paid lunch out. And worker’s preferred refreshment at end of day.

  146. Made another tourist stop, enormous garden pottery and metal sculptures yard outside Austin. Got three great rusted metal birds, normal size, spread wings and detailed feathers. For the rusted collection in yard which is deliberate. Trying to shun pike today.

    Listening to Dwight Yokum and Texas Tornadoes, Freddy Fender. Texas honky tonk seems appropriate on this trail. I hate the interstates. How does one see anything?

    Lines on Ancestry are McCarty, Parker, Holmes, Hodgson, Cansler that are being widely developed among others. Winn Parish, LA and Edgefield, SC have serious genealogists and the families link to those two bases.
    Both have large geological libraries too.

  147. You may have noticed I often assign nicknames to people I know. But I’m going to steal this one for Debbe, as it’s too good to pass up…Super Sexy Chicken Lady. πŸ™‚

  148. Some of you may have noticed the manicured green hill in the left distance at:


    I just did a search. It’s free Federal Hill Park, a hill obviously modified to its present shape, site of MD’s ratification of the US Constitution, hence the park’s name. Place for tourists to sign in online [cannot post 2 URLs at once]. Many 2-3 story residences in the area; they probably don’t come cheap.

    If you go to the above URL and nobody is home, don’t despair. The 3 eyasses wander off camera to the left a lot, and may sometimes be fed there. Sometimes the tercel or hawk are at the original nest site. Have seen them together only once. He is about 3/4 her size, but hard to tell when only one is aboard. Peace,

  149. There are those – not here in the Village – who say Happy Memorial Day. For them, I offer the following:

    After the battle, I stood alone
    Amidst the carnage and the spillage.
    Around me, the land lay smoldering,
    Ashen as far as eye could see.

    Here, a Fall upon his back,
    Mouth sagging, palms open,
    Supplicating to an empty sky.
    There, another upon his face
    With arms outstretched,
    Reaching still for his weapon.
    Turn over with toe of boot
    To find no face
    But a rotting monument
    To man at play.

    After the battle, I alone
    Am escaped to tell thee.
    With no one left to send
    For the tolling of the bell.

  150. One of my closest college friends was my newspaper photographer for our college paper. He went to Vietnam as a combat photographer, always on front line and in battle. Armed with a camera. He could not talk about it.

  151. Jerry:

    Thank you.

    Believe it or not, I wrote it about thirty years ago after re-reading Jack London’s “War” as part of my class preparation to teach the short story again.

    It literally burst into my consciousness in full form, as if either Calliope, Euterpe, St. Columba, or St. Francis de Sales had put it there.

    And, no, I have never been in battle.

  152. Here I am secure in my LA Quinta in Corsicana, TX with wet hair. This hasn’t been much fun although I made a couple of nice purchases and helped a lady short of money buy less food than my stone cat cost.

    It is clear that not only can you not go home again but you can’t go to Texas when you die or even before.

    There I was in one of my favorite parts, full of freeways, when? One went right through one of my favorite historic towns, Salado, putting it out of business. I looked off toll road to see my old customers boarded up. Tried to meander, ended up with GPS circling me like the wagons when I tried to outwit it and I ended the day 40 miles from where I began!

    All I wanted was to go on two lane roads from one little town to the next. They are being put out of business by the expressways, if you find them.

  153. Driving around today listening to my favorite Texas outlaws like Waylon, Willie, Dwight, Merle, David Allan Coe.

    Lots of cheatin’ and hurtin’ and drinkin’ the betrayal away. But this has been my favorite definitive song regarding cheating in your mind since 1990. The Texas Tornadoes “Who Were You Thinking Of”.


  154. In my younger days, I was a walking encyclopedia of beer drinkin’ songs. From my relief bar tending days, not due to an unhappy love life.

    The juke box company supplied us with marked quarters we could use to play music when the customers didn’t, and it got too quiet and slow in the bar. I got good at sizing up the house and knowing which songs to play to stimulate sales. Something else I’ll probably got to hell for. πŸ™‚

  155. Actually, I learned many of my drinking songs when I was still a teetotaler, and then a still-wine only drinker. Some from the gang of fellow zoology grad students in Ann Arbor, others from Erich Kunz and Clancy Bros./Tommy Makem records, a few from church camp, and one from Garrison Keillor and Jeanie Redpath. I’ve posted the last before, but I’ll do another search. Peace,

  156. Good morning Villagers…

    GM Old Bear…..

    TR…gotta love ya for thinking of me, now I want one of those T shirts πŸ™‚

    Mark, thanks for the link….

    Hazmat suite still hot and and as I sweat it sticks…wait a minute Super Sexy Chicken Lady doesn’t sweat…when I perspire πŸ™‚

    Cool front coming in Thursday, that’s good, my poor Miss Prissies. 88 degrees inside the hen house when I left…..my Golden Boy was feeling his wheaties yesterday morning…got the girls fired up….stopped at 192 cases and the colored egg would have given me at least 204 cases…Boss said go home, it’s a holiday….hey, I’m not dumb, we left at 1ish….he was thinking of the time and a half, still going to cost him though, I clocked out at 1:30, we write our time down on index cards. I told you all it was antiquated πŸ™‚

    Rick, you do have a talent there…very poignant indeed.

    Jerry πŸ™‚

    so have a happy Monday on a Tuesday……

  157. emb, I had heard Tuna by Keillor and Redfern, very appropriate to retro. My late husband loved tuna surprise and Keillor. I just loved Keillor, not the casserole. But that was a good one.

    Up early, yuck. Need to get clothes on and swallow pills. Yuck.

    Going to look at calendar and revise when I make it home. I do have to take my grandson his Christmas gifts which are the remaining components to his VERY creative and elaborate play set which I have been giving him for awhile. His parents designed and built it but then his dad does design working bionic body parts.

    Of course the road goes both ways but they dont.

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