Today’s oldie A&J isn’t so moldy; it’s from 2014. I recently turned in a week of Arlo & Janis that included only one cartoon with more than a few words. I really didn’t notice this until I’d almost finished the batch of six. You’ll know that week when you see it. Most of the strips were like the one above, with only one panel of dialog, if any. I do this more often the longer I’m at this game. I take a bit of pride, because it’s an old saw in the biz that a cartoon which can be understood without words is a “pure” cartoon, while a cartoon which can be understood without the drawing isn’t really a cartoon at all. Perhaps that is a bit extreme. If it literally were true, “Henry” and “The Little King” would be the greatest comic strips ever. However, I get it, but as usual there’s a happy medium. That is one thing that sets a comic strip apart from other forms of cartooning. It is a happy marriage of image and word, a little play within which the two components reinforce one another. I must remember that.
Think “Disco”
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220 responses to “Think “Disco””
Finally waking up. Sitting here with David Gilmour Live in Gdansk playing in the background on tv. Normally get up by 830 on the weekend. Reset my alarm to 9 for this morning, which my body will still believe is 8. Thought I hit the snooze button, but when I woke up again it was 950 and the alarm was off. Welcome to DST.
Now I can comfortably drive later in the pm, though I don’t care at all for TC driving. Peace,
Got up finally at noon which means I slept for 17 hours and never really got up. I can’t blame daylight savings time. Put on an old small pair of work bottoms I had kept to work in garden. Had to pull the waist string in more than six inches.
Good morning.
I detest DST. Too many kids are run over the first week of it to justify the “extra hour of daylight” that outdoor recreationists demand.
Concerning “Think Disco”, the truth is that men usually (yeah, I know, not always) aren’t that good at dancing. Women have a long history of dancing with each other and by themselves as young girls, and practice does have its advantages.
In dancing, I was a late bloomer…along with some other things…but I more than made up for lost time in all of them. ๐
The area flooding the past few days has reminded me of the fact that there are “Good Good Ol’ Boys” and “Bad Good Ol’ Boys”. The GGOBs work with (or are members of) the local volunteer Fire/Rescue departments and use their jacked-up 4WD pickups and ATVs to evacuate flood victims and their animals. The BGOBs think their world has turned into one huge mud bog course and have used their jacked-up 4WD vehicles and ATVs to tear up lawns and fields and road ROWs, and to push even more water into already flooded homes. Local law enforcement has been showing the BGOBs the error of their ways as they are able, which in a disaster setting is not always often enough.
My (hopefully official) girlfriend and I saw a stage presentation of Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? last night. Only being aware of the Taylor Burton movie, I had no idea the play is three hours long! And on the night we set the clocks ahead. They even give you a heads up in the playbill, that it’s three one hour acts, but we didn’t get sleepy and it’s always great to be in those very small venues, where you could reach out and touch the actors if you were in the front rows and actually sometimes have to walk across the set to get to your seat.
Cut the grass twice already? Sheesh. We still have 1.5 feet of snow in the front yard and it is deeper in the back yard. And it has been melting quite a bit all week. It has already dropped by at least 1 foot so far. Next week should be in the 40-50F range.
Grass gets cut year-round, leaves are raked (or in our yard mulched) in the spring, shovels are for dirt – and pollen season has begun!
Jimmy:
Today’s “Peanuts” (03.13.16, that is) has only one panel with words.
You’re in good company.
Weeds are growing like weeds. I told Jesse to prepare to do yard work daily between rain storms. He is fast.
Ghost it is summer in Oklahoma but only 58 degrees. Cowgirls are in boots and Daisy Dukes.
High 70s here today. Went to Wally World this PM to put some $$ on my godson’s debit card for his birthday. Was on the lookout for sundresses but there were no sightings to report. Lots of tank tops and shorts, though. And being WW, many fell into the “don’t-want-to-see” category. But not all of them. ๐
You’d have liked the cowgirl unless she was TOO thin for you.
I was at WW buying lilies, daylilies, iris, etc. A lot of them.
In celebration I was wearing pale mauve skinny jeans, a silk crocheted sweater in gray green and an embroidered blazer covered in flowers, a complimentary silk floral scarf and a Wooden Boat cap in peach. What the heck, I might as well pretend I have somewhere better to go than Walmart. No one else to dress for.
Laughed at my plastic surgeon telling me I’d have to cancel my social season while I had my surgery. I just look like I have a social life.
Jackie, sounds as though you could be the poster child for Spring dressed like that.
Old joke: Wear a tux to work; make ’em wonder what kind of night *you* had.
Oh, I forgot to mention that ornamental pear trees have just stared to bloom locally. They, of course, are the trees that have been given a vulgar name stemming from their odor. If you don’t already know that, you can google it.
I don’t know the vulgar name, but every subdivision developer in TN seems to use the Bradford Pear. I prefer redbuds, dogwoods and magnolias myself.
Yeah, Mom’s apartment complex is lousy with them. They must come with a healthy builders’ discount.
The 30-day AccuGuesser outlook shows no expected lows here colder than the lower forties, so I suspect that one might assume that meteorological spring has arrived in these latitudes.
I don’t know name either but all of America and some parts of Oklahoma are covered. I love a lot of trees, Bradford’s not so much. I am with Mark here.
My dogwoods and magnolia soulengea have all died or been killed. It is season to try again, they are arriving at Lowes.
Debbe ๐ I’ve been thinking about mine a lot lately, probably from reminiscing with my mom to help keep her memories going.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z6LABdHtkUA
Woke up at 4 a.m. And couldn’t listen to this. Funny, beautiful isn’t a word I think of with Springsteen who I like. This one is beautiful and poignant and sad all at same time.
I will try it again later. Maybe 4 a.m. not good time. Ghost you are a good son but I knew that already.
Mark I know you are a good son also. Let us know how both your mom’s are doing.
Today’s current strip. Yup. Nailed it.
Just celebrated St. Patrick’s Day by ordering my DNA kit from Ancestry.com for their reduced rate. It has become very reasonable to do. Hat this will tell me is what percentage ethnic groups I descend from. Always wanted to know this.
Expecting Irish and Scots. Anything else will be a surprise. Looking forward to surprises.
Where did we go? Has the Village vanished like Brigadoon?