I hope you had a good Memorial Day weekend. Memorial Day weekend always means the annual meeting of the National Cartoonists Society and the bestowal of NCS awards, highlighted by the “Reuben,” given to the outstanding cartoonist of the year. At the convention in Washington, DC, this year, that supreme accolade went to Roz Chast, magazine cartoonist and humorous illustrator. The award for Best Comic Strip went to Stephan Pastis, creator of Pearls before Swine. No, I did not attend this year’s meeting, but the Reuben weekend will be in Memphis next May (Remember where you heard it first!), and I plan to be on hand for that one.
Scratching Post
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261 responses to “Scratching Post”
GR6, nope. It and the TV/monitor were both steam powered. They changed over to kerosene after all the problems with those tiny steam coils clogging.
Ah, yes. Now that you mention it, sand, I see the tiny vertical pipe from the internal pressure relief valve.
sandcastler(tm), you’re welcome. Herman has been one of my favorite comics since I first read it in the 1970’s. There were so many good laughs that I would be hard put to name a favorite.
GR6, you remember the big nuclear powered units? Kept behind locked doors, used water cooling to transfer reactor heat, and required techs to oversee them. Todays lithium-ion pocket devices are true marvels of engineering; computing in your pocket without turning your levis to toast.
Ghost, here’s a photo gallery you’ll probably like: http://www.al.com/birmingham/#/0
Go Tuscaloosa!
Nor roast your chestnuts, either, sand. 🙂
Meaning no disrespect for Miss Tuscaloosa (nor for Miss Auburn-Opelika Area), I’d have to cast my vote for Meg McGuffin, Miss Phenix City. Something about that ash blonde hair and those hazel eyes just does it for me.
Miss Trussville, that is a title that could have multiple interpretations.
Much the same could be said for Miss Chattahoochee Valley, I suppose.
Or Miss Marble Valley.
Lady Mindy, if it’s any consolation, the last time I went through a major (top-down) reorganization, for a week or so my days’ duties began by meeting with my all-female staff, getting them to stop (literally) crying, and convincing them that everything would turn out OK.
It did.
We have been out of town and also using the computer for actual business. I have not had a chance to catch up and don’t know if I will, but I must mention my sympathy for Vice President Biden on the loss of his son. Only 46 years old and , after all of the vp’s other losses, this is horrible.
Good morning Villagers….
Was going to check back in when I got home yesterday, but I was too tired and devastated. We lost 2003 hens. Thunderstorm knocked out the electricity Saturday evening. The generator had a faulty break switch and did not kick on. (Every Monday, it kicks on for trial and run, and it did last Monday so it was ok then) We have an alarm that goes off at The Corp and and The Boss gets a call. With no fans running, the temp inside the hen house got up to 99 degrees and probably higher. The hens actually suffocated. I’d say about 95 percent of the total dead were all from the top tier cages.
It was horrible to look down the aisles and see the carcasses laying in the aisles. I came home in a depressed state of mind. How could this happen? A faulty switch breaker? Could lightening have hit the building? Another employee was called by The Boss to check it out. Why weren’t we called here, Ian should have been called in. Too much lack of communication. The Corp will be out today, you can bet on that.
My concerns and sympathy for those who are affected by the flooding. Stay safe.
ya’ll have a blessed day
Thanks for the grin, Mark….may have to start checking out the strip.
That’s a tough one Debbe, emotionally and physically. One step at a time. You can do this. The Corp may act like the world depends on you working yourself into a tizzy, but it doesn’t. What’s the very worst that can happen? You get really sick, so don’t.
Jerry, thank you for your words of encouragement….
You got it. Kick butt.
😉
Strip of 06.01.15 (All dressed up and somewhere to go):
I have seen photos of the crowds at baseball games in the 1910s and 20s.
Almost every adult male was wearing a suit coat/jacket, tie, perhaps a vest, and a hat.
Of course, it wasn’t all that long ago that nearly everyone dressed up when going downtown.
By the way, do people still go downtown to shop, or has that died in all towns, as it has here?
Debbe, Jerry said it all at 4:21.
Hang in there, Debbe… Lotsa prayers…
Debbe, your tales of work are leading me to question consumption of all chicken products. You have my respect for the work you do, not a job many could handle.
“totally kick-butt” never saw that in a strip before. Are you challenging the censors? How many papers will alter the language?
Rick @5:02AM got me curious, I had to google street view Shermantown, looks like their downtown Main street has a couple real stores on it, “downtown” Richmond or Rosenburg is mostly antique / resell shops but there are some pretty good hand made or specialty furniture stores. I was surprised when I saw Big Nate call someone a “butt-nugget”. .. .. .. So I’m on a ten mile hike in one of my meetup.com groups and almost everything everywhere is muddy at least in some places, so a wonderfully attractive woman, my age more or less, happens to be next to me as a lot of us are skirting a muddy stretch and various people at different spots instinctively reach for each others hands and I insanely flippantly said watch, all of us in a row will hang on to each other and we’ll all fall in and she said don’t worry I won’t touch you. Stupid stupid stupid, what’s wrong with me? But we did have hours of pleasantries for the rest of it. I asked her about going down US290 east of Fredericksburg to buy peaches and as we got in our cars to leave, she said “sounds great”! not sure we was serious. I’m 57 – I don’t know how to go a-courtin’ !
not sure she was serious
Mark – Mondays are my day off, but yeahmy totally.
Debbe – Many hugs. That is bad.
Tomorrow it begins. Bring on the caffeine.
Debbe – I am so sorry! I am fortunate that I have had few episodes of tragedy in my life, but of course everyone has hard spots that come up. No flooding for me this time in Conroe, north of Houston (although we’ve had 14+ inches of rain this month) but I went through it when the waters rose when we lived in New Orleans in 1995. Jerry has the right idea for weathering the storm. First, tell yourself it is okay to feel awful – you have had a tragedy – then do something about it. One step at a time. And realize that while things are going to be bad for awhile – you have had a tragedy – that you will get through it and things will get better. It’s just going to take awhile. Meanwhile – You’ve got a lot of people pulling for you. Don’t forget to take care of yourself. You are the most important part of the solution.
Debbe, what Jerry said. {{hugs}}
Thanks, sand, but I’m pretty sure we’ll have more than enough skeeters in a day or so, as muggy as it’s been the last week or so. 🙂