It’s been a few days since my last post. I’ve been busy with other things, but I figure you at least would enjoy looking at something different. I’ve not been completely idle. The all-important upper portion of the site appears a bit sloppy, I know, but I have been noodling in that area when I could find the time. I hope to have something to show for it later this week.
Catch as Catch Can
By Jimmy Johnson
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11 responses to “Catch as Catch Can”
You’re noodling while A&J are canoodling.
A catching J, above, is not how they met according to earlier strips, but it caused me to think of how I “caught” my MBH.
I still don’t know!
I do remember that we first saw each other purely by chance. Before our first college year began, there was a week of orientation. One of those evenings, we just happened to sit across from each other at a dinner table. Good chit-chat. Took a walk NE of town later and got her back to her dorm just a tad later than her 8pm curfew – housemother was not pleased at all! A few more evenings, we did the same, with the same unhappiness for that same housemother. My MBH was penalized in terms of her weekend curfew time.
Remember college curfews, housemothers, and “in loco parentis”?
“My MBH” is not redundant; the “M” is for “much”!
Colorist had a problem with Janis’ footwear, nicht wahr?
What do the “B” and “H” stand for? Google was no help at all.
Glad we never had curfews or housemothers at college. I lived by myself in an apartment I shared with two other ladies. And no restrictions on gentleman visits either. But how I met my husband was a bit similar, we bumped into each other during a night “foxhunt” in orientation week, in a forest. Became friends after that and after half a year became more than friends. Been together for 37 years now.
“Better Half.”
I told my kids that college was an incredible opportunity to meet amazing people. I required them to live in the dorms, because there they were grouped together with people usually close to them in age, who were much more similar in interests that the cross section of people you meet who live in apartments off campus. Add in campus security (usually much more tolerant of high jinks than regular police) and campus events to entertain (such as speakers, movies, plays, concerts, sports events, etc.) and in my opinion you can’t beat it. I married a man I met in college (just achieved 50 years) and still have a friend from way back then.
We wed a year after graduation, so it’s 62+ years for us – something one could hardly expect that long ago. Congrats on your 50; keep on counting!
Not in contact with anyone from college besides my MBH. I was not close to many others, and, even those few seem to have died. I know of 2 others who might be interesting, but haven’t been able to contact. There was a prof of some note with whom contact was made and kept for close to 10 years until he died in his 90s. [He recalled me as an under-achiever.] Frustratingly, the only other prof of interest I heard had died in the 1980s; in actuality, he lasted until 2006, and I could very well have been in contact with him for some years. Back then, he was kind enough even to drive me to meetings of a local stamp club. A missed opportunity….
From grad school, I kept up with my former research director and a few fellow students. While 3 others [0f 7] in my research group are still around, I am in contact with only 1. The 3 best ones – really fine chemists – died years ago, sadly.
Thanks J J, for sharing your time and energy with all of us. I am glad that your cartoon makes you happy, because it sure has made me happy! I can’t count how many of your strips have spent time hanging on the refrigerator, with the names of kids inserted into them. Even now, we sometimes ask one another “Did you see A & J today?” and talk about the memories it brings up.
Today’s cartoon (10/21) reminds me of the Eleanor Roosevelt quote You Wouldn’t Worry What Other People Think Of You If You Knew How Seldom They Do.
However years ago, after I had been let go by the company that I had worked for, a former co worker saw me and asked if my ears were burning as they had spent a couple of hours the night before discussing whether I was a great guy or not.
I told him thanks, that he had just destroyed the Eleanor Roosevelt quote for me!
Hello from a longtime fan!
Regarding comic from yesterday, 10/21: I too agree!!! Janis looks way better when she colors her hair! Gray not flattering, speaking from one who will never go gray! ?