I realized this morning that I had inadvertently skipped one of the cartoons from the above sequence, the one about 10,000 comic-strip writers being out of work, which isn’t as funny as it once was. Anyway, here’s a bonus cartoon for today, two strips about Arlo up a tree.
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Lilyblack, anything original by Carl Barks, Will Eisner, Walt Kelly, Al Capp or our gracious host.
Mark, I don’t know Carl or Will, I am not impressed by Walt, but it would definitely be somethng by JJ involving Arlo and Food. Maybe the one when he was making stock
Lily, Arlo has made stock more than once, but I like this one.
http://www.gocomics.com/arloandjanis/2014/03/01#.U8g3x_ldWa8
I think the 6th person is Arlo’s appetite. The strip is drawn that way. Those bones look to be both chicken legs and pork ribs. And corn is likely slathered in butter. Fat city.
Temp has got up to 80F, probably the high for today, still 70 in the house, the usual puffy summer clouds, but white haze above that. Turns out it’s smoke from Canada’s wildfires. Odor has not gotten down to ground level yet. Many of you may miss out on it.
http://blogs.mprnews.org/updraft/2014/07/smoky-skies-canadian-fires-smoke-plumes-ovehead/
So far, a nice day for lunch on the postage stamp patio, and probably supper. > mosquitos > usual, probably / wet May and June left lots of water to pupate in.
Ghost: Yep, that’s the one I was thinking of. Thanks
Obama was live just now on Fox I think, husband is watching/listening to it and war in Gaza. This is all too tragic to watch or listen. Sometimes I get swept up in tragedy and it takes over, Katrina did that, Joplin tornadoes.
It is not good to do this. Better we should pray for their souls and smite the perpetrators. But then I subscribe to Biblical retribution and women’s rights.
Love, Jackie Monies
My favorite stock strip also. When I make really good gumbo, I do the shrimp shell stock but husband is allergic, so it permeates the entire house. Once I made really authentic Vietnamese stock for pho with roasted beef bones, marrow, etc. It permeated house so entirely with star anise and other spices Mike made me go freeze it in back of house.
Love, Jackie Monies
The reason I love that stock strip is that when I first moved in to our casa and was a strange combination of dewy-eyed and scared to death, we got home from the office and The Man In My Life was in the kitchen cooking something that smelled delicious. It was stock, of course, and I first went away, ignorant and confused. But after a minute I gathered up my courage and went back into the kitchen and asked him what stock was. I got a lecture, very kindly, and then he opened up the fridge and got out what was left of the prime rib from that Sunday, sliced several choice bites off it and stuck them in the oven with some leftover potatoes Anna. He got it out after a few minutes and gave to me on a piece of crusty French bread half soaked with au jus. I had skipped lunch and was famished. I took a taste, realized it was the best thing I had ever put in my mouth and scarfed it down. I will never forget the look on his face, so proud and affectionate. That’s when I determined to learn how to cook, so I could one day feel like that.
A worthy aspiration, Lily.
Lilyblack, here is a short biography of Carl Barks. But if you never read the comics, you have missed the best part. From an early post on Jimmy’s blog, he is also a fan of this artist.
http://www.lambiek.net/artists/b/barks.htm
And here is a bio of Will Eisner.
http://www.lambiek.net/artists/e/eisner.htm
Llee – We have three fire extinguishers. By law, we have to have one somewhere by the entrance. We do, but heaven help you if you ever need to get to it. Apparently it’s been there for years, and nothing has ever been said about it. However, all the fire extinguishers in the world wouldn’t have this joint if it had gone up.
{A brief bit of humor before facing the headlines of the day} After an easy day of work, General Tso’s chickens were calling my name from a bed of fried rice. I popped into a buffet just down the road and prepared to indulge.
Unfortunately, two of the three large screen tvs were tuned to the news. (An aside – one was tuned to a “liberal” news station, the other a “conservative” station. I’ve never seen another establishment do that.) Why in the world would a “news” crew show the bodies?! I don’t care if the faces ARE blurred; show some respect for humanity. My thoughts go out to everyone affected. And please, please don’t let this air strike snowball into something more.
“If it bleeds, it leads…”
And yet these are the same “reporters” that describe every little out-of-the-ordinary thing in life as “chilling”, “frightening” or “terrifying”. Cranial rectitis in action, par excellence.
Well, Mark, they look super, but not something I can just click to, y’know. My dad has an old “Uncle Scrooge” comic that is pretty cool. First time I ever heard of scones.
Old Faithful is about to blow. emb
Forgot this: http://www.nps.gov/features/yell/webcam/oldFaithfulStreaming.html
Isn’t it strange how you lose your appetite. We had just walked into a Dallas area Italian joint and the t.v.’s were on and the Murrow building in Oklahoma City had just been blown up. My same reaction, Mindy. I asked what had happened? Someone in restaurant said terrorists had just blown up this big Federal building and it was live.
All I could think was that if I had not retired I would be handling the cases and second, did I know anyone killed? My old office had moved to that building. Right over the bomb I think?
News photographers and commentators do not respect those they report on. All I could think of was, what next?
I have been locked in my office all afternoon searching youtube for sailing/nautical music. Got hung up on HMS Pinafore and a great production by opera company out of Australia I think.
Gilbert and Sullivan, good for the soul.
Love, Jackie Monies
Maybe G&S is what I need right now.
Retired UMC [formerly EUB] minister I’ve known since wife and I first started going to Summer Theology Workshops, has been caring for his declining wife, dementia-presumably Alzheimer’s, over many years. She died yesterday, which yields mixed feelings in most everybody, but gratitude, universally I expect, for the care he has provided all these years. He has lots of support from many, and two daughters + grandkids, and will probably heal well. Sadness and blessing
Debbie and GR8, is it unusual to find a number of people in the village that have done time in chicken coops? I had a part time job cleaning the barns with high pressure water equipment when the layers were done and new layers had not yet been installed. We did 12 hour shifts plus travel time (often 1-2 hours to reach the barns). It made for a grueling weekend.
As the new guy, I often got the crappier jobs. Crawling under the cages with a 4′ squeegee and hose with the smallest nozzle to clean the pits. These barns were 250′ – 400′ long. Of course I was much smaller back then.
Personally, my encounters with chickens has been limited to buying cello-wrapped packages at Brookshire’s. Close enough for me!
Unlike Debbe’s layers, all the chickens raised around here are like Lily’s chickens…broilers that get “et”. Lots of owner/operators of chicken houses who complain about how they never get any time off, but at least they only have to deal with the birds and not eggs.
I once flew over a number of chicken houses shortly after they had been hit by a tornado and wiped clean down to the slabs. Almost all of the surviving chickens were huddled together on the bare floors. Seemed odd to me at first, but then I thought, “Well, where would they go?”
Moving on to more sailing music. Did not realize Beach Boys wrote “Sloop John B”, somehow I thought it was a folk song?
Just listened to Dwight Yokum cover it, I am beginning to get a little loopy here. I love Dwight by the way, so that’s not it.
He and Garth Brooks and Chris Kristofferson rank about as high as you can get I think in brilliant, educated and smart good ole boys, unless there are some hiding out I am missing.
Love, Jackie Monies
Jackie, The Man In My Life has an early-sixties-era recording of “The Wreck of the John B.” by Johnny Horton. I suspect it is a lot older than that.
Trying to make sense of the behavior of terrorists, no matter their defining goal, is impossible for sane people. No force on earth could make me want to wear a bomb, target a plane, or pull a trigger and thus kill innocent people. For me to kill a human, I’d have to be defending an innocent person, trying to stop a murderer who couldn’t be stopped any other way.
I pray that such a time never comes, but if it does I hope I can be swift enough to be effective and strong enough to do what has to be done.
Brian Wilson REWROTE and rearranged the song to the Beach Boy Sound. It was a folk song, collected by Carl Sandburg and recorded in 1958 by Kingston Trio as folksong. I thought I had heard Kingston Trio sing that live when I was in school in 1958-59 in PA boarding school.
Love, Jackie Monies