I like this one, even if it is from just last year. Plus, it somehow seems to fit our ongoing discussion about content and advertising on the Web and about changes coming to the GoComics Web site. Probably you think I know a lot more about these changes than I’m telling, but I don’t. I don’t know more than you, although I am a lot more curious, believe me. I will admit to a brief conversation with Aaron Weber, the young man in charge of developing the new site, and he stressed that the changes will be far beyond cosmetic. Whether they are fooling themselves remains to be seen, but I do believe the folks at Universal Uclick are serious about exploring the future of “printed” comics. I am excitedly trepidatious, or trepidatiously excited. Mostly, as I stated yesterday, I will wait and see.
308 responses to “Hossing Around”
Good morning Villager….
Had to do some resetting of bookmarked files this morn. Ian tried to set up a new email account had to some tech stuff to our laptop….I bet we go through our ISP to set up new email account,
Update on Dad…he’s being released today and will be going into the nursing home Mom was in…he got to thinking about his friends being able to visit him here in hometown…good.
gotta go, no time
big change in weather coming in……..36 degrees tomorrow night
Old Bear:
I use Gas Buddy daily and track regular gas prices, but I am more interested in the relationship between diesel and gasoline. You’re right that clicking and getting a local and specific area can be very helpful for the individual (micro), but not if you’re looking at the big picture (macro).
http://then.gasbuddy.com/GB_Price_List.aspx. If they did the same list for diesel, then I would be happy.
God bless us every one. God bless the USA.
It is in 40s outside I think and I am awake. Too early. I have a sweater and tights picked out. May run to town early. Need to pickup mail.
And make broccoli chicken cheese soup in case work crew shows up this morning. It’s a soup day. Hey, I just remembered my yard bulb planter wants to go to culinary school. She can make the soup, it starts with a base mix.
Got mum hanging baskets for porch. Need to count hooks.
The presidential news keeps weirding daily. I hate to even hear it. Out here in my sanctuary of silence and still it gets to me.
Just read today’s new strip. Let’s not sleep together.
Grizzard, Lewis, humorist (20 Oct 1946-1994). ‘I have three ex-wives. I can’t remember any of their names, so I just call ’em Plaintiff.’
From today’s A.Word.A.Day. In my email, but there’s probably a website.
Peace,
Why am I such a wicked old lady? I just posted a risqué comment on Facebook to a friend who is an ordained minister.
Of course he also owns the Captain Ledge Band and toured for years with national rock bands. Surely he’s heard worse?
They are playing down the road Friday night and in Tahlequah at my favorite restaurant club there. Think I will go to both venues. They are great blue grass blues rock group and coming onto national gigs at last.
My favorite song by Captain Ledge and Gena the lead singer and wife of band leader. She is awesome lady.
https://youtu.be/l2j9iIwlbfo
That nest must be the most fertile surface for miles around. Close expl ore first.
http://expl ore.org/live-cams/player/decorah-eagles-north-nest
Peace,
Highlights at Orcalab cam. Humpback whales just now. Close expl ore. Peace,
http://expl ore.org/live-cams/player/orcalab-base
Debbe, that’s good your Dad is looking forward to visiting friends. I’ve known people to pull away from friends and family in similar circumstances, thinking “I don’t want people to see me here/this way.” I’ll be with you in the mid-thirties tomorrow night. Hope Mindy from Indy has her winter jammies out, too!
Jimmy, on today’s bed strip: hubby and I had full-size mattress for years then switched to queen (the side rails on our bed could be moved out to accomodate this). It is nice. But when we stay in a hotel, we always try to get a firm-mattressed king. Usually can’t even tell the other is there unless we deliberately roll together. Best of both worlds.
The Adventure Dog and I sleep in Kings on road, queen at home, which is weird. We don’t even disturb other side. I was making my bed this morning and noticed I just had to pull up comforter and spread on one side and smooth I out.
Appropriate music for today’s current strip. This song came to mind at once.
https://youtu.be/rTm6Ka5HBnE
I slept on a king mattress pre-Katrina, refurnished with a queen-size. Same length, and the extra width of the king-size just takes up bedroom real estate.
Li’l Smigz, I am, for some reason, intrigued by the expression “deliberately roll together”. I may have to steal that from you. 🙂
The 2016 Suckage-Meter just went another notch higher.
http://time.com/4538280/global-wine-production-low/
5% isn’t bad, is it? There are still 95 bottles on the wall and maybe that decrease is in the not-so-good stuff anyway.
🙂
If you are interested, 3 new pieces have been framed (2 delivered to gallery). Photos are on the website linked to my name and also on facebook. Just a ‘little’ showing off…
Jimmy, thanks for the laughing! You are the best.
Fun article on rents paid to the Queen.
http://www.atlasobscura.com/articles/london-is-still-paying-rent-to-the-queen-on-a-property-leased-in-1211
Ghost, the proper unit for measuring suckage is the Lovelace: http://www.ctrl-c.liu.se/~ingvar/asr/computer.html Please note that it’s defined in terms of the natural units.
Sideburns that is hilarious and I am technology challenged personally but it is STILL funny. I have an Army airforce friend whose favorite expression is embrace the suck. I thought that might be military jargon?
The Lovelace unit part is clever.
Sideburns, certain it is a great link, but sure won’t open for me.
“Embrace the suck” is military jargon. In my day, it was “Shut up and soldier”.
In other words, “Yeah, it sucks but deal with it.
And anyone that can recite the definition of a Lovelace could probably also define the SMOOT.
Smoot = 1.7 meters as defined by an MIT fraternity.
Yeah, but the funny part is how they defined it.
‘Suck it up, Buttercup; you’ll be fine.’ A minor chastening for my minor complaint that I got from a beloved supervisor, that she admits [or claims] she got from her mother.
Peace,