Of course, in the turbulent corporate seas of today, Arlo and most of his shipmates would have been thrown overboard long ago to lighten the payload, and the ship would be crewed by foreign nationals who are willing to subsist on hardtack and won’t sue when they’re flogged. Actually, this sort of thing was happening to merchant mariners long before the rest of us ever saw it coming. Well, no one literally was thrown overboard that I’m aware. Anyway, that’s the good thing about a cartoon job.
Daysailing
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147 responses to “Daysailing”
What I just posted was for Ghost, no one else.
Charlotte. We guessed 😀
Have just discovered WHY the two particular basket/drawers that Garfield the Fat Cat decided to shred.
He lies on the head of my bed and my head, reaches the second basket above and the first basket below without moving his big butt or exerting much energy!
Love, Jackie Monies
Jackie. Cool. Now can you figure out why my GSD Neeshka walks around a place three times before she lies down?
We had a wonderful brunch, eggs Benedict and champagne. I might have to tke a nap, for the first time in years. Memo to self: if you start drinking before seven, you’ll be crying by nine.
Because cats can count only to 3? Or is GSD a dog? Gordon Setter? Maybe emb is out of the loop? He often is.
GSD = German Shepherd Dog, emb. Silly
Dear emb, when she mentioned her dog before, I had to Google GSD. It’s German Shepherd Dog. Lily would doubtless have told you herself, but maybe is napping!
Lily, Charlotte: Thanks. 3-4x is about average for dogs, I think. Our dogs did that.
Lily – I was always told dogs circle around a few times to do a quick search for danger where they are going to lie. How true it is, I don’t know. Blacklight does this as well, but I suspect she is “prepping” her selected sleep spot.
Indy Mindy: Sounds as good a reason as any. All I know is that she is as serious as a heart attack about it
Lilyb reminds me:
The MBH & I went for a champagne brunch buffet today in expectation of our 52nd tomorrow. The very observant female who attended our table (not a waitress; we served ourselves) made sure we had enough of the bubbly. It just happened that my MBH had a “flute”(?), but my place had only a water goblet, say 10 oz. She – the staff woman – filled it and I emptied it. She refilled it. I reemptied it halfway; she filled it up even yet again one more time; I managed to empty it and refuse a 4th portion. MBH stayed with her one original serving.
Aside from two smallish slabs of pork ribs, a small beef slice, several not-too-crisp slices of bacon, two lemon squares and a very small piece of cherry pie, I had nothing else. The calorie total was probably OK, but I felt the need to sit down and digest some of the ethanol before driving the 55 miles back here. No doubt, that was a wiser decision than drinking all that champagne.
We had a nice time; the lake view was not blocked and there was a LOT of boating in view. The flat cost was significant, and was rather more than all our food/drink was worth, but we wanted the ambience and got it. Some celebrations merit such.
How lovely your brunches sound. Especially the champagne, my favorite beverage (I think?) since I have not tasted any these many years. Mike used to represent Krug, among many others, and that was a beautiful wine.
I am in putting seeds into those little “mini-green house” pots that rehydrate and form tiny pots. We are going to have a fall garden, since I didn’t get it done before summer and definitely not spring! The Oklahoma State University and the Oklahoma Master Gardeners say it is better than spring gardens here, so I am going to follow their guides.
Planting seeds is such a wonderful exercise- watching something green come from the soil renews a belief in the infinite world.
Love, Jackie Monies
Jackie, Spring is my favorite season. I love to till and plant our garden, and, as you say, wait for the seedlings to spring up. Sometimes I’ll lay on the grass and poke around to see if anything is happening. When I finally do see green, I am so happy. I love to pick tomatoes, radishes, hot peppers, carrots, and onions to use for our salads and herbs for our recipes. I am no kind of environmentalist, but there is something really good and worthy about growing our own veggies, if I may be permitted to use such an expression.
c x-p: If I’d had that much, I’d be under the table. Rarely drink out unless someone else is driving. Maybe one beer or wine at a multi-course affair, esp. if followed by a program I’m not on. At home, a good beer, preferably under 5.5% ABV, with supper 3-4x/wk. is enough.
One is nearer God in a garden than anywhere else on earth. It is because we spend so much time on our knees and praying!
Janis is a gardener and that is why more than anything else that I relate to her. When we were bidding on the original cartoons this year I dropped out on all the auctions except Janis’ gardening.
Normally I plant around 100-150 large container planters with herbs and flowers around my decks, plus hanging baskets but with all the commotion here this year I did not. Since I am getting more and more handicapped I find that containers are easier to manage.
Right now my daughter has a bed of cucumbers that ate Pittsburg and not a single cuke. But they are pretty, lots of flowers and bees. The green beans are finally bearing some, but that is OK one way or the other. I am hardly serious nowadays about harvests!
Anon, I am off to bed Lily– after I get clean sheets for the cats and me.
Love, Jackie Monies
Good night, Jackie, God watch over you. I am on my seventh Margarita and getting kinda sleepy 😀
Congratulations on the anniversary, CxP! 52 years… that’s great. 🙂
Good morning Villagers….
I just love county neighbors…..We’ve received from here and there; zucchini, a bag of tomatoes, and a dozen ears of sweet corn. Look out supper tonight 🙂
Think I’ll make my zucchini fritters….shred zucchini, flour, eggs, a little melted butter, salt, add the shredded zucchini, then dollop into skillet…then there’s BLT’s on the menu too.
Cxp….I too congratulate you both on your 52 years. When my paternal Grandparents celebrated their 50th, I asked Grandpa “50 years, Grandpa, how did you make it to 50 years?” He replied….”it wasn’t easy, but it wasn’t easy either for your Grandma”.
GR 😉 you’ve been exceptionally quiet these past couple of days….dare I ask who? 🙂
Ya’ll have a blessed day…..
…and Jerry, I just thought you were jerking our chains here with the author of “America the Beautiful”
https://www.google.com/search?q=america+the+beautiful+author&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8&aq=t&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a&channel=sb
….see, one does learn from others here…thanks Jerry 🙂
cxp and Mrs. cxp, happy 52nd anniversary!!
To cxp and Mrs. cxp: Happy Anniversary! I would have been married 51… bittersweet memories…
Debbe and others: GR6 said he would be traveling for a few days. I’m sure he will be back here, with his ole ornery self, soon.