We’re getting to be like old friends, aren’t we? I know I’ve shown you this cartoon before and told you this story, but here it is again. Speaking of Hurricanes. The framed original of this 1997 A&J strip belonged to my good friend and neighbor John in Pass Christian. Being a painter himself, he particularly admired the artwork in this particular piece. However, it was lost in Hurricane Katrina, along with John’s house and much of everything else he owned. In the days after the storm, I helped John pick through the rubble of his home, and we saved many things, including some art pieces, but we never found this cartoon.
Seascape
By Jimmy Johnson
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121 responses to “Seascape”
Ruth Anne, no.
Jackie, might be a cow down in a pasture.
Bird dog One to Bird dog Seven, Black Angus down at 17.439 ,89.700
Bird dog Seven, copy. Maintain visual while I dial in Air Vet Tex.
Hornets? If they are Navy fast-movers, they are likely trying to decide where they left their carrier. 🙂
Rumor. They helicoptered in a Navy Seal with veterinary training. Should the heifer pull through, he will be up for a Navy Commendation Medal with a Silver T-bone device.
Ghost, you will be as envious as I am but Symply owns not only the Whoopee Light strip but the bare breasted Janis with her tee shirt pulled up to her head to show off tan! He asked what you called them as Hal called them “book ends”. I said pokies.
Do you own any risqué A and J strips? If so may I see your strip and I’ll show you mine? Strip that is.
Sand I know you do but I am afraid of Loon.
Had the five vegetable plate. Two were good, one mediocre and two awful. One small piece corn bread and passed on the cobbler and fresh biscuits.
Doing my leg lifts to Clapton, Seger and Cale after I lug my suitcase in. There is a convention parked outside my room, running trucks, cars and motorcycles with no exhausts. I do NOT want Trigger slammed again.
Nothing shocking in our Jimmy Johnson collection, at least to date.
https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B43VEVMx9w_-cGM1R2Q2Mi05MlE/view?usp=drivesdk
Darn it! Who owns Christmas Stocking? Mine is the gun toting Janis going out to shoot the rascally rabbit who ate her lettuce in garden. My support of gun rights.
Got outbid on everything else both years I bid.
Revenge of eating the forbidden is as bad as banishment from the garden. The fried green tomatoes were the best thing on plate but I CANNOT eat fried foods and should not try.
Going to bed with a copy of Eat This, Not This. I need to read that. It would have said to eat ripe red or yellow tomato slices with no dressing.
Villagers…
Yes, 2016 sucks!!!
Yesterday, Mike, the Boss stopped by the hen house. We knew the Corp was taking out the hens at house #1 on the 31st of this month. Mike told us the Corp was not going to restock the house with hens…then Mike told us that on the 2nd or 3rd of November, they were taking out our hens….and not restocking. They eliminated Mike as a middle man after 50 years in the business that his father started with the Corp. There were three middlemen left, one was eliminated a few weeks ago….then us and I’m sure they will get rid of the third. Corp greed, ya gotta love it.
After busting our butts to get that 5 star rating, they are shutting us down.
I cried, my Miss Prissies are still putting out 180 cases a day, but the glut in the egg market makes it economical unfeasible for the Corp to make any money from the middle man.
I just hope Ian and I can draw unemployment till we can find jobs.
Mike was very hurt…the first thing he told the CEO was…but I have good people working for me. He didn’t care, it’s that bottom dollar they think about. Mike is 55 and he doesn’t even know what he’s going to do. He has two feed mills and he may have to shut one down and lay off people there too.
Now to take one day at a time….looking forward to working with Skittles today 🙂
Smigz….I know I told the rest here about how Dakota got his nickname, but one day he was working on the packer and said “$hit me a rainbow, and call me Skittles”….and it has stuck. I’m going to miss that little guy….gotta go, starting to cry again……
Debbe 🙁 I’m so sorry, hon. I know you put a hell of a lot of yourself into that job and not just for a paycheck. It’s an unfortunate truth that corporations exist primarily to produce profits for their shareholders, and although they provide different levels of perks for their employees, everything else is secondary to that.
If there were any way I could, I’d hire you in a minute. You might not make the best money or pull down a lot of perks, but I guarantee you’d look forward to coming to work every day, and you’d laugh a lot while you were there. (Did I ever mention Dirty Joke Fridays?) If it’s any consolation, I’ve been there and have the t-shirt. My best advice at this point is “Non deficere”, which, if you don’t remember, basically means “Never give up”.
{{{Debbe}}}
My only advice is a quote from Gunnery Sargent Highway, “Improvise, Adapt, Overcome.”
Sunday A&J. We didn’t have texting, and had only one cell, but Elaine and I did this sort of thing often. Snotty college grads showing off, or maybe just lovers needling.
Highlights at Orcalab. First, close expl ore. Peace
http://expl ore.org/live-cams/player/orcalab-base
Debbe, do you want me to contact my chicken farmer friend in North Louisiana for you and see if he is still looking for employees? He does fryers, not eggs, he is really old now but sweet as can be and so is wife, as nutty as me and funny animal loving, people loving.
Out on big piney farm with Lake and job included housing in a restored historic family home. Near Ruston, Louisiana so big city close.
Debbe, I’m so sorry this is happening to you and so many good folks.
Good morning to rest of Village. I hope everyone else is having a better weekend and Sunday. Having a Diet Coke and Glucerna shake for breakfast and brunch later on. Off to a big flea market for awhile.
We don’t need any more fleas, Dickens says. He is scratching now so either he found some free ones or his allergies have kicked in and he needs a steroid shot.
Good morning Debbe, that is certainly bad news. Any chance your boss could get a contract with another company? I’m guessing the chicken houses are his and not property of the current egg company? Probably this is related to the egg shortage caused by the last avian flu scare. Everybody went into overproduction to correct the problem and now there is a glut. In a year or two it will change again, most likely.
I wish you good luck in finding another job quickly.
Music to go with Jimmys retro strip, the Bee Gees and Barry Gibbs with the original Islands in the Stream.
https://youtu.be/OcsW9pdSKMs
Debbe, I am SO sorry! I know you have put heart and soul in that job. But… do you think perhaps God could be pointing you into another direction? You are in shock right now and are grieving. But consider all you have been going through. Old equipment that keeps breaking down. .. having to work so many hours… a lot of other stuff. Yes, the Boss was good to you in many ways, but there was only so much he could do.
Be of good cheer and keep your eyes, ears and heart open. Hugs, Sweetie.
What Galligo said.
Debbe, sorry to hear about the impending job loss. When I was laid off in 2012 I went into a deep funk. I spent over 1 year feeling sorry for myself and believing I no longer had what it took. (The layoff was completely unexpected.) Lack of money forced me to get back in the game. You have a bit of warning. Don’t be like me.
Stomped around flea market. Naturally I found things I liked and bought.
Ah, Debbe! I’ve been there 4 times, and the Almighty has always came through. Consider what options you have very carefully. It just might be that you will look back on this and credit it for the result you found.
GR, just what kind of job did you have in mind for Debbe? I don’t believe you’ve ever let us know what you do with such eclat & panache.
‘Twas I, above.
What DO you do Mystery Man? Inquiring minds inquire.
I have interesting events scheduled every weekend through end of month. If you are curious.