“Please don’t feed the animals.” There are signs all over the place like that. At the zoo, at national parks… not usually at the swamp, but we should all know better by now, anyhow.
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It’s been a long, long Monday.
Go ahead and assume that what’s written here is as clever and glib as anything I’ve ever said. I mean, that’s what I sat down to write.
I shall rest up for tomorrow’s comment.
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 hurt my back the other day.
I was stretching because it’s been cold and the opportunities for any good exercise have been slim.
I hurt my back. Stretching.
I used to do things, you know? I’m not yet at the age where I’m ready to admit that I don’t do things any more, but I’m right there at the age when I can hurt myself not quite doing things.
You know how they call them ‘the terrible twos’? There’s probably a name for the Fifties, too. It’s probably rude.
I guess most of you regular responders can identify everyone? No peeking at the tags first!
For any newer readers… you might have to read the archives a bit.
Adjectives that don’t quite fit the nouns are great, aren’t they? “That’s a nice mob they have there…” or “That’s not a vicious mob! That’s a nice mob!” Very fun.
“Last Year’s ‘Fest” is a subjective time frame. It’s “last year” in comic strip/comic book/soap opera time. In real world time? We got old.
I trust that no one is worried that I’m trying to belittle any group’s efforts at social advocacy with this cartoon.
Except the Flat Earthers. That group worries me a little.
I like me some physics.
Isn’t it nice when everyone’s on the same page… especially when no one realizes they’re even reading the same book?
Hope you guys are entertained by Troy’s cartoons yesterday.
Any of you guys draw, too?
