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.
381 responses to “Arluddite III”
TR, they are the up and coming rideshare services. While many major cities are at war with them, Seattle has just announced an agreement with both. This is but one example of fertile minds and wireless technology changing status quo business.
Mindy from Indy: I know that I have mentioned it here before, but 30 years ago this August 1st my Mom was killed by a drugged driver. Since my Dad worked at WOWO, we were shocked that they announced her death before my youngest brother could make it to the hospital to hear it from my Dad first hand.
Since I was up in Michigan, I made it home for the local news. Imagine the punch in the gut when I saw the video of my Mom being hauled into the ambulance. Her face was obscured, but it is not something easily forgotten.
So yes Mindy, why can’t the media show respect for humanity?
Debbe: Thank you for your kind words. My Mom loved to sing too and the Psalm that the song is based on have always given me comfort.
Hum. Well, at least there seem to be plans, if no actual progress.
http://www.gocomics.com/arloandjanis/2011/08/05#.U8k2IvldWa8
sandcastler tm, big difference between the Iranian incident and this. Iran was specifically warned not to fly through that area due to war conditions. The current plane was in a zone declared safe by the international agency which controls airspace allocations. One story I read yesterday reported that one of the pro-Russian factions posted a video and tweet that it had shot down a transport plane. Said post was then removed after it became clear that the plane was a civilian airliner.
Galliglo, I disagree. I know a waitress that used to wear short skirts and lean across tables to clean them and refill salt and condiments in full view of tables-full of guys. She did it to increase her tips and she wasn’t the least ashamed of it. I think pregnancy references are stretching it at this point. Proof: If Gene had said that and she was preggers, she would have blushed, not attacked him. That’s the way the female mind works.
Thought about that top and tips, daughter and I were back eating at the Vietnamese hole in the wall. The waitress/daughter there wears minimal sized clothing and was wearing a crop top, my mom looked at her and said she didn’t know people could work in restaurants wearing so little clothing.
I thought to myself we should take mom to Hooters or Twin Peaks or something that caters to men. Although there is a large crowd of workmen who eat Vietnamese and some of them are too young to have served in Viet Nam.
She really works hard too, I notice.
Love, Jackie Monies
Our only experience with Ube was while visiting nephews in DC last month. Uber was the choice the time we needed seating for 5. Arrival of a nice, large SUV was prompt and
the driver was pleasant and professional. Much nicer than the taxi a couple of days later when the driver seemed to think that stop signs were optional.
Where’s that Edit button when you need it 🙂
Forgot to say daughter worked her way through grad school as a casino waitress. When they opened originally they put all the slots/floor waitresses in Bunny styled costumes. Daughter is VERY voluptuous and they were wearing skimpy push up bra’s. She said the day she got fitted for hers (which was custom made specially for her) the entire male wait staff was standing on flour buckets and each other’s shoulders.
She was really happy to get to go work in the VIP room and they gave up the wired cups, went to unisex pants and shirts like the bartenders.
Elderly casino customers are poor tippers, so the costumes were no help. They finally went to paying decently by the hour, as tips were ineffective pay incentives.
Love, Jackie Monies
Jackie, my waitress friend says the best tables to get are young white guys in groups. Singletons try to hard to flirt and if they are disappointed tip badly. Mixed groups are bad cause the women get jealous. I have seen it myself, though I think to be jealous of a waitress is ridiculous.
Jackie, a while back one of my all-female staff members mentioned she was considering working weekend shifts at an area Hooters. I printed this out and gave it to her. She hasn’t mentioned that since.
http://opedart.com/images/hootersapplication.gif
I knew a young lady who drove 125 miles to a casino where she worked two 12-hour shifts on the weekends. Her pay check paid for her accommodations and meals, and her tips netted her considerably more than any full-time job she could find in the small town where she lived.
Money does not grow on trees,
ATM’s can be fickle,
The birds and bees,
Can get a girl out of a pickle.
😉
In front of the Dutch Consulate in St. Petersburg, Rusdia; “forgive us”
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Russia, Ginger is misbehaving. And so is Loon.
That’s why I shun the bees and keep just in binocular-range of the Birds 😛
Daughter had worked for Texas A and M and University of Texas, figured she’d get a good university job or hospital teaching school employment. When they offered half what she’d been making down in Texas, she went for the casino waitressing.
That is hard work, no matter where you do it if you do it well.
Back before women’s rights and political correctness, companies could do and say anything and they did! On the airline applications I filled out in the 60’s a major question was always how many beauty contests you’d won or entered, beauty awards like frat queens, etc. Weights, heights, measurements were all legitimate questions.
Love, Jackie Monies
Yeesh, makes me glad I never wanted to be a stew (of course, being terrified of flying would have kind of excluded me). When I was in college, people would ask me why I wanted to be a lab technologist and I would just breezily say “So I can stick people and they can’t do anything about it.” 😀 Now, nobody asks me stuff like that. They all think being a surgical assistant is pretty cool. And it is. I love to go to the ER, see (over the shoulder of The Boss Of My Life) somebody sick and push their gurney to the OR (another fun thing to do – sometimes I skip) and then help “separate the patient from the disease.” Cold steel is the best deal, I like to tell the ER nurses, lots of them my friends from the old days.
Well, Jackie, I don’t know about anyone else, but if I were a passenger on an aircraft that is sitting on the runway and on fire, I’d certainly want the person in charge of organizing the evacuation to be shapely and beauty-contest good looking. Oh, and single and wearing a micro miniskirt, too.
[Since there is no sarcasm emoticon that I know of, and in case my reputation may have proceeded me, let me state that the above comments are 100% sarcastic.]
Really, Lily? You skip while pushing a gurney to the OR? I think I’m going to start calling you “The Angel of Unremitting Mercy”. 🙂
Did Lily say she sang while skipping down the hall with the gurney? My eyes were watering too bad about then?
I am having visions of a musical version of this kind of like Sweeney Todd with surgical blades being sharpened and clashing sounds of steel buckets and body parts flying.
Maybe Monty Python? Sorry Lily, I worked in a hospital that was more on the order of Mash and we were more often racing down the hall with the gurney while I tried to draw blood and cross match at the speed of light with no chance to skip, hop or be happy.
Yeah, Ghost, and we were supposed to do this while wearing high heeled pumps, garter belts, a very skinny thin suit skirt, a white blouse, matching jacket and hat, and hose with straight seams in back. And painted nails and matching lipstick with discreet small earrings in gold. And perfect hair.
Love, Jackie Monies
‘Cuse me, I got two lifetimes mixed up there! The screeching gurney races took place in hospital whites, nurses uniform dresses with white garter belts and white hose, white shoes.
The other was the airline stews uniform in the late 50-early 60’s and you went down slides, threw out the doors and windows and rescued passengers while immaculately attired. Women didn’t get cut any slack in that period, you had to do it all while staying perfectly groomed dolls.
You know when I thought about that? When the Korean airline crashed in San Francisco and those little Asian dolls in their perfect attire carried the injured on their backs and performed miracles of rescue and salvation, often when injured themselves.
Loon, you aren’t the only feminist on this group!
Love, Jackie Monies
Jackie, I’m seeing a trend here. Involving garter belts, stockings and high heels. Making me wonder if the airlines and medical institutions of the day were perhaps being run by males with a certain kind of fetish. As I said, give me someone with the skill and presence of mind to direct me to the nearest exit when the cabin is filled with blinding, choking smoke.
Ironically, I had the same thought about the KAL flight attendants after the crash, primarily because of their fantasy-themed airline ads featuring fashion model-esque female FA’s. In short skirts and high heels. So I guess maybe it wasn’t just back in the day.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3gLgKKtzLJQ
Jackie, I often say life is too short not so skip and dance as often as we can. Mine is, anyway. I sometimes sing (“Doctor My Eyes” is a favorite. “Midnight Special” is another) but sometimes I make siren noises.
Nursing supervisor to The Boss Of My Life: “Can’t you do anything to settle her down.?”
(Favoring supervisor with a glare) “No.”
Oh, and Aeroflot FA’s still look like they just stepped out of the mid-1950s. Imagine.
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