Well, we griped about the cold all winter; can we gripe about the heat yet? It’s been a hot summer where I live, or it would be except it isn’t summer yet. The temperatures haven’t been so extreme, but the humidity has been stifling. I’ve been busy with a lot of outdoor projects this month, and on some days work simply is impossible for several hours past noon. I’ve almost been bear-caught on several occasions. Well, now is the time for all of you who endured all that snow and ice to put away those sun-belt real estate brochures and relax outside.
No, the other left
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179 responses to “No, the other left”
Since I read entire year’s archive, that Swedish tall neighbor didn’t slip by. I once had a true blonde Swedish best friend who I dearly loved but was about like some of the blonde jokes we all tell. One Christmas her husband gave her a beautiful porcelain soup dish and she opened it and said, “Just what I always wanted, a soup latrine!”
To this day I cannot see one without hearing her voice.
Love, Jackie Monies
Jean, it takes me forever to catch up because I follow all the links and listen to the music too. I find it fascinating, like a game of treasure hunt where you ask yourself, “How the heck did he know that? Or find that? Or remember that?”
I used to love both David McCollum and Mikhail Baryshnikov who I thought were incredibly sexy and I seem to recall looked a great deal alike. I still find Ducky sexy and funny, although I remember when Gibbs was declared the sexiest man alive by People magazine. Still is I guess to those of us of a certain age.
Don’t remember the singing though?
Love, Jackie Monies
Just did the math and realized that I have been alive 21,002 days (15,000 workdays)….No wonder I’m tired!
Jackie– how many American speakers know what a soup tourine is? At least your Swedish friend new the intent of the word!
Debbe– I can’t even get past slicing the peppers. Who needs ranch dressing… naked peppers is the bestest.
Symply– I really wished those 10 seconds or so had be so fargone!
No informed comments on the cat issues. I have dogs, loyal, friendly, and eager to please. Rare circumstances for a cat, I’m told.
David, I’d be delighted to read about dogs too. Mom has an elderly pit bull mix, a Australian shepherd missing all her hair. I have a Catahoula curr/blue heeler mix, a black and white coon hound of some ancestry and a red 12# badly bred Papillion, all rescued dogs.
This is the least # of dogs I have owned. I used to have eight big noisy ones, two per entrance to my house. I called them my “Oklahoma Burglar Alarm system”. No one wanted to face a pair of them to get in here!
Love, Jackie Monies
Mind boggling, Jackie — to have eight big dogs, all at one time! They must have been outdoor dogs, I’d think?
I am awfully glad Mike has gotten so much better. That was quite a story, too, about drawing his picture before you had even seen him!
Storms are moving in…and just as I left the hen house, the temp dropped from 91 degrees to 79 degrees…..gonna shut down computer…lightening hitting too close…
..oh, and David, I too love just munching on the peppers (then my addiction kicks in…Ranch dressing)..naked peppers….is that anything like the Red Hot Chili Peppers???? Nekked Peppers…you may have the start of a punk rock group there.
Crap….too close for comfort here…..off I go.
later
That was a lot of strips to read at one sitting [I know, I could have stopped, maybe], but JJ is too funny. See that tree? Naked lady behind it. Then Janis’s response: Not in my living room! Hilarious. Maybe it’s we that are so funny.
Many things are better naked. Others aren’t.
Jackie- Part of the reason that donkey looks so much like Arlo is the shading. If you look at just the shading, you can *just* make out the outline of Arlo’s head. I’m STILL amazed. And really glad Mike is doing better. Ducky and Gibbs {swoon}
cxp – That Zits strip is a keeper. Ha! (Ewww.)
Debbe – Hope you thought to send some of that rain to me. It keeps missing us!
Charlotte – I’m hoping for magic beanstalk too. What did you accidentally grow?
Debbe, My dentist tells me that plaque can be dangerous but I had no idea. Sploosh!
The first strip of one of my favorite arcs. The third panel of the last strip in this series never fails to make me laugh. Blacklight has given me that look after too much catnip.
http://www.gocomics.com/arloandjanis/2010/04/06
Scratch that. Third panel in second to last strip of this arc. {sigh}
Steve, I went to Excel and subtracted my birthday from today’s date and got 22,345 days. Throw in the odd illness and dozen or so pills, and it’s no wonder I need naps! No telling how many more days others on this blog have under their belts than we do.
EMB- I did same thing, read the entire year. I kept link so I can read some more. The trouble is, they are too funny, they are like peanuts. You nibble one, then another, then another.
About the big dogs, they were house dogs. Biggest was a European Landseer that I stole from a drug dealers trailer. They are Newfies, like Nana in Peter Pan. The most wonderful dog and I wish he were alive still. I found a dewclaw after he died and gave very serious thought to having him cloned but my husband pointed out it might be a clone of dog sized #2, a goofy black and white bird dog that was his best friend, weighing in at 135#. That wouldn’t have been bad either.
When my first tri-colored blue heeler died the vet assistant called and told me someone had dropped off a heeler at the clinic. Then it ran away. I spent all day searching for said heeler. The next day she called me, they had heeler in kennels in back for me to come get him.
I went, walked out and said, “There’s nothing back there but a black and white bird dog.” Seems that was the heeler. I suggested she might not have much of a career as a vet unless she learned to identify dogs. But I kept him and he lived to old age. I miss them all.
Love, Jackie Monies
Try as I might I cannot see Arlo’s head inside the donkey’s head in the shading. I blew it up full page, still can’t see it. That ass just LOOKS like Arlo!
I did agree the squirrels looked like Arlo and Janis too. For a guy who says human like animals are hard to sell, Jimmy sure can draw them. Does Janis as a mermaid count as an animal?
Love, Jackie Monies
For anyone interested in knowing your age in various units of time measure, and who are Excel-impaired (or just lazy), try this:
http://www-users.med.cornell.edu/~spon/picu/calc/agecalc.htm
Thanks, Cornell U.
I picked out my Mom’s casket today. No, not because there is an immediate need for it, but because there will be someday, and she is eminently practical about such things and wanted me to take care of that for her. Still, not the cheeriest thing I did today.
And yes, Jackie, that is the one disadvantage I’ve noted of having dogs in your family. You outlive them, leaving you heartbroken…until one day you don’t, leaving them heartbroken.
Good morning Villagers….
….stupid spell check….good eye, Jerry ๐
Storms got a little ‘scary’ around the community yesterday evening, with talk of a tornado touching down in Jasper….more storms today.
Indy Mindy….you are about to get your wish….looks as though a 100 percent wish.
GR ๐ I don’t know how you got through with picking out your Mother’s casket…bless you.
ya’ll have a blessed day
=^..^=
As of today, I am 22,227 days old…..just another day in Paradise
Strip of 06.24.14:
With a bit of ironic luck, perhaps Arlo’s phone will be able to play Mozart’s Requiem Mass in D minor.
So, Debbe, your birthday is August 16?
Strip of 06.24.14:
I wonder if the rice bag trick will save it?
And I am 22425 days old, though my mom always said a lady should never tell her age. Oh well, so much for that. ๐
My screen saver-made for me by my very talented daughter-is the “inside joke” from an episode of NCIS; Kate asks Gibbs “who did Ducky look like when he was younger?” to which Gibbs replies “Illya Kuryakin”. There’s even pictures of Illya and Ducky!
I don’t recall David singing much, but he was quite the musician. His father was first violinist for the London Philharmonic and his mother, Dorothy Dorman, was a cellist, and for a while David attended the Royal Academy of Music. Good for us he decided to be an actor instead!
Ghost, neither of my parents were that practical, and it made rough times worse. Blessings on both you and your Mom.