Cat Fall

We at Arlo & Janis do not think hitting a cat in the head with a door is funny. In our defense, this one just sort of slipped by quality control. In fact, we think physical humor is disgusting, and we are very excited to be present at the dawn of a glorious era, the digital production of comics. In the future, when every panel is a cut-and-paste copy of the initial panel, with only the dialog—and maybe an eyebrow—changing from start to finish, physical humor in the comics will become all but impossible and will disappear from our consciousness altogether. We live for that day.
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185 thoughts on “Cat Fall”

  1. Please, JJ, tell us you’re being facetious here! After all, pratfalls are the source of all good humor… without it, we wouldn’t have Mr Laurel and Mr Hardy.

    Actually, I love how you put the actual violence “off camera” and left it up to our imaginations. The reaction shot is what’s funny! Our cats, in such a circumstance, wouldn’t be in such a hilarious position; they’d still be standing and looking up at me like the whole thing was my fault — get out of the way, human!

  2. In fact, if cats could figure out how to open the cat food, they would wait until we were out of the house and then have all the locks changed. But still, they are way ahead of dogs. How does it go? Dogs have owners, cats have staff.

  3. Jimmy, I think dogs are faster learners, particularly where food is concerned. For some reason, I think that’s a pantry door Luddy is fixated on.

    Trapper Jean, how is recovery going? (After Jackie’s party, maybe I should ask her the same thing. ๐Ÿ˜‰ )

  4. One of my cats likes to lay right in front of the big screen with his paw dangling over the edge. The other day I was looking for a DVD and when I closed the door of the cabinet, the cat’s paw got caught. He uttered an almost human cry that was at the same time, comical and sad. He hopped downstairs but quickly was racing around the house like nothing happened.

  5. I might have mentioned this on an earlier thread, but I had to change the way that I view my comics and it looks like the site is linked to the “Dark Side”. Wow, some the people there are awful. It really makes you wonder why they wasted their time to comment, except that they probably do not have much in their lives to do but made disparaging comments online. Thankful for this group.

  6. actually, there IS a comic just like that now! it’s called “Dinosaur Comics”, is present on GoComics, and is absolutely horrible! (at least to the old fashioned like me!).

  7. I once had a cat who’d learned how to pull the front door open from the inside, although she still needed me for the screen. One day she tried the same trick on the bathroom door and almost got caught because it opened into the room and she was out in the hall, pulling it shut. I don’t think she ever figured out that what she needed there was to push it with her head.

  8. Alf was actually not a mackerel tabby but a prince trapped in a 24 pound cat. He was totally not cat like. He opened doors and cabinets with his paws despite being declawed by who ever took him to shelter.

    I grieve for him as does my daughter who has his ashes.

  9. Ah, yes, the precipitous decline of the popularity of physical humor. Any day I expect to hear that Wile E. Coyote has retained legal counsel and has had charges filed against Roadrunner for felonious assault, endangering a member of a non-endangered species, and conspiracy to commit mopery, as well as a product liability lawsuit against The Acme Company, alleging numerous cases of faulty product design.

  10. Ghost, +

    Looked up mopery and found this:

    ‘The word mopery has been used by authors Thomas Pynchon (Gravity’s Rainbow) and Dashiell Hammett (The Thin Man), among others, for whom it is usually a comic accent. In Catch 22 (Joseph Heller, 1961), the mildly rebellious Cadet Clevinger is court-martialed by three angry officers, who accuse him of โ€œbreaking ranks while in formation, felonious assault, indiscriminate behavior, mopery, high treason, provoking, being a smart-guy, listening to classical music, and so onโ€. Similarly, in the 1984 comedy film, Revenge of the Nerds, mopery is defined as “exposing oneself to a blind person.”[1] According to Russell Baker, “mopery isn’t a crime, but only an old policemen’s joke in which it’s defined as the act of displaying yourself in the nude to a blind person.”[2]’

    Listening to classical music. Guess I got off easy. I’m sure I knew officers who would have considered that suspicious, if not felonious.

    Reminds me of the joke/true? story re the piano tuner. Think that’s been by here once or 2x. Peace,

  11. Debbe Sends Love. She misses us all so much . She is still at her dad’s and will probably get on loving there. She misses posting and reading us. Expecially Ghost. And the music. She asked me to post Reba McIntyre new song. Saif it had God in title.

    I loved up title and half of songs had God in title. The rest had Jesus. It is religious albums!

  12. Jackie:

    I hope when you are driving “Topless” you have Dickens in a restraint.
    Don’t want him chasing squirrels when you are doing 70.
    Or bet ejected if you are rear-ended.

    BTW we had – #s this AM got to plus 11 this afternoon.

    GM Debbe where ever you are ๐Ÿ˜‰

  13. From today’s ‘Writer’s Almanac’:

    Behan, Brendan wrote his first play, The Quare Fellow (1956), / the execution of a convict in a Dublin prison. When he got out of prison, it ? big hit / London & then New York. He followed that up w/ novel Borstal Boy (1958) & The Hostage (1958), in which he wrote:

    Never throw stones at your mother, / You’ll be sorry for it when she’s dead, / Never throw stones at your mother, / Throw bricks at your father instead. Wr.A.170209


  14. Cor, the kids these days! Can’t take physical humor, unlike the golden years of the Katzenjammer Kids!

    But now that I think about it, in KK the humor was in the anticipation, not the violence itself, and JJ gets that part right in this strip.

  15. I think cats are the smartest species. But there are times, like this, when they crack me up. My cat used to do the same thing. I’d look at her and she’d just stand there. And eventually, she’d get the little bump on the nose and jump back.

  16. No Ghost, not a word. Anyone have real contact information for her? Jean has lupus recently diagnosed. Any surgery is dangerous for autoimmune patients and things can behave differently.

    Frankly I am worried.

  17. It is 35 here and sunny. I am in layers. To peel off if need be. The top is going back on Black Jack. My help just got here. I Am happy. I have shed 13 pounds in this past month. Back to where I was when Trigger wrecked.
    More to lose that I gained last summer as my life wrecked.

    I will do this.

  18. All of our cats and dogs at one time or another has gotten a “dumber than a brick” bonk. It just seems to come with the territory. Although we have an older small dog that it has become a more frequent occurrence even with the best of care taken. In reference to the tiny house arc, I live in a 900 sq foot house that was originally built as a cabin. It was given to us as a Christmas/Wedding present with 22 acres over 40 years ago. Supposed to be 2 bedroom but it is now one bedroom and a computer room, small living room connected to the kitchen. A utility room big enough to walk into that holds the furnace and washer and dryer. A loft full of storage. Please nothing smaller.

  19. My house began as an Opie cabin in 1960s. A one car carport or shed and a room behind with toilet, etc. That car she’d has morphed into my bedroom with a Chippendale canopy bed that touches ceiling and the back room is my master bath same size as bedroom.

    Another owner added another side with tiny rooms that were supposed to be bedrooms. Small sitting room, small kitchen like in a boat galley. I think less than 900 square feet and a lake camp.

    Now it extends across two blocks and has grown like a farm house where each generation adds more. I have no idea but still small by McMansion.standards. I like it. My favorite house.

  20. Don’t think this violates our no church, no politics notion; maybe jostles it a tad. Anyway, often I receive requests that I ‘write’ a legislator opposing or favoring something. Often, it is a canned missive which they suggest I ‘personalize’. Also, often but sadly, it needs editing. E,g., the common, pompous, sophomoric initial ‘I’m writing to urge you to oppose …’ becomes simply ‘Please oppose …’ One I just submitted wanted to ‘reign in’ certain greedy outfits.

    If it is an issue where I believe a certain 1st century rabbi would have taken the same stand as I, I may add ‘WWJD?’ at the end. Here is the closing I added to that submission:

    ‘WWJD? He would oppose this resolution, but forgive canned letter composers who don’t know the difference between rain, reign, and rein. Peace,’

    Compulsive copy editors have to have some fun.

  21. Ghost: That reminds me of two tees, one I saw in the ’80s, one in a ’60s or ’70s cartoon, likely both mentioned here before. In the cartoon a lean but chesty protestor’s shirt had a peace symbol + ‘What are you staring at, PIG?’ The one I saw at a private work-out gym said, ‘I’m for REAL’, using the dairy symbol that was common then [and may still be]. She was also stacked.


  22. I’m not sure, Lara. My ears were ringing too much after she slapped me. ๐Ÿ™‚

    My favorite actually-seen-in-the-wild t-shirt was worn, sans bra, by a busty young lady that declared, “I wish these were brains.” And yes, pokies were involved.

  23. I have had many special cats that shared their lives with me, but the one that was the most special was an orange tiger-striped tabby that I named Max. I could go on for quite some time about his abilities and talents, but I will share only two.

    He learned how to knock on the back screen door to let us know he wanted to come in.

    He played tag and hide-and-go-seek with my dad.

  24. Old, old story about a man who went to a new Western-themed bar and restaurant for the first time:

    The waitresses were wearing cowboy hats and boots; short fringed skirts; midriff-bearing, cleavage-revealing Western shirts knotted below their breasts; and a gun belt holding a pair of six-shooters. Being a gun buff, his eyes widened as he noticed that the guns appeared to be authentic .45 Colt Single Action Army revolvers.

    When his well-endowed waitress came to the table to take his order, he looked up at her and said, “Wow! Are those things real?”

    Aaaand she slapped him.

  25. I’ve accomplished two things since supper [which was the last portion of a mix of steamed veggies, takeout egg fried rice + eggdrop soup + pulled chicken, light and dark, accompanied by a good porter): 1. set up a free Radon test which will run into early Mon. morning & then be rushed UPS to the lab; and 2. set up the order of worship for an upcoming BUMC Sunday when I’m doing pulpit supply. Apparently the rest of the Village has been busy also.


  26. Not saying I’m worried about Jean, but I’m worried about Jean. To the point I just checked the Dahlonega GA newspaper obituaries. (I know her given first name, and I can estimate her YOB pretty closely.) Nothing found there, but she could still be hospitalized.

  27. A gentle push with the side of a foot and ours get the idea –
    but trying to prepare food in a sea of cats gets interesting.
    We soon learned not to lift feet so tails and paws are protected.

    Which reminds me of a shop cat that would stand behind people
    so he would get bumped so he then got pets.

  28. Jimmy!!! today’s strip…when my brother was in IRaq and Afghanistan, that’s what was happening! On base and off, it seemed from the few photos. Made those shipping containers into dorms, and offices and restaurants and ….


  29. Rehab for knee replacement unlikely unless it went bad. They are doing as almost outpatient now. I would have been sent straight home and only kept one day because of lupus.

    No inpatient rehab, walking first day. I think it was a month at home doing exercise here. The outpatient rehab was in Muskogee where I was last night. An hour away.

    I have bone on bone for 15 years. Lack of anyone at home or to drive me has made me cancel five scheduled replacements, three surgeons, two cities, three hospital’s.

    I promised Dr. Ghost I would reschedule and it is on today’s list in 15 minutes when office opens. I am keeping my promise but scared.

  30. Llee and Smigz: I haven’t had time to go back and look, but I’m pretty sure Jean said the plan was to return home either same day or next day, and she would let us know something by the second day after. I don’t know too much about the procedure she had, but I suppose there could have been complications that required more extensive or additional procedures with longer stay time.

    Don’t know what to do but wait and pray.

  31. Those that don’t falk off ship with your biggest customers silk flowers in middle of ocean unless your company used your order to ship to Michael’s.

    Like time they sent one of my customers a container full of Christmas trees prelabeled for Michaels.

  32. Good morning, Jackie. (Well, that was strange.) I started to add to my comment, “We need to ask Jackie. She will know.”

    Oh, and thanks for scheduling yours. I know you keep your promises.

  33. I’ve read “9 Chickweed Lane” for several years and sometimes the plots can be strange. I don’t know of any foreshadowing for this situation. The characters are summarized in the Wikipedia page: The nun is Sister Steven a/k/a “Sister Caligula”, the headmistress at the parochial school that the main character attended. The man in overalls is Thorax, who may be from another planet. The man in a suit is Monty, who is either a very peculiar incarnation of God or a very peculiar impostor. The woman is Diane, a former nun at Sister Steven’s convent who left it to marry her sweetheart.

  34. The current 9CL is a rerun from back when I actually took the time to follow it daily. IIRC, it was some type of dream sequence that took place while Diane was in labor with her child by her husband and former priest (Stephen?). The iteration of Diane shown in the dream is most assuredly NOT enceinte. Nor acting particularly maternal, which will become even more evident, II also RC.

  35. First, I hope all is well with Jean.

    I am okay. Work has gotten weirder, and tonight after I left, my boss delivered corporate-issued signs – one of which states the company is willing to pay $250 to anyone who turns in illegal/banned behavior (once it is proven). I am refraining from commenting on how this sounds to my ears, but suffices to say, it is more than time to go.

    Really time to run now. My assistant is back, now just need to get out and look in earnest.

  36. Good morning again. Dickens and I are in beautiful sunny Carthage, Missouri walking.

    Good morning Llee. We will be around as soon as we load van! Don’t ear brunch yet darling.

    Have a great day friends. I will.

    Ghost, I forgot your song from Debbe. I will post when I get back to room. Have a great day, like a sunny breakfast egg Sunnyside up.

  37. Thanks, Jackie.

    I still remember the first time I heard that song…through a headset while crossing the Rockies at 35,000 feet.

    Note: No comments about being high, over Colorado, are necessary.

  38. Yeah, who wants to check the actual weather on The Weather Channel when you can instead watch “The Adventures of Overweight Canadian Tow Truck Drivers”?

    Think I’ll bung the ingredients for another batch of Law Dog Stew into one of the slow cookers.

  39. Oddly, I had just recently begun to give some idle thought to resuming the judicious application of a “manly fragrance” following my morning shave and shower. I used to do so assiduously, but in recent years I have discontinued that habit. Perhaps because I noticed I was attracting as many women without it as with it. (Just kidding. Or am I? ๐Ÿ™‚ )

    I have a theory that there is at least one cologne that ideally suits every man, if he is fortunate enough to discover it. I have mine, not a new or trendy one, but one which produces an amazing number of incidents where public contact with female bank tellers, sales clerks, and cashiers produces an appraising look and the question, “Umm, what’s that you’re wearing?” I have to say that does brighten my Ghostly heart.

    And then this morning I ran across this…

  40. On the topic of being fortunate, this is interesting:

    “While global wealth totals $255 trillion, the median wealth of all 4.8 billion global adults is just $2,222; the average is $52,819. In North America, it takes $4.47 million in wealth to be in the top 1%, in Europe it takes $1.41 million, in Asia-Pacific $660,000 and in China $230,000. The 33 million earthly millionaires, 0.7% of the global adult population, own 45.6% of all planetary wealth.” ~ Dr. Elliott Eisenberg, the Bowtie Economist

    He could have gone further.

    If you remove wealth realized by possessing real property (car, house, etc.), 0.01% (or less) own about 97% of the wealth. That was true about 20 years ago, and it might be even higher now.

    For some reason, 0.001% sticks in my memory, but I imagine thatโ€™s wrong.

  41. Ghost, body chemistry has a lot to do with how colognes smell, too. I asked a man with whom I worked what he wore because he always smelled delicious. When I got it for my husband, he smelled…well…way less wonderful. And on me, a cologne popular a few decades back smelled just like Raid insect spray.

    Hi, Nancy K!

  42. Ghost: ‘I have a theory that there is at least one cologne that ideally suits every man, if he is fortunate enough to discover it.’

    Guess I’ll never know, since I’ve never tried one, unless you count the scent on standard OTC deodorant [which, fortunately, becomes less needed with age]. My wallet, of course, knows that I’ve never tried one. Since, in ’48-’52, I could not have been more fortunate in affairs of the heart than I was, t’would have been a waste of money. Elaine used cologne some, but I never paid it much attn., and she realized I was no fan of makeup.

    Wonder what fraction of the world’s total economy goes for such waste? That could lead us into forbidden territory, both political and religious. Fun.


  43. Daffodils are pushing up ,and redbuds are blooming. Normally, I would be happy to see these signs of spring. But in February? I just know we will get freezing temps. again, and the awakening plants will be damaged. That makes me sad.

  44. I love today’s A&J. Arlorealizes how lucky he is not to be homeless,living in a card- board box.
    Ludwig hiding in the box reminded me of the cats that I had who loved to play in boxes. We would cut holes in the box sides and watch them play with each other. Nothing like watching a cat have fun.

  45. I doubt Ghost REALLY wants to smell like John Travolta in Michael as the Archangel. But his effect on women was unquestionable as they were falling in multiples.

    He smelled like fresh baked cookies.

    Which is when I began to use toasted sugar. I smell like fresh baked cookies and that is half the reason for Cowboy Cookies name. My boat.

  46. Ghost:

    My two favorites:

    Old Spice – I bought it every Christmas for my dad, and, now, my son does the same for me.

    Avon’s Wild Country.

    I know that both of those might be considered to be nerdy and dรฉclassรฉ by some.

    I don’t care.

  47. Rick, I have a bottle of Old Spice after-shave and a mug of their shaving soap on top of my bathroom etagere for sentimental and decorative purposes. As I too had done many times before, I gave it to my dad for Christmas a few years before he died. Before he could use it, he had to switch to an electric razor, and found them in a drawer. I hadn’t thought of it, but I might try the aftershave.

  48. This was the hot number in my HS and college years. I can directly credit it with me getting lucky once when I was visiting an out-of-town GF. Just after I arrived in town, we were sitting in the front seat of my car and she for some reason opened my toiletry kit; took out and opened my bottle of it; and proceeded to start dabbing it on herself and me.

    Of course, alcohol may have been involved, too. ๐Ÿ™‚

  49. Ghost:

    I used Canoe back in my younger and wilder days, too! I thought that I was the only one.

    It worked for me, too, come to think of it. I can’t recall if alcohol or anything else was involved. Most likely was.

  50. I have body wash, body lotion, body spray, exfoliating sugars, aromatherapy oils, and candles, all in toasted sugar.

    Usually my hairdressers comment on it or facial techs, other women. They ask if I have been baking or eating cookies.

    Last two men who mentioned last week was a young male cashier I have had check me out since he was a teenager. He is half my age. He asked what fragrance I wore because he said I always smell so good.

    Went to hear one of my blue grass jazz friends band, same thing and leaned over and buried his face in my hair. Not band owner, young musician who has known me about 8 years.

  51. Rick: Found four albums by Railroad Earth on Amazon Music Unlimited. Just listened to “Take a Bow”. Wasn’t familiar with them but very listenable. Thanks.

    I separate Bluegrass into “Twang” and “Not Twang”. They seem to be the latter.

  52. I will mail you a bottle or two. I love it.

    Until Jerry brought up the natural vanilla I had not thought of adding that to bath water. It would be easy to get big bottles of Mexican vanilla.

  53. Ghost:

    I have every one of their CDs, I have seen them in concert three times, and I still cannot categorize them.

    At different times, they are bluegrass, new grass, slightly country, slightly rock, slightly psychedelic, slightly electronic, and on and on. But they are always cerebral.

    I have decided that the two words that best fit my interpretation of their music are cosmic and eclectic.

  54. I think I WOULD like them. My friend with Captain Ledge is too cerebral. Local places won’t book. It was his guitarist who stuck his face in my hair and said he loved my hair texture and softness and sweet smell.

  55. Bad thing : Good thing
    The former was that our phone went dead from Tuesday evening to Thursday afternoon. It was an AT&T problem.
    The latter was that, ever since Thursday’s fix, we have received NO calls; in particular, none of the spam trash! Maybe their system detected that this number was not in service and deleted it – I can hope. Before, we’d get 1-3 spammers per day.

    Brut user here, and have been so for decades. I cut it 1:1 with 2-propanol to stretch it since it seems rather concentrated.

  56. I was pleasantly surprised to find we have a pretty good cross-section of men’s cologne users here. I sort of suspected usage may have fallen off in recent years, as I don’t recall seeing as many ads for the product as in years past. Of course, I don’t watch the boob-tube as much now either.

    The one exception would possibly be for something called Axe, which I would probably reject on the basis of its name alone, which I think is some type of body wash or spray, the ads for which seem to suggest it’s some sort of pheromone-based magic aphrodisiac that causes females to fall all over the user and/or into their beds.

    I thought that’s what tequila was for.

  57. Speaking of birthdays, today’s Writer’s Almanac included a reminder that Abraham Lincoln and Charles Darwin were both born on February 12, 1809.

  58. Ghost, I never knew Walken could dance…wow! I think one reason men’s fragrances are not advertised as much as they used to be is that they don’t need to be. A few decades back, men had to be convinced they could wear fragrance and still be manly. Now it is just considered a part of grooming. My Dad wore Old Spice, too. The scent makes me think of burying my face in his shirt while he hugged me.

    Trucker, I really like Joe Nichols. “Gimmie That Girl” is a favorite.

  59. I love country and westernot. Even when country wasn’t cool I was closet country.

    Bought myself a Bob Mackie recently to remind me of my idol Cher. Never thought I’d see myself in a Mackie.

    Bought most beautiful monochromatic Sandstone jacket hand embroidered in giant lighter ivory giant rose floral clusters. I can see Dwight Yoakum on stage in it and skinny jeans.

    Next is a Nudie.

    The fashion report is ended. My heroes have always been cowboys and still are it seems.

  60. A few drops of diesel fuel would take right care of that Lavender Cocoa Butter scent. Back in my cologne-using days, one of my all-female staff once commented that the man she could do anything with (her husband) always smelled like diesel fuel, while the man that was off-limits to her (me) always smelled wonderful.

  61. Good point about cologne ads, Li’l Smigz. I remember that makers of men’s hair spray faced the same problem and used phrases on the cans like “The Decidedly Male Way to Control Your Hair.” I always thought they should have just gone ahead and used a picture of a commando in cammo face paint pulling the pin of a grenade with his teeth.

    Yep, Walken too was a professional hoofer before he went into acting. And obviously a good one.

  62. When P&PHS finishes off my hair by blow drying it, she uses a dab of styling mousse that smells like a Piรฑa Colada. If she were truly trying to seduce me, she’d use one that smells like bourbon.

    Back in the 90’s, I got my hair cut at a salon owned by a friend of mine, which of course had nothing to do with the sexy Panamanian lady with the sexy accent that did me. He explained that many of the stylists of that day were guilty of what he called “mousse abuse”.

  63. That reminds me of the post-apocalyptic, Mad Max-type of B movies made in the 80’s and 90’s, that featured gangs of savages roaming around, competing and fighting for scarce goods like food and gasoline. From the appearance of many of the female savage characters, though, there was no similar shortage of hair mousse, mascara, and sexy lingerie.

  64. No. This apparently was the first attempt in a mainstream publication to depict Jesus outside of Biblical times. According to good ol’ Wikipedia, the painting “was eventually printed in the publishing program after the editor’s daughter longingly wished that she too could sit on Jesus’ lap like the girl in the painting.”

  65. Either McDonald’s is dumb or careless because for about the 100th time they have handed me a syrupy tea after we clearly asked for no sugar and for the third time they gave us sweet tea!!

    This is most annoying company in existence with most incompetent .

  66. End of story three glasses of syrupy tea and they finally check and determine the tea containers were full of sweet tea. They gave me new tea and apologized.

    Then Michele brought them out to me and slammed door on my elbow and poured ice and tea down my crotch. Not having good day.

  67. We went to our Grandson’s baptism today. He just turned one, but his mom and dad had been searching for the right church. Lukas may only be one and so full of smiles and laughter, but he seem to sense the importance of the occasion.

    As we were leaving the altar I looked up and saw my longtime accompanist who left suddenly 2 1/2 years ago. We had communicated a few times since she left and tried to sing togetheour churchr at a church where she was playing part time, but that church had a change and i wasn’t sure where she was playing at. I was feeling a little under the weather, but as soon as I saw her, I gave her a big hug and felt SO much better. It’s amazing seeing an old friend can make your spirits soar.

  68. I’ve always heard that as long as they spell your name correctly all publicity is good. A young singer named Joy Villa certainly put that theorem to the test at the Grammys tonight. Is her career over? Can she sing well enough to survive the inevitable hatred spawned by her dress tonight? The one Youtube video I found suggests that she can… but she isn’t my cup of tea.

    Note: I’m not interested in any of the political fallout, just in your opinions of her singing.

  69. Good morning Villagers. Had a brief but wonderful visit with Jack, Michele and SILK.

    Jack is four going on forty. If he didn’t talk like Boomhaeur on King of the Hill and require a translator he’d be an amazing conversationlist. An awesome vocabulary and dramatic delivery.

    But the impressive thing is his skills at cursing with such accurate use. The kid is good! He is going to stay in trouble at Catholic school. I am not to blame for this one. I wasn’t here.

    This week he was in trouble for “hitting “. His mom said why had he broken rules about using his hands? He dramatically protested “I DIDN’T!
    I used my elbow!”

  70. Jimmy, there’s just something about Valentine candy packaging that makes you want to eat all the contents at once. Just jump right in and have a sticky orgy of chocolate deliciousness. Especially chocolate covered cherries. Creamy milk chocolate…drippy cordial centers…those sweet, sweet maraschino cherries…

  71. Come on folks, let’s check in on chocolate preference. That was fun yesterday with scents.

    I went to floral school in Holland, walked into my first truffle shop and almost fainted. Dark chocolate truffles the size of eggs?

    Be still my heart!

  72. As long as it’s luscious and melts in my mouth, I’m good.

    Li’l Smigz, isn’t it a little early in the day to be thinking about an orgy? Nah. On second thought, it’s never too early to be thinking about an orgy.

  73. LOL! I’m thinking today may be a good day to make a chocolate bundt cake. with fudge frosting/ dripping stuff that doesn’t cover all of the cake but is sooooo good.

    Have a beautiful day everyone ๐Ÿ™‚

  74. Eating lunch with Michele and Jack at wonderful organic locally sourced restaurant on Quincy’s famous Washington Square where Lincoln Douglas debates took place.

    I am having Eggs Benedict with spinach and other farmyard things and small side salad.

    No desert for me. I have goals.

  75. When I was growing up, chocolate meant milk chocolate. I liked Kisses, Milky Way bars, Baby Ruths (of course), and the caramels in a Whitman’s Sampler but didn’t crave chocolate the way some do. (As I write this, I’m wondering if my liking for Mounds may have been influenced as much by its darker chocolate as by the coconut.)

    My chocolate palate didn’t expand until the 1980s when Bob was playing in a small jazz group with a guy who was the band director at a local middle school. The kids really liked John and gave him lots of gifts, frequently in the form of chocolate although he could decorate a large Christmas tree with music-related ornaments. He didn’t particularly care for chocolate but would keep it all in his refrigerator (he was single at the time) and share it with the guys during rehearsals, even tell them to take it home. Bob did not decline that offer ๐Ÿ™‚

    Now a Whitman’s Sampler or a box from Russell Stover is a good thing. However, John also had sampler boxes that his mom gave him that came from Whetstones Chocolates in St. Augustine. Those opened a whole new world to us – multiple variations of dark chocolate, red chocolate, truffles of one type encased in another. It was heavenly, so good we would limit ourselves to one piece a day!

    We continue to treat ourselves whenever we visit St. Augustine. Our current favorite product is their chocolate amoretto sauce, delicious in coffee or on strawberries, ice cream, fingers, whatever.

  76. Good for you, Laura!

    Ruth Anne, I am on a tablet too! But it has a sturdy protective case and this has a fold out keyboard. However, the desktop computer is much easier to use.

  77. RA/WP – Where in St. Aug. is this place of chocolate? I haven’t visited for about a decade or so, but still know some of the streets and check their newspaper online.

  78. Don’t tempt me; have already had my two squares of UMC Fair Trade dark chocolate for the day. Will have supper w/ dear friends couple [both ord. ELCA clergy] and their daughter in law around 6. I supplied the 2 mallards and a varied 6-pack; they supply the cooking skills, sides, dessert, warm comfy home. Life is good.


  79. c e-p:

    Charlotte: My tablet has a detachable keyboard which is easier for typing lengthy missives but walking across the room to the PC is even easier ๐Ÿ™‚ Which tablet do you have? Bob’s iPad is nearing the end of its days and the battery in my tablet is also showing its age. We’ve decided that our next devices will match in order to simplify communication and problem-solving but haven’t settled on make/model, other than not Apple.

  80. Hershey Kisses are my guilty pleasure, in either the milk or dark persuasion. (“Guilty pleasure” does sound better than “secret addiction”, doesn’t it?)

    Llee: Now that’s a chocolate orgy in which I could really get involved! Think about me while you’re enjoying it. ๐Ÿ™‚

  81. Thinking about trying to figure out a triple chocolate chip cookie that is sugar free with pecans, oatmeal, crisp and crunchy but at same time soft and gooey.

    Don’t get me wrong, I can do it with butter and sugar. Question is, healthier. With dried cherries.

  82. I like Hersey Hugs, or real white chocolate (the kind with *real* cocoa butter!).

    As a side note, a noteworthy day for me tomorrow. Two year anniversary of the kidney transplant! It’s working (apostrophe intended) and I’m still recovering from 7 years of dialysis and related health issues.

  83. David:
    Prayers for continued success.

    Old Spice shaving soap.
    Maybe English Leather,
    cows and chickens didn’t like aftershaves.

    Laketown Chocolates – Chocolate Caramel with Sea Salt

  84. Mizz Charlotte how did you make out in the big blizzard?
    Or was it all TWC hype or was it just on the coast?
    Still have not talked to son.

    GM Debbe where ever you are. Big heart for Valentine’s

  85. Thanks, RA. Thanks also for the humor, OB, though I would have seen it in this morning’s newspaper anyway.
    Indeed, David, many happy returns of the day, as you might consider the day a kind of rebirth.

  86. Happy Valentine’s Day to you, Laura (making you the first of the day to receive that Ghostly Greeting), and to everyone in the Village. Especially the ladies, of course. <3

  87. Good morning and happy Valentines Day to my favorite people. I wish I could give all of you a hug and wish you knew what a huge part of my life you were.

    Love is the most important of the graces, hope, faith, charity and love, the cornerstones of our lives.

    And yes, before someone tells me there are three I know but I am from New Orleans and that is a New Orleans insider joke involving an elaborate mausoleum. Which has four corners and an extra grace.

    Love you and as a friend says, smooches to everyone. XXXXXXXX


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