Posts Tagged Carlaisle
Er’body remembers that Paste has a real name, too, right? ‘Carlaisle’ And before anyone wants to comment on the spelling of his name, remember that this is the woman who named her firstborn ‘Hubris’, so…
Poor Carl. Yeeeaaaaah.
I wonder if Carl got called that by a lotta people who knew Dorothy Draussen back then, or if something between then and now made her into the woman that Dorothy Foris is.
You guys have been wondering the same thing, I bet. Keeping you up at night and all?
I can see how architects and interior designers would really like the opportunity to just noodle around on rooms as though they had all the time in the world.
That first panel was kinda fun.
I’m working later than usual, and I’ve got a Mumford & Son song in my head, hence the title of today’s cartoon, but it seems to fit.
Woo. You almost got this update in black and white.
Some days, you just can’t plan what time you get to things. You ever notice that?
You ever wonder about corporate strategy meetings where they say, “Just get the ad agency to use whatever words the kids use these days. You know, “Radical” and “Tubular, man.” All that stuff”?
Yeah. Me neither.
You have to wonder if David ever had a nickname himself.
Any thoughts on what it might have been? “Skip”? “Davey”? … I have a hard time picturing something with Zing to it, and figure it would have been something more like one from the rich-kid fraternity in Animal House.
P.S. Don’t do the math on how long ago Animal House hit theaters. It’s depressing.