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.
Cat Fall
By Jimmy Johnson
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185 responses to “Cat Fall”
Not sure I understand it either? But I haven’t picked up cowboys in bars in a LONG time
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.
The concept of “put a big Texas smile on your face” is, however, familiar to me.
Bet those girls were Texans
I lost a lot of my innocence to a girl from Texas City. And I already didn’t have much of it to spare.
When P&PHS finishes off my hair by blow drying it, she uses a dab of styling mousse that smells like a Piña 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”.
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.
Here’s a religious painting from about 1945 that many called blasphemous. Care to guess why?
http://www.thekrakens.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/05/Harry-Anderson-Hand.png
Because the little boy sitting at the feet of the Prince of Peace is holding a model of a warplane?
Because the pretty little girl is sitting in Jesus lap in same pose used in movie Lolita?
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.”
Ghostly Rapid Oxidation Lesson: It takes only a single careless match to start a forest fire, but it takes a whole damn box of matches to start a campfire.
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 .
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.
Ruth Anne: Thank you. Both have contributed mightily to the liberation of humankind. One got to die of natural causes. Peace,
Berry College has a new fuzz ball in the “iggle” nest as of yesterday morning. By now, the second egg may also have hatched.
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.
Yes it can. I am usually joyful and inspired when that happens, makes your heart suddenly swell and your smile get fixed in place.
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.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PEVrGRcSoaY
Note: I’m not interested in any of the political fallout, just in your opinions of her singing.
TIP BlogSpot: Irreverent, but looks just right for Melcher’s gag.
http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/
Peace,
Good info on Galileo and Pagels. Hope this does little violence to our ban on religion, though both have religious implications. Church, BTW, took G’s book of the Index in the 19th c., but didn’t declare him innocent until, I believe, latter half of the 20th. Seems to me I remember that happening.
http://writersalmanac.org/episodes/20170213/
Peace,
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!”
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…
I want my chocolate dark, my cherries tart, the liquor good and alcoholic and price level around $20 a pound.
But then I did own a candy shop.
Dark chocolate for me