Creamy goodness

Ruthie performs a bit of civil disobedience that I could participate in.

Beetle Bailey goes surreal.

Agnes is becoming one of my favorite comic strips.

It is not pus, it is the creamy goodness within me emerging.

Muffin Mae Snooze-Alarm

Greg and Mort, stop messing with my head.
Six days! This funeral has gone on for 6 days! Even though people come and go the walls in Santa Royale still rotate. Rotating walls the one constant in the Mary Worth universe.
The hyphenated last name really adds the right touch of surreal. Joe has become used to his sister's insanity and is only concerned about the tree accommodating the fake name.
You're a plugger if you took a low paying job after college or your education was way over-priced. It took me 10 years and I did not land a high paying job after graduation.
Olive Oyl showed her dark side during the spincoal storyline. Olive is either surprised that her dark side is so obvious or confused about the Sea Hag's appalling grammar. It does add a bit of insanity to read it without the contractions.

You are potential, dearie... you are potential!! Maybe Sea Hag plans on changing her career to motivational speaker.

The editor at King Features no longer cares.
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Tomorrow, Walter and I celebrate 14 years of marriage. We did the state sanctioned part at the Justice of the Peace on May 16 and held a ceremony on May 21 (our minister did not have the power vested by the state of Texas). I think this is the gypsum anniversary.

My new job title went into effect on the 15th. Yipee!

Walking meditation

As long is Monty is mindful his walking meditation is just fine. I could live in a community based upon Ballard Street.

What are the ingredients of "Beetleloaf"?

Dagwood Bumstead distills the essence of the comics page in today's newspapers.

Can Mary perform an actual act of kindness? An act that really puts herself on the line?

No, Mary will only increase this woman's suffering with platitudes and meddling and pretend it is kindness. Mary Worth would not recognize true kindness even if the Dalai Lama himself gave her instruction.

The Santa Royale hospice has a picture of Mary Worth in its office with instructions to get her away from the clients by any means possible.

What's more fun?

Two slide presentation themed comics. These appeared back to back on my Chron.com comics page.


Granny gets all Zen on Billy's ass.
What's more fun than watching a bunch of little kids stuttering off-key through the holiday classics? Wrist slashing, fingernail removal, water boarding, watching a PowerPoint presentation presented by someone who just reads the damn slides, bikini waxing, listening to Mannheim Steamroller's non-Christmas music,

reading Mary Worth comics, writing little critiques of Mary Worth comics on an obscure blog, reading other blogs that skewer Mary Worth, making YouTube videos of Mary Worth, watching live action productions of Mary Worth comics, trying to figure out the floor plan of spaces in Mary Worth comics, and this list could go on.

One of several Christmas annoyances: Sleigh only has one syllable. Remember that when singing, Jingle Bells. It is even more annoying when children sing sleigh as a two syllable word.

Back to Mary Worth - only one fish on the wall but bigger. Are the fish eating each other? Maybe the fish triggers a secret door in the wall. The couple from yesterday knew about it and now the waiter heads for the wall.

Family Circus gets a bit dark

Beetle, beware of the wrath of a jealous Sarge!

I thought it was a dog but I think it's the weird ass cat alien thing in profile.

Sorry, couldn't resist rewriting dialogue for Family Circus. The original appears first. The original is rather menacing for Family Circus.

Vera and Drew ride horses and wrist wrestle at the same time. I smell oncoming train wreck in the second panel.

Don't Ask, Don't Tell

Darn, the U.S. military's don't ask, don't tell. If gays could serve openly perhaps Sarge and Beetle can express their affection for each other in a healthy way and still keep their military career.

This is not a marriage - it is two crazy people sharing a house - an asylum for two. One is dangerously psychotic and the other just kind of loony.

They always are good stories but then people starting taking the stories seriously and then act on whatever lessons they think the stories are telling them. The whole thing becomes quite ugly.

Today, classes begin. Not so chaotic so far. At least I did not have an 8:00 am class in my classroom today. I had some time to do a few things.

I'm redesigning my website using CSS and clean and updated code. I'm moving away from FrontPage (I have FrontPage 2000. I will still use the auto-thumbnail feature unless someone can point me to something that can do that. Preferably something free. Check out any of my clip art pages to see how I use the thumbnail feature.) The site is rather large and some pages will be eliminated from the site altogether. Right now, I'm doing minimal updates on the cartoons and clip art and have put other projects on hold. I'm working on both sites at the simultaneously. I hope to have something somewhat complete enough to publish by the end of September. It will take longer to fully integrate the whole site. Talking over 1,500 cartoons and a lot of clip art here. New cartoons and clip art will go up on schedule. The Sears Catalog and Betty Crocker sections will be part of the new design.

I Think I've Earned an Ice Cream

On this date, Wednesday, August 15, 2007, I laughed out loud at a Beetle Bailey comic strip.

Kettle meet Pot. Pot meet Kettle.

I say the same thing (I think I've earned an ice cream) after a long run.

Oops! Someone forgot to finish coloring Mallard's head!

Friday

Brilliant idea, Marcus! I should do the same thing. I should put together an activity kit for social gatherings and market it to introverts to use while being forced to attend a social gathering.

Beetle, that's not casual, that's insane!

I can imagine what having a squirrel running around in my blouse and removing my bra feels like.
SPELLMAN! The asshole harassing Dr. Drew about his sex life is named Spellman. About damn time the guy got a name.
Those are not strawberries but peyote.

I thought I saw the light at the end of the tunnel in regards to the project, I dubbed the Infinite Project. Turns out it was a train. Things keep getting added to this damn project. I think I will qualify for retirement (time of service + age = 80; in my case 10 years + 38 years old = 48 subtract from 80 = 32 years until qualification for full retirement) before this project sees its first iteration. This project will require periodic updates.

I did not update my cartoon last night because I attended a long board meeting. There was a lot to cover. I could have updated after my dental appointment this morning but I decided I needed a nap instead. I have great teeth, the dentist said my teeth were fun to floss and my blood pressure was 115/ 52. Maybe my dentist needs to get out more - using flossing and fun in the same sentence. I admire him for finding joy in the small things.

Edgar is becoming more confident about leaving the cage. I let the birds out while I took my nap. Salvador perched on my upper arm (I usually sleep on my side). When I got out of bed I almost stepped on Edgar. He was on the floor in the hallway. He usually perches on the top of the cage or on some shelves. Fortunately, Edgar got away quickly.

During my nap I dreamt that both Edgar and Salvador were flying around outside. Edgar was flying and landing very well. Both of the birds landed among a group of wild birds. Then Salvador was picked up by a Great Blue Heron. That upset me. I sort of woke up to the sound of one of Salvador's chirps. I moved on to my back and Salvador moved on to my pillow. He is molting so when I left this afternoon there was a small pile of feathers on my pillow.

Leaky Plumbing and Missing Parts

The first panel is fine but I did not need to know about General Halftrack's leaky parts.

WRONG! This gag does not work in a desert setting. WRONG, WRONG, WRONG!!!

Giant mutant killer chihuahua!

Illicit sex or an abortion?

Pluggers have so little regard for themselves or others that they will not pull over until the storm passes.

Finding meaning

Wow. Mort Walker must be reading the Comics Curmudgeon. There have been comments implying a relationship between Sarge and Beetle beyond professional. A relationship violating several army rules. Mort Walker acknowledges that we are reading a lot into it.

Maybe Jim Davis has gotten out of his slump or has hired a new writer. I found this amusing because I own a dog with a huge tongue.

Yesterday, I discovered an alternative to mace. I ate some pork sausage and a bit of grease squirted on my shirt. I let the dogs back in the house after I ate. Loki smelled the bit of grease and he would not stay away from me. He leaned on me, barked at me when I stopped petting him, followed me very closely and tried to get in my lap. I took off the shirt and Loki grabbed it. He obeyed I told him to let go. After I changed shirts, Loki returned to his normal self.

Next time I take Loki for a walk I will carry a spray bottle of pork sausage grease. Spray that on a potential threat instead of mace. I don't think Loki would eat someone slathered in pork grease but he would pin them down while he licked the grease off.

Your caricature stinks when you have to put a label on it.

Can never go wrong with a fart joke. I know people who find happiness in being offended. They don't realize that offense is their source of happiness but if they were not offended by something then their conversations would be very short and their lives would have less meaning. My better self feels pity for them but my usual self finds them really annoying. My evil self wants to give them something to really be offended about in the hopes that they would remove themselves from my life or at least talk about something else in my presence or try to find another source of meaning.