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Sweet, sweet Sunday!

For Better or for Worse, 9/9/07

Awww — cute! And a refreshing change from what Wobbin usually carries in those pants!

Is it wrong to hope for poison ivy?

Rex Morgan, M.D., 9/9/07

Awww — sweet! Milton Avery has been in a life raft in the North Atlantic since friggin’ March (I kid you not — you could look it up!). And it looks like he scwatched his widdle captain-of-industry nose — no doubt while gorging himself on the flesh of his fellow survivors. Meanwhile, the crisis is averted and Heather’s litmus dress is back to alkali.

Apartment 3G, 09/09/07

Aww – crap. Today’s Apartment 3G just summarizes preparations for the coming train wreck foreshadowed in panel #5 – Eric (Tim? Anthony? Who the hell cares?) is in love — but not with Margo (gasp-p-p-p!!!)!!! Wine and steaks will please Margo . . . but only blood will sate her! Cue Tim, Nora, China, blah, blah, blah . . . hey, I wonder what’s going on in Judge Parker? Oh yeah. . . . nothing.

Hey, everybody — Josh is back! Look for Comments of the Week Sunday evening, and a return to our regularly scheduled programming on Monday.

Thank you all for a delightful week, especially Galactic Emperor Chennux for giving me a break on Thursday sparing my sorry hide. Thanks to everybody who contributed to the Garage Sale — and see you in the comments!

– Uncle Lumpy

266 responses to “Sweet, sweet Sunday!”

  1. Z
    September 8th, 2007 at 11:06 pm [Reply]

    what?

  2. Uncle Lumpy
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:21 am [Reply]

    #1 Z -

    Couldn’t have phrased it better myself!

  3. FortyTwo
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:21 am [Reply]

    Is that a tanning bed in A3G?

  4. Tabby Lavalamp
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:24 am [Reply]

    FOOB really was cute. Too bad Robin’s doomed to grow up and marry Dad a man like Dad.

  5. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:25 am [Reply]

    #137 yesterthread ThatGirl I have been thinking about this thing with Rob running off with the hired help in the office, right in front of Lynn’s nose, and this might explain her distain for Therese so much. I expect to see Anthonly pushed even harder as the poor hurt person, as I’m sure she feels she’s been hurt.

  6. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:28 am [Reply]

    Crabby Genes I would vote for Rex Morgan, but then I’ve been reading it since I was a kid, so kind of have stronger feelings for it. It usually makes mores sense than Judge Parker, which I’ve only started reading since starting to read Josh.

    I used to love Mary Worth, A3G, Dark Shadows (whch only ran for a while, but I cut out every strip, Prince Valeint, but only the really old ones that my mother had cut out and saved from her childhood and belive it or not Doonseberry. For some reason I also cut eut every single strip that ran, but this was before there were books of his work.

  7. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:29 am [Reply]

    Foob reminds me of ther eally good Gasoline Alley strips that used to run, oh so long ago. The sunday strips were beautifully colored. It wasn’t always as bat sh*t insane as it is today.

  8. alamo
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:29 am [Reply]

    i couldn’t sleep. room is spinning. anyone get the license plate on that fryin’ pan?

    heather in the last panel looks like she stepped out of the closing scene from a 1950′s sitcom. poor old miltie, he is going to wish he was back in the raft when he learns how heather can cook with that fryin’ pan. no more miss little nanny outfits for her.

    oh, and heather just can’t wait to get something parked in her garage.

  9. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:31 am [Reply]

    RMMD: I thought that thing on his nose was a breathe-right strip.

    (breathe-rite? Don’t know the spelling, but my Mom uses them.)

  10. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:32 am [Reply]

    Spiderman Peter,what the hell are you swinging on? What buildings are there between Death Valley and L.A.? And even, what tall buildings are there other than downtown. Are you coming back on the San Bernadino Freeway? Where the hell did all the palm trees come from? Have you landed in Far Far Away?

  11. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:33 am [Reply]

    my #9. It’s Breathe-Right.

    http://www.breatheright.com/products/faq.asp

  12. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:33 am [Reply]

    #9 CarbbyGenes I’ve used the Breathrite strips too. They hurt like heck to take off in the morning.

    I figured they had to show some wound, or else he would look funny in bed. Sun burn perhaps?

  13. Tabby Lavalamp
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:36 am [Reply]

    Oh dear. All the children Johnston draws look the same, and not being a reader outside of this blog, I had no idea Robin was a boy.
    But, you never know. He could still grow up to marry a man just like Dad.

  14. Charlotte
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:40 am [Reply]

    Seriously? There is no question that Heather could afford her 2 million dollar ransom. Yet, she feels compelled to ask for a car first thing when her husband returns? Returns from the freakin’ dead mind you. Can the word gold-digger echo any more loudly in your head Milton?
    Of course money doesn’t mean much to a man who had developed call phone battery technology that allows him to use the phone that has been roaming for days (months?) while he was on a raft in the middle of nowhere.

  15. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:46 am [Reply]

    #6 Rainbird. Thanks for the comics advice.

    And I rather like your variation on my moniker in #12. Makes me sound like I am doomed to gain weight or get hooked on carbs, both of which are not far off.

  16. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:56 am [Reply]

    #15 CrabbyGenes Sorry, this is what happens when I don’t copy and paste names. I touch type, and I’m a bit dyslexic, so I come up with some strange words sometimes. :)

  17. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:59 am [Reply]

    14 Charlotte I figured he got a chance to a) recharge the phone when he got to the hospital or b) turned the damned thing off when he realized he was out of range.

    That is, if he is not like my daughter, huntyingbyrd, who uses her cell phone like a watch, in which case he would be taking it out every half an hour.

    And, of course, she brought up the care, as a subtle way of telling Milton that there was going to be some house repair around the hosue as well.

    No mention of course, of his damanged son.

  18. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:00 am [Reply]

    me #17I mean car

    This happens when I don’t proof either.

  19. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:01 am [Reply]

    #16 Rainbird. No need to apologize. I was amused!

  20. Sylphi
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:02 am [Reply]

    Margo dear, any dress which makes you age from 30 to 60 in just two panels is *not* perfect.

  21. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:03 am [Reply]

    #17 Rainbird. I use my cellphone that way too. I hate and despise wearing anything on my wrist. That includes bracelets.

  22. rich
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:07 am [Reply]

    Who’s Michael’s new friend? You know, that creepy blonde dude in the first panel — the one with the duck bill lips and sunglasses? It has to be one of them lesser Baldwins…maybe Stephen?

    An’ Baby Wobbin certainly isn’t the first male Patterson to stuff his crotch. Of course when Michael did it he was in college, so that wasn’t quite as…adorable.

  23. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:08 am [Reply]

    Thanks to all Mudgies who have given me advice on reading JUDGE PARKER and REX MORGAN. I guess I can handle both, as long as there isn’t going to be a quiz.

    Uncle Lumpy, I feel as though you have assigned me to write a thesis. Go back to FEBRUARY 2006 and start reading from there?! I would if I could, but I shouldn’t even be looking at CC right now; I should be starting to plan my classes which will begin in two weeks. And of course I’ve waited until the last minute. It’s panic time….

  24. Charlotte
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:08 am [Reply]

    17 Rainbird – I know. I know. She is being oh so clever. “Peter is out” “We need a new car” “Please come home and clean my garage” Oops. That would be June.
    I guess I was just hoping for one little throw away line – like “Milton, it is so good to hear from you” or “Milton, I’m so glad you are not dead”
    I forget that with the fast paced action of a strip like this – they have little time to spare on throw away lines or panels.

  25. Uncle Lumpy
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:14 am [Reply]

    #24 Charlotte –

    Well, it’s a two-way street at the Avery household — guy’s lost at sea for freakin’ ever and his first call is to his chauffeur? I’d look into that, Heather!

  26. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:16 am [Reply]

    # 12 — Rainbird, I am addicted to Breathe-Right strips. I know they don’t help some people, but for me, they are great. I always stick a little tissue paper in the middle so it won’t adhere to the bridge of my nose. I’m no lovely vision wearing them, but I can sleep. Ahh.

    9/9 Pluggers — Pluggers don’t care if their vehicles emit large or even illegal amounts of air pollution. Ha ha. That’s so amusing.

  27. Charlotte
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:17 am [Reply]

    I must recant my criticism a tad – she does ask how he is. I guess I failed to really hone in on that as it seemed too much like the casual – hi, how are you – that people say just as conversation filler without really considering or caring about the answer
    Perhaps I was thrown off by her dazzling smiling in the last panel – she seems to be riding the frying pan high a bit too much to really evoke a vibe of concern

  28. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:24 am [Reply]

    RMMD. You know, in the movie FRIED GREEN TOMATOES, the bad guy got killed by being hit on the head with a frying pan. Do you suppose guy-who-is-laying-on-the-floor is dead?

    What’s his name? I’m an RMMD newbie, remember. And who is the one who clonked him, and why did she do it?

  29. Brown-eyed Girl
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:28 am [Reply]

    Uncle Lumpy — Thanks! You are a great substitute Josh.

    RMMD. I think Heather had way too much fun with Peter and the frying pan. Judging from her maniacal look in the last panel, Milton better watch the back of his head.

    FOOB. I agree with rich and Tabby Lavalamp that all the Pattersons are looking rather transgendered today, instead of just Michael. Shirley I’m not the only one who thinks he looks like a girl?

  30. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:29 am [Reply]

    Foob — I was going to say something about how Widdle Wobbin isn’t getting any better-looking. But the Rod Johnston situation has taken some of the fun out of Foob-snarking for me. I’ll probably lay off somewhat for awhile.

    9CL — As a recent 9CL regular, I haven’t had exposure to Thorax before. Will he ever shut up and go away? If he doesn’t leave soon, I will.

  31. Fat Charlie
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:32 am [Reply]

    Rex Morgan: I don’t follow this strip much, but holy crap! First it’s head-bashing, then it’s uncontrollable punnery. This combined with her rampant fetishization of automobiles and unquenchable alcoholism lead me to believe that Heather may have lost her mind and now thinks she’s James Bond. In either case, I hope the upcoming week features many more equally flippant summaries of what has happened to Peter, “He was feeling a little FRIED” “He had a HEADACHE” “He went OUT to get a FLATTOP HAIRCUT” “He’s BLEEDING UNCONTROLLABLY FROM THE SKULL FRACTURE I ADMINISTERED WITH A LARGE PAN.”

  32. Will
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:33 am [Reply]

    Someone has to say it—Wobbin’s a little young to be stuffing his crotch. “Is that an expression of wonder at the miracle of the seasons, or are you just happy to see me?”

    And he’s not the only one with a wardrobe malfunction—Margo still has that dismal collar thing on her dress. Is this A3G’s attempt to get on board with the popped collar trend? Because if it is…they should stop before they put someone’s eye out.

  33. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:36 am [Reply]

    # 28 — C-Genes, the guy on the floor was trying to hold the frying-pan woman as a hostage. I wasn’t worried about her. I’m not worried about him. I wish everyone in RMMD would hit each other’s heads REALLY HARD with cast-iron frying pans and end it all. I read RMMD because my paper carried it for years and now I can’t stop myself. Even June’s magnificent ta-tas and Rex’s occasionally-adorable frowny face don’t justify this strip’s existence. But will I keep on reading it? Yes. Maybe it’s my own head that deserves the frying pan.

  34. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:37 am [Reply]

    #29 Brown-Eyed Girl. Yeah, he does. But to be fair, it can be difficult to tell boys from girls with kids of that age. Well, not always, but often.

    Robin is a boy with longish hair, but here’s the other side of the sory. I am female, and I was a bald little toddler almost until I was three. I just did not grow any hair! My mom usually dressed me in pants because I was so active. (dresses are more restrictive). One day the postman heard my Mom call me by my first name (X), and he said, “X?? I always thought she was a boy!”

    Incredibly, I had the same experience with my own daughter years later. She also did not grow hair until very late, and I usually dressed her in pants and a t-shirt. Exactly the same thing happened.

  35. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:37 am [Reply]

    Oh no – Pluggers done done it again. Apparently the salt of the earth are determined to salt the earth. I give up.

    Great Job Monsignor Uncle Lumpy, you got me to contribute to the tip jar. It wasn’t much but I reckon it all adds up.

  36. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:38 am [Reply]

    And before I toddle off to slumber, thank you, Uncle Lumpy, for doing a great job this week. And thank you, Galactic Emperor C, for helping him. Adieu all.

  37. gnome de blog
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:39 am [Reply]

    Heather’s litmus dress not only turned alkali, it got a whole lot shorter. Head-banging works wonders.

  38. Uncle Lumpy
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:40 am [Reply]

    #28 CG –

    Oh, this is painful, but duty calls: that’s Peter, the chauffeur who pretended to act under Milton Avery’s orders to help Heather become Board Chair of the Avery International, the corporation of which she is majority shareholder (why this requires any help, and why Peter is positioned to provide it, are left as exercises for the reader). But in fact, Peter is in foul cahoots (and this is the very worst kind of cahoot!) with mumble mumble, Milton’s erstwhile friend. They are doing this (doing what, exactly?) because they are IN BED WITH THE CHINESE, which is widely regarded to be a bad thing.

    So, in cahoots with mumble mumble, Peter tries to blow up Hugh, Milton’s weak-willed alcoholic Brit son and Heather, the wife in question. No dice — lazy Hugh uses the remote ignition.

    So unarmed Peter menaces Heather into a remote cottage and speaks evilly to her while making coffee. Heather clocks him, spilling said coffee.

    Rex and June are off somewhere not having sex.

    THE END

    PS Don’t say I never did anything for ya!

  39. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:40 am [Reply]

    #33 Poteet. Thanks, Sis! And don’t toddle off yet. Check your email if you haven’t within the last 10 minutes.

  40. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:44 am [Reply]

    #38 Oh Professor Lumpy, you make it so darn difficult to quit this site and get started on my schoolwork. Thanks for the summary! And it’s especially kind of you, since I told you I didn’t have time to do your homework!

  41. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:45 am [Reply]

    Sorry, CrabbyGenes, no messages seen. And now I just checked Humorous Maximus and it says something about account suspended because of non-payment and I CAN’T GET MY STEVE CANYON. Noooooooooooo! I’m going to stumble off to bed and cry myself to sleep.

  42. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:48 am [Reply]

    And between sobs, I thank you, Uncle Lumpy, because I couldn’t have explained that RMMD plot to anyone even if a gun had been held to my head. Oh, cousin Stevie B, please say you’ll be back! *sob stumble sob stumble sob stumble*

  43. Uncle Lumpy
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:49 am [Reply]

    CrabbyGenes, Poteet –

    I have to say, I think it’s adorable how you two have so many ways of keeping in touch between Ames and Tokyo.

    I have a client whose Indian wife gets up every morning, clips on her HP handheld with WiFi and Skype, and starts chatting with her sister in Bangalore. One morning she looked in the refrigerator and said — “Oh! Remind me I need to buy milk!”

    I hope I can live to 100 to see where all this is headed. ‘Night all!

  44. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:49 am [Reply]

    #41 Poteet. Darn AOL!! You should have gotten it by now! –love, CG

  45. Uncle Lumpy
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:52 am [Reply]

    Poteet –

    Fear not! That’s Humorous Maximus not paying their bill, not you! Hold off on the despair until Monday.

    (Frankly, I don’t think much of Humorous Maximus’s business model. They could use a Garage Sale!)

  46. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:52 am [Reply]

    #43 Uncle Lumpy,

    “Sisters, sisters, there were never such devoted sisters….”

    Thanks for your comment. We do have fun!

  47. Skulking on the Outskirts
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:06 am [Reply]

    CrabbyGenes, I was one of those bald toddler girls too. The summer that I turned two, I finally grew some hair, but it grew straight up and looked, for a month or so, like a crew cut, which is what you would expect to see on a little boy back then in 1963. My mother still put me in dresses, though, and told me, years later, that I drew many puzzled looks.

    Uncle Lumpy, you’ve been great. And so has your sidekick/alter ego our revered and dreaded Galactic Emperor. I hope you are the regular sub whenever Josh takes yet another vacation.

  48. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:12 am [Reply]

    All right night owls (and time zone owls – CG!)

    AG3 – The last panel in today’s Sunday recap is a nice bit of unintentional foreshadowing. I know it’s supposed to be one of those fancy barbeque grills but it sure looks like a coffin to me. Which is where Eric is headed tout de suite if he keeps stringing Margo along.

  49. The Avocado Avenger
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:21 am [Reply]

    Uncle Lumpy, I’ve really enjoyed your posts!

    A3G – Because Margo’s not a real person (she’s a surly android/lazy vampire hybrid) I can enjoy her getting a comeuppance like this one. Haw haw you’re gonna get boned, in more than one way if you know what I mean and I think you do.

    Eric’s being a sleaze by leading Margo on for the hott sexx while he really likes not-Margo, and it’s all made a few degrees skeezier by the fact that not-Margo’s husband is his brother… and probably alive.

    That kind of behavior proves he’s perfect for Margo. That’s the real tragedy of this whole storyline.

  50. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:23 am [Reply]

    All right night owls (and time zone owls – CG!)
    I meant to follow that with something but now I forget what now.

  51. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:25 am [Reply]

    27 Charlotte I don’t know, perhaps they are trying to show that oh so British pluck. You know, the one that got them through the blitz. “Oh, please don’t mind the left wall of the house that is missing, please do come in for some tea.”

    Could we expect anything less?

    Me, i would be saying something more like “Thank god you are alive.”

    But, Uncle Lumpy #25 it wasn’t his first call. He says that “nobody” will give him a straight answer, so perhaps he has been calling around.

    And we are sure that Peter is more than his driver.

  52. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:27 am [Reply]

    Foob I’m wondering what sort of bender Dee was on that she is the only one wearing dark glasses. Is her marriage that horrid?

    Yes.

  53. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:28 am [Reply]

    #34 CrabbyGenes I know mothers that have tapped bows to their kids hair to show they were girls.

    Me, I too dressed Huntingbyrd in jeans and overalls because she was active too. People still mistake her for a boy, depite the fact that she has breasts now. Sheesh.

    Oh well.

  54. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:30 am [Reply]

    #47 Skulking. Ha ha!

    I know the sort of thing you mean. My second daughter also got hair late and when she did, it grew out, and long, from one spot on the very top of her head. When the wind blew, it stood straight up. We called it her “tuft.” My American mother called it her “sumo topknot.” Funny memories!

    PS She’s 19 now, and has normal hair. (thank God!)

    PPS I’ve been imagining you as male. Damn these monikers!

  55. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:34 am [Reply]

    #53 Rainbird. How old is Huntingbyrd? Just curious. I think I remember seeing a photo of her here.

    Gee, a lot of us Moms of girls think alike. Stupid dresses! They’re cute, but nobody can MOVE in them, and babies certainly cannot CRAWL in them!

  56. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:38 am [Reply]

    I am an unabashed fan of both Judge Parker AND Rex Morgan MD. Yes, My name is Truman F. and I am a masochist.

  57. Herro!
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:43 am [Reply]

    Thanks for covering, Uncle Lumpy! Without new posts, the comments would reach into the thousands and overload the technical-doohickey-thing that stores all the information on the Interweb. Oh shit, I think I’m a plugger. :-(

    FOOB: Maybe it’s because I’m not a kid person, but I thought this FOOB was dumb as hell. Maybe because I have such disdain for a 3-year-old who still shits himself and can’t articulate beyond “MMMmm–mmff-unggh–grunt!”

    RMMD: I heart the nanny. Okay. I heart her soo much. She kicks ass with a frying pan. She has no fear. But now, I also love her husband. Spent five months on a raft in the middle of the ocean, and when he gets home, he’s not even dehydrated. Instead, he’s pissed that his associate, his right-hand-man, is not at his beck and call. Fuckin’ RIGHT.

  58. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:49 am [Reply]

    Rainbird, Skulking on the Outskirts, and CrabbyGenes,
    My wife was a bald girl ’till about 2 or 3 years old. She had little bows taped to her head but was dressed in overalls a tee-shirts. She reports hearing about a fair share of weird looks.

  59. Dub Not Dubya
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:58 am [Reply]

    Oh, what an unhappy night owl am I! Apparently the magmacannon went awry again and blasted King Features, for I cannot access my comics. Galactic Emperor Chennux, if we have done anything to offend thee, we humbly apologize and send massive quantities of potatoes. Please, please restore our comics. I am dying of suspense to find out what happens in Mary Worth!

  60. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:58 am [Reply]

    Crabby Genes and Poteet: I loves you two sisters, I truly do. :-)

    I had big reddish-brown curls when I was a tot. That was odd for my black-haired quarter Native American Indian mother but my father had reddish brown hair – what there was of it – so it wasn’t like I was the milkman’s child. The oddest thing was, my father was three-quarters Indian of the same tribe as my mother, and he looked as paleface as they come. Then as I aged, my hair went black and then early gray started rolling in by my mid-20′s.

    Three of my sisters had jet-black hair that was straight as a string until mother cut it one year, and it all went curly on them and never straightened out again. My brother had red hair and another sister had wispy baby blonde hair that later turned brown. But we all look so much like each other it’s plain to see whose we were.

    So yeah, Hilary Forth can have blonde hair when Sally has black hair and Ted has dishwater blonde or dingy brown or whatever the shade it is. I still like to say she’s a result of Sally’s one-night stand with a non-descript blond Apartment 3G guest guy of the month. ;-)

  61. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:08 am [Reply]

    #60 True Fable. What an interesting description of hair happenings! I think I counted 5 sibs; were (or are) there six of you altogether?

  62. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:10 am [Reply]

    Damn it, I was going to get a Sunday paper yesterday afternoon for the express purpose of getting the early scoop on Judge Parker and Mary Worthy and be able to actually read Slylock Fox without doing a headstand. But NOoooo, I confidently believed I would see it all on the internet and my headstand might actually make me feel better.

    And what happens? The Chron, the Post, The Intelligencer are ALL failing to deliver. I dbout it’s magmacannon. I fear something far worse –

    “Fuck with Fable’s Head Sunday! (SUNday! Sunday! sunday…!) *mumble mumble* okay then, I’ll wait.

    #61 Crabby Genes – yes, there were six of us. We’re down to four now but no longer “…and counting” knock on wood.

  63. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:11 am [Reply]

    CrabbyGenes #55 Huntingbyrd just had her 13th birthday.

    And yes, dresses are cute for photos, but from the age of, oh, birth, she was always in comething with legs. In fact, to this day she thinks dresses are something you wear for dress-up or to go to paries, or, as was the cdase the other day, when she ran out of clean clothes.

  64. Rainbird
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:15 am [Reply]

    Ah, I can see it is time for bed. It is past 1am on the west coast, and I am making more spelling errors than ever.

    “something with legs” and “to go to parties”.

  65. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:22 am [Reply]

    If this were the U.S. daytime crowd, I think I could slip away without being noticed. Since it’s the night-owls or the very early birds (depending), I think I’d better announce that I’ll be away for a bit. I have GOT to do SOMETHING in the way of schoolwork today. Catch you all later!

    #62 TO TRUE FABLE. I’m sorry about the two no longer with you. I’m one of four kids and one of them, possibly two, are not in the greatest of health, so I know that every day left is a gift. (And then there’s me over here, in the land of earthquakes…) Don’t think along FW lines, none of my sibs has any serious illness. It’s just that I’m a realist, and none of us is getting any younger.)

    #63 Rainbird. Thanks for the info. And you and Huntingbyrd are so right; dresses are for photo ops and going out! (I had not considered the “running out of clean clothes” thing, but I guess you are right, there too.)

    Bye, all!

  66. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:23 am [Reply]

    TRUE FABLE. And I hope you back is better!

  67. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:23 am [Reply]

    Yep, “you” back. YOUR back, for God’s sake.

  68. Robert Whitaker Sirignano
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:26 am [Reply]

    Robin shifting gears. From what it usually carries about in its pants, Robin had decided on making supierior compost. Which is symbolic of the past year’s strips and content. FOOBVILLE was best at doing jokes and complicated set up puns.

    Too bad that aspect got away from Lynn.

  69. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:32 am [Reply]

    #66 Crabby Genes – thank you sincerely for the good wishes. The reason I’m up now on one of my days off, is because I cannot sleep with my back like it is. It will get better on Thursday, when the insurance will come through with the meds. Right now it’s ice packs and heating pads and lots and lots of yoga.

    I think I’ll try a mantra of “QUINK”. That’ll make me smile, anyway. :-)

  70. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:54 am [Reply]

    Aw rats True Fable, I thought you were at work! Sorry to here your backs giving you hell. Blasted insurance co.

  71. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:03 am [Reply]

    One more thought: Margo in Sunday’s panel two makes me think of Grace Kelly in “High Society” when she gets totally plastered on the pre-wedding party champagne and dances around singing “I’m sensational!” to all her bewildered guests.

    Yeah. Margo Magee starring in “High Society”. Co-starring the late Bing Crosby, the late Frank Sinatra, and the late Satchmo Armstrong. And the still alive and kicking Celeste Holm, long may she continue to wave.

    #69 Big Sims! – Hey, brudder! No, I’m still up and getting punchy, if my posts are any reflection. :-)

  72. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:15 am [Reply]

    I may have to go out and get a Sunday paper. Does my obsession with Judge Parker (oh admit it, Fable: obsession with Abbey Spencer and Sam Driver ) really warrant such a move?

    Do I want to risk walking those dark blocks to the local 24 hour pharmacy where my meds are taunting me from their little shelf (“gotta wait, gotta wait!”) and the candy aisle beckons with goodies that are best left there and the already set out Halloween costumes tease me with their little fake vampire teeth and devil tridents?

    Am I really so intrigued with Mary Worth’s deathless tale of cold-hearted two-timing bastards like Dr. Drew and the blindly innocent young Dawn Weston, and the Time Lord herself Mary, that I would climb into the Fablemobile and get a paper?

    Is my curiosity over just what the hell the answer is in Slylock Fox, and the need to see if Bob put a fish skeleton on it ANYWHERE in the panel so great, that I would venture out with my back feeling like Tokyo after Godzilla rolled through, just to get my comics fix?

    DAMMIT CHRON! Start working, melkardammit!!

  73. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:39 am [Reply]

    Hang in there Mr. Fable!

    Oh the bitter harvest we reap from blithely directing MAGMACANNONS hither and yon.

  74. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:53 am [Reply]

    If I’m still up by daybreak, I may walk up the street and get a paper. Walking doesn’t feel too bad, really. Maybe it’s my mattress.

    Oh no no no, I’m sounding like Lindsey Wagner and we just don’t want that.

    What I WANT to happen is, this whole Winery Mystery to end in Judge Parker with Sam teasing Busty er, Rusty Duncan until she jumps his bones. And he allows her to. What would MORE LIKELY happen is Mr. Caesar showing up himself, and Keith and Tru-double D have to explain that Keith is stupid, something that should be easy enough to prove. Then Caesar will blowhard a little while, and Sophie will come up with the proof that Caesar is wanting the land so he can plow under the grape vines and build something stupid there.
    Oh, and then Sam will break the 4th wall and say, “See there, I do SO practice law in this strip!” :P

    And then it’ll swing back to Paris, where Cedric introduces Abbey and Neddy to his nutso jealous wife, who pretends to be okay but inwardly decides to Kill, Pussycat, Kill! Abbey flies back to Spencer Farms $1.5M poorer, and Cedric decides to stay and look after Neddy despite his crazy wife’s objections and Roger’s stint as the lead singer for the Doobie Brothers. Wait, that’s what I want to see, again.

  75. Frank Parsnip
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:54 am [Reply]

    RMMD: I’m kinda hoping Miss Hotpoint Appliance 1957 will go into demo mode with that “Heat-o-Matic” gas range right behind them, heat up that frying pan and keep whacking Peter upside the head until the man pays her $2 million just to stop. Mmmmm… if only Tarantino would guest write these strips. Too bad that Peter’s poor and pretty much only good for presenting Heather with coupons “good for one hour of Petey Luvin’”.

  76. Robert Whitaker Sirignano
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:03 am [Reply]

    I’d say that Robin is trying to mix what is normally in that pants with the leaves to make a supierior kind of compost. This would be an allusion to what the strip has been for the past year.

    Lynn Jston did do better with the ordinary jokes and the outrageous pun set up, but she got wired with “meaning”.

  77. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:05 am [Reply]

    Rex Morgan already fulfilled my fondest wishes for this Sunday. Man, I love that. It is crisp!

    Now all they have to do is bring Oki Merlot into a storyline, why waste a perfectly good villainess? She can trade waspish barbs with June until they get into a catfight next to the fountain in front of the Avery building. They fall in and pull each other’s hair and have a big scratchfest. Hugh and Rex can pull up chairs and eat ice cream and lay bets with Milton and Miss Hotpoint Appliance 1957 on which woman will end up the victor. Meanwhile, Niki is showing Sarah how to program Tivo to pick up South Park so she can learn lots of cool words and colorful phrases.

    Yeah. I so want to write for these strips, man. seriously, I have less goofy things in mind but there is probably a hundred folks ahead of me in the “I want to be your apprentice, Mr. Wilson” line so I’ll hang onto my jobs.
    wh-? did I hear a sigh of relief from the peanut gallery? :-)

    p.s. Frank Parsnip, I really love that Hotpoint moniker!

  78. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:09 am [Reply]

    There is are probably a hundred folks couple of dropouts ahead of me in the “I want to be your apprentice, Mr. Wilson” line.

    Truth in advertising! XD

  79. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:13 am [Reply]

    #71 True Fable. Just looking in. Your #71 made me laugh!

    When I have back problems I have to use a cane to walk. Do you do that too? Driving is risky for me at times like that, but I do it if I have to.

    It’s about 7:15 pm here, and Mr. CG and I going to eat a slightly late dinner. Then it’s back to schoolwork, alternated with cleaning up my work area.

    Come on America! Wake up and start snarking! It’s lonely on CC about this time of day! (as those of us who post at this time know…)

  80. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:16 am [Reply]

    TRUE FABLE. What time is it where you are? BIG SIMS, how about you?

  81. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:20 am [Reply]

    CrabbyGenes – 5:18 AM. A very very very early 5:18 AM at work.

  82. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:24 am [Reply]

    #78 Crabby Genes – yes, I have my trusty cane right here to help me up and down the stairs here at the apartment and the choir loft – oh my God, in three and a half hours! Well, a night spent snarking is not so bad. I’ve used a cane off and on since I was a teenager and was hit with RA. I’ve always had shitty bones.

    Hey, I want a bumper sticker with that on it. “I’ve always had shitty bones”. Right next to the “I grind bees while U wait” :)

    I’m an Eastern time zoner, babydoll, it’s 6:23 a.m. I’m about twenty minutes east of being a Central Time zoner, but that’s Alabama where Fables are reluctant to tread without native guides. The Fable sense of humor is not fully appreciated in the Heart of Dixie. No disrespect to Alabamians, mind you; I just know my limits, and “a man’s got to know his limitations.” :D

  83. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:25 am [Reply]

    To TRUE FABLE again,

    By the way, I decided to do a bit of a re-write on the goat story I posted a while ago, in order to use it for a reading comprehension selection for a test I have to write.

    That gave me the idea to see if I can collect other stories from my experience here, to write and maybe publish? Just a thought.

    My writing style is so simple, and I like writing and explaining things in a way that children would understand. Maybe that’s the way I should go. I’m no good at scholarly writing, and I don’t want to write textbooks for EFL, even though I’m a teacher. Too bad, since that kind of stuff could count as publications. But I’d rather write for English-speaking kids.

    Morning (evening) musings…who knows if anything will ever come of them. Fun to dream, though.

  84. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:27 am [Reply]

    #81 True Fable. Um…what’s RA?

  85. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:30 am [Reply]

    This really must be said.

    Lynnie, baby…

    I feel like a heel, giving you all this shit without realizing what you have been going through. I by no means am saying the Fable is for you, NO NO NO.

    However, I would be a cad and a pinhead if I did not express my heartfelt condolences for your recent revelation regarding your troubles.

    I…I suppose you can have my Fabled shoulder to cry on if you wish. But please, decorum requires that you keep your bony little mitts off other Fabled attributes.

    Respectfully yours,

    Truman A. Fable
    Not Really As Offensive As I Seem

  86. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:33 am [Reply]

    #84 TF. Love it! I always suspected you were tenderhearted under those rants!

  87. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:37 am [Reply]

    #83 Crabby Genes – RA= Rheumatoid Arthritis.
    #82 Same lovely person, Crabby Genes – I think that would be a capital idea! You should do it! There is a wealth of stories from which to choose.

    I write for older teens and adults. I once tried to write for children and it didn’t work well. I did publish a book for young adults called Mr. Nice Guy, though, and I haven’t heard a negative comment about it so far.
    Except from my publisher, who said my sales were sluggish and I should try to promote it. I told her I write because I’m too shy for marketing. That didn’t go over well. :-|

  88. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:41 am [Reply]

    Thanks for the encouragement!

    If you’re interested, I’ll send the revised story to you (not post it). I took out a lot of the background explanation and changed the ending.

    Must eat dinner. Later!

  89. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:42 am [Reply]

    T Fable,
    You’re always welcome to Mobile brudda! I’m no native, but I’m a hell of a guide!

  90. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:47 am [Reply]

    There ARE a wealth of stories, etc.

    Geez, it’s like the witching hours strikes and my grammar goes straight into the dumpster.

  91. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:52 am [Reply]

    CrabbyGenes -
    Do it, write! I loved your goat story (that would sound really weird out of context) and thought it was well written.

    True Fable –
    What have you written? Can you post a list on your web page if you’re not comfy holding up the CC bandwidth.

  92. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:55 am [Reply]

    # 87 Crabby Genes – Yes, Please!

    #88 Big Sims – I love Mobile! My pal Tim and his girlfriend and I went down there a few years back to hit the casinos and give our money away in small bet increments. Tim lost a bundle; Yours Truly won $80 by happy chance at the slots. I watched and learned a lot about gambling, and the most valuable lesson I learned is, I’m not cut out for gambling. I can handle the little sleeve garters, but the big wide Panama hats are a bit much. Plus, I suck at blackjack.
    But yeah, if I ever make it down that way I’ll give you a shout beforehand and we can go break the bank or some hearts. :-)
    When the Chron is down, embroidering the thread is the way of destiny.
    #90 Big SIms – I’ll try!

  93. willethompson
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:03 am [Reply]

    Hmmm, so we have a Confederacy Crescent forming… I’m in WNC, gh is in Columbia, TF is in Roopville and Big Sims (the person, not the software add-on for supersizing your virtual tumescence) is in Mobile. Toss in Trotz and Bootsy near and in Nawlins and it reads like a Lynard Skynard tour shirt.

    As for the RMMD vs JP debate: read them both for the wackiness and the sweaterpuppies. The RMMD arc about archeologist/fence installer Buck with evil guys Headly and Royal Gilstrap was comic gold without the dross for four months. And JP’s ‘Girls in Paris’ was like reading a comic book by Ionesco with art by Vargas.

  94. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:20 am [Reply]

    #92 williethompson,
    …and Gabe is in TN (Memphis I believe). Squid Countess is in TN as well. Lynard Skynard tour shirt indeed!

  95. willethompson
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:00 am [Reply]

    Hey, Ed Power! I’ve read both your work and your posts and you seem like a guy a could easily have a beer or two with, but, buddy, Max Terrier in today’s strip talks about “sewing” some wild oats. Umm, is he using a Vouge pattern, or just quilting a few squares? And once sewn, what are the washer care instructions? Dry clean only, or boil and serve with brown sugar?

  96. Little A.
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:00 am [Reply]

    Hello Buck Ripsnort (previous post # 179 and good morning to all:
    You are correct, there is some resemblance, but they are not related. As we all know , Duke is Zonker’s Uncle (somehow, maybe on his father’s side?) and Mike and Uncle Duke are not related at all. But is he his REAL UNCLE or just called Uncle for some reason?

    And while we are at it, will somebody please clarify something for me. THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT.
    A few years ago, DUKE AND HONEY GOT MARRIED.
    I think they got divorced. Or are they still married? Did they, ahem, consummate their relationship before the divorce? This, I doubt. I need to know these things. I’ve got lots of the books with collected strips but maybe I missed something. SOMEBODY HELP ME OUT WITH THIS. HELP.

  97. willethompson
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:08 am [Reply]

  98. Little A.
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:26 am [Reply]

    Thanks. Although I use Wikopedia all the time I had no idea that Honey had her own article.

  99. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:27 am [Reply]

    Well, all of you Southerners will be interested in the fact that as we ate dinner, we watched a movie…

    Me: What did you rent?
    Mr. CG: Movie.
    Me: What movie?
    Mr CG: It’s called WALK THE LINE.
    Me: What’s it about?
    Mr. CG: Don’t know. It looked interesting.
    (we watch the opening)
    Me: Is it a prison movie?
    Mr. CG: Not sure.
    Me: Well, it’s starting out that way…hey, look at these credits…Hey, look! Cash! “based on the autobiography…” I remember hearing about this movie now!

    Anyway, we stopped watching it so we could do the dishes. And now I’m off to see the rest of it. I really like it so far. Guess I’m seeing your part of the country! Later–!

  100. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:30 am [Reply]

    Gotta go get ready for the usual Sunday biz. See you all later and hopefully, the Chron will have the goods by then.

    Screw it, I’m getting a Sunday AJC just in case. :)

    #98 Crabby Genes – I liked that movie, both Joaquin Phoenix and Reese Witherspoon did great jobs in it.

    So sayeth one of the biggest Johnny Cash fans in the history of Ever! :D

  101. Our Boarding House with Major Hoople
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:34 am [Reply]

    +++ SPOILER+++

    Sunday’s Funkywinterbean:

    It’s hard to see, but the CD they’re watching is

    *FOOM*

    KAF – KAF… Sorry Highness Galactic Emperor Chennux, SIR!

  102. Our Boarding House with Major Hoople
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:37 am [Reply]

    Mark Trail:

    Now with more squirrels!

  103. Galactic Emperor Chennux®™©
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:40 am [Reply]

    ATTENTION EARTHERS! ESPECIALLY THE ONE CALLED OUR BORADING HOUSE ETC!

    NOT TO WORRY, SON! THAT’S WHAT MAGMACANNONS ARE FOR!

    END TRANSMISSION!

  104. Baka Gaijin
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:41 am [Reply]

    PBS: Outstanding! What better way to end that Family Circus storyline but with a Jeffy dotted line…

    Aside to CrabbyGenes: You drive in Tokyo? A car? Wow, you have my admiration.

  105. louder
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:49 am [Reply]

    FOOB: Is it just a coincidence that this is one of the better FOOB strips in the past weeks and it has no words? I think not!

  106. The Divine O’F
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:55 am [Reply]

    CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE:

    Thanks again, Uncle Lumpy. And your opening-post comment about Heather’s “litmus dress” is top-drawer! (Although she probably keeps her dresses in the closet.)

    willethompson, gh, True Fable, Big Sims, Trotzenbonnie, Gabe, Squid Countess, and Bootsy: OMG! I realize now that I’ll have to start imagining your posts being written in southern accents!

    True Fable and Crabby Genes: I ADORE Johnny Cash. I was the president of his local fan club when I was a teenager. I once talked to him on the phone. But I LOATHED that movie. So depressing!

  107. bats :[
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:59 am [Reply]

    Grazie, Grazie Cardinal Lumpy, for hosting the site this past week — it was a whirlwind (I think I needed some of the time off in Las Vegas). Grazie to Cardinal Chennux (not that His Immenseitudiness needs yet another accolade).

    I’m not really seeing much to poke a snarky stick at this Sunday (then again, my eyes still aren’t focusing — good Lord, Divine O’F, what are you doing up so early? I just couldn’t sleep). Still, the Mighty, Mighty Skillet o’ Justice cannot rest…with the Foob Edition!:
    http://www.yo-god.com/comics/bats/bats.htm?29

  108. Calico
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:01 am [Reply]

    #4 – Widdle Wobin is a boy…

    BTW, is Chennux pissed off again? Daily Ink isn’t spewing out comix like it should.
    Or maybe the magmacannon misfired, like it did at the Woman’s U.S. Open final last night – what a bore.
    (No, wait, Chennux, I didn’t mean YOU were boring-You’re always fun and interesting, and, I mean, ulp, ahhh…! Noooo!!! GAAAAAHHHH!
    *Splort*

  109. Baron Von Foobenstein
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:06 am [Reply]

    “Is that a pile of leaves in your pants, or are you just glad to see me??

  110. AhClem
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:23 am [Reply]

    #34 Crabby Genes -
    I have a close friend named Jo. That is her actual name; it’s not short for Joanne or anything. She claims her mother was very stingy with syllables, with only one of four kids (Eric) having two. However, she has nothing on your parents, who simply named you X.

    I think you mentioned that Poteet is your older sister. Is her real name W?

  111. Calico
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:23 am [Reply]

    Whew – dusting off the ashes – that was close.
    I meant to say Women’s, not Woman’s. oh well.

    While we wait for the intercomics, I’ll just mention that I finally found my earliest Archie – “Pep” from Jan. 1956. The kid that morphed into Leroy was apparently called “Asphalt” back than. What a little toad.

    I’ll try to get it scanned sometime this week and can send files to whomever would like them (I currently don’t have a website).

    Thanks UL for a great snarkin’ week. And I hope Robin gets a rash on his widdle crotch as well.

  112. bats :[
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:25 am [Reply]

    MW: I’m pleased to see that the Coloring Monkeys have had great success in their recent bake sales to nearly buy enough paint or Crayolas or whatever to keep the yellow-and-blue panels to a minimum. Although there’s been one in each of the past three weeks’ worth of Sunday MW’s, they’ve even been successful in the last two weeks of extending the palette all the way to the last panel.
    It can be done! Give generously to Coloring Monkeys Local 837! With your assistance, Mary Worth (and even worthless Dr. Love) can be seen in full bloom every freakin’ Sunday! And who doesn’t appreciate Mary’s WonderBread dress and Dawn’s purple-mountains’-majesty jacket-and-culottes ensemble?

    PBS: At no time did I see Jeffy Keane meandering the streets of Las Vegas while Mr. bats and I were there last week. Then again, it’s a straight-shot from Surprise to Sin City, a mere five hours hiding out in some unsuspecting vacationer’s motorboat or RV…

    FOOB: Evidently this is One of Those Times that families have purchased a videocam for, making a timeless record of their darlings’ youthful shenanigans.
    (The rest of Those Times are for Dad to hop on the internet and “explore” adult chatrooms that are cam-friendly…)

  113. The Divine O’F
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:26 am [Reply]

    bats: FOOB Edition BWAHAHAHAHA! Especially the last panel. Though I still like Thorax best.

    I’ve been up since 4:23. I usually get up around five. This morning the cats were tearing around making a racket and I couldn’t get back to sleep.

  114. Carmichael the Polar Bear
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:30 am [Reply]

    # 162 yesterthread, Baka Gaijin,

    The gang’s doing well, thanks. I can just barely hear them upstairs. I think they’re still discussing that peculiar spotted shirt that Mr Benny got at the May Company.

    Whoops, gotta go. Mr Van Jones just threw down another packet of Grape Nuts. Must be breakfast time.

    Remember: L.S.M.F.T.

  115. Old Man Muffaroo [Kip dubba dubba W]
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:32 am [Reply]

    Interesting, yeah. The syndicate must have learned all our IP numbers and is blocking them to avoid the hurtful feeling that comes from our cruel barbs and taunts. On the plus side, many of the strips have been replaced by the words Comic Image, which are funnier than the actual strip in question in about 3/4 of cases.

    Dear Diary: Oh, what a week it’s been. No time to mention everything just now, but I can’t write without telling about The Shocker. This week, he actually shocked something! I know, I was shocked, too! He knocked over a bank or something — well, not literally, because in LA, they have a lot of earthquake proofing, so you can only knock down abandoned warehouses that have been around since before the 50s — but he managed to steal a whole big pile of loot. I swear, he didn’t even know what to do with it! He just stood there with his arms akimbo. It was the cutest thing. He managed to catch Spider-Man completely off-guard, and he had to change into his costume in the back seat of his car while a bunch of fans were trying to mug his wife for an autograph. Even if nothing happens next week, we’ll still have the incredible events of this one to look back on. Gotta go, my daughter is setting fire to the front porch now.

  116. Baka Gaijin
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:32 am [Reply]

    #106 bats :[: That is a hoot! No, it’s two hoots and a economy size bag of Nacho Cheez Doritos. How do you think up such gems?

  117. Chennuxfangrl
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:34 am [Reply]

    Thanks Uncle Lumpy and Emperor Chennux for filling in for Josh. It’s been a fun week. Any word on the Eartherwear? Drinking my coffee from a Chennux mug would be the best.

    I do feel bad for Lynn on a personal level. It does suck. And yep it is hard to write a comic strip. BUT honestly, she invites the criticism onto herself. Milking the strip and the merchandising well past the time when the strip has gone bad ~ and then criticizing Bill Watterson for being a “wimp” for knowing when to hang it up and not marketing his characters to death ~ well that just leaves me a bit flummoxed. So I will snark without guilt. She needs to put on her big girl panties and deal with it.

  118. digamma
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:52 am [Reply]

    So Apartment 3G’s narration didn’t quite make it clear… what is Margo preparing for?

  119. Shmork
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:54 am [Reply]

    The way Eric looks longlingly at the grill, one hopes for cannibalism.

  120. Islamorada Girl
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:59 am [Reply]

    Yeah, Lynn definitely needs to put on those big girl panties. Every other woman on the face of the earth does, why is she so special?
    She squandered her talent being precious. Show her no mercy.

  121. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:03 am [Reply]

    I’m back. EXCELLENT movie! And I loved the music.

    to #90 BIG SIMS. I wrote my #98 so fast so I could get back to the movie that I did not thank you for your kind, encouraging words. Thank you!

    TRUE FABLE, I hope you survive your Sunday biz. And though I’ve always known who Johnny Cash was, and over the years have heard his music, I’ve never been a fan. BUT, I think that movie changed things, and next time I’m in a CD store I’ll look for one of his CD’s. Which one do you recommend for a Johnny Cash “newbie?” You’ll hear from me in the future on that and other stuff at your email!

    And now to catch up on the comments. Thread-looping!

  122. Calico
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:05 am [Reply]

    #106 – Bats – that is one of the bestest things I’ve ever seen!
    Heather is totally ragin’ – I really need at least one of those images on a T-Shirt!

    Maybe Dingo could do an animated Heather and the Skillets, a la his Vera Karate Chop masterpiece.

    And Bill W. (the cartoonist, that is) is no wimp – he saw the well running dry and called it just at the right time. No wimp he, IMO. It just makes C & H more precious, in a good way.

  123. Calico
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:07 am [Reply]

    #117 – Margo is preparing to take over the universe, of course!

    Actually, she wants Eric the Grillmaster to propose marriage, which he won’t. She will then grill him and consume him as a midnight snack.

  124. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:08 am [Reply]

    #92 willethompson. Both. Wackiness and Sweaterpuppies. Check!

  125. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:16 am [Reply]

    #103 Baka Gaijin. I have a U.S. license, and I can drive there. But I had to learn how to drive all over again here, to get the Japanese license. Mr. CrabbyGenes and I nearly got divorced that year. Let me tell you, nothing tests a marriage like one spouse teaching the other how to drive!

    PS I do wish you would change your moniker. I do not believe that you are “baka”, You should be kind to yourself and come up with something more positive!

  126. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:21 am [Reply]

    #105 DIVINE O’F. Well it certainly had its “down” moments but somehow, I didn’t find it depressing. I really did like it.

    Sounds like you and True Fable have something in common! (see his #99)

  127. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:26 am [Reply]

    #109 Ah Clem. Ha ha ha!

    I used “X” just in case there are malevolent lurkers out there. I doubt that anyone could “get” me (stalk me? spam me?) with just my first name, but mine has a rather unique spelling.

    (And now you are REALLY intrigued!)

  128. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:32 am [Reply]

    #106 Bats. Bravo! You’re so good at that mash-up stuff!

  129. Isaac
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:51 am [Reply]

    I think it’s really pretty sad that Margo has to tell the reader that she looks irresistible. The old ’60s-era Apartment 3-G wouldn’t have needed that kind of telegraphing: she actually could have looked irresistible.

  130. Calico
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:52 am [Reply]

    CG, I’m an American Chica in Quebec City, Canada, where I have lived almost five years (hard to believe!) with my partner.

    How did you come to be a resident of Japan? : )

  131. Breakfast
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:04 am [Reply]

    Hey, I can’t get Funkywinkerbean up anywhere. Can someone tell me what happened?

  132. Buck Ripsnort
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:11 am [Reply]

    Just woke from a hideous nightmare, I blame it on seeing trailers for a (gaaah!) CGI Alvin & the Chipmunks AND a commercial for (GAAAAAH!) Underdog.
    Please, PLEASE tell me there are no plans for a CGI Calvin & Hobbes! I had this same kind of nightmare just before they announced the CGI Scooby DooDoo movie, and. . . .
    O, Chennux have mercy on us all.

  133. The Spectacular Spider-Brick
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:32 am [Reply]

    Hear ye! Hear ye, goodwives and gentlefolk! The Intertubes are clogged, there-fore, Ye Old Spider-Bricke shall now snark the comical strips the Old-Fashioned Waye, referring to said illustrated tales, both humorous &. dramatic, in News-Print form! Hearken now to the wry and amusing observations of Ye Spider-Bricke!

    A3G: This strip is a dolorous retelling of events that hath already come to pass. However, Goodwife Elly Patterson only wisheth her hair bun were as comely as that which adorns Miss Margo. But why, when I read Eric’s thought balloon in panel 4, do I hear the stentorian voice of Morbo bellowing, “MARGO IS PLEASED!”

    BB: Were this strip a re-print of one first printed years anon, or were it to be re-printed years hence, it would require no modification. Plato’s incisive commentary on current events are as relevant to-day as they were when the Teapot Dome enflamed the hallowed halls of the Capitol with scandal.

    Blondie: Who among us was aware that the young scion of the Newport Bumsteads was a devotee of the depraved practices of Sader-Masoch? Shocked, shocked I am by this revelation!

    Curtis: That darkie imp has quite the cheek to address his mother so curtly! Mayhap that be the significance of his name — he very often curt is! Yet, why doth the mother address us? As the audience, we demand the illusion of Ye Fourthe Walle to stand unbroken! Your humble Spider-Bricke is not fond of comical strips which rely on reaction shots in place of a proper punch-line.

    FBOFW: Young Master Robin is destined to grow up to be quite the young rascal, I daresay. I envy not Goody Deanna.

    FW: I understand not what error the young lad made at his place of employ today, nor how the family knows of it. Yet from the family’s words, it seemeth odd that his master did not take him to the coal-shed and tan his hide! I fain would have at least boxed the dolt’s ears soundly.

    DtM: Whilst we are on the topic of those in need of a good caning, it seems Goodwife Mitchell weareth the pantaloons in that family. Such a mouthy wench needs to be put in her place, lest young Dennis take her example and grow up a wanton and carefree rogue.

    FC: Little Billy is a scandalous cheat who will no doubt grow up someday to be a member of the Harding Administration. Ha ha! I know not if you agree, but I alway enjoye a hearty guffaw at japes at the expense of our most corrupt government yet.

    HtH: I understand neither why an upper-class fellow such as the gentleman in green should consort with such a clearly low-class slattern as the wench in the black jumper, nor why the barbarians standing nearby, instead of commenting on their point-less exchange, do not simply slice the man’s head off, ravage the woman and sell her into slavery, as is the Norseman’s wont.

    JP: And ye plot grinds to a halt like a steam locomotive run dry. Once again, Samuel finds himself outmaneuvered by the comely, though shame-less, Rusty. What a cunning solicitrix!

    MT: Why no mention of the White-Tail’d Deere’s value to the hunter providing for his family? Why, I hear tell the red savages have a use for every portion of a deere’s corpus.

    Marvin: I do not understand why the delegate from the village wastes his time addressing a child who is clearly not yet able to understand speeche. Furthermore, if the tot is able to bellow as loudly as the fellow claims, I would suspect him of being possessed by demons and immediately dunk him in a well until the crying ceases.

    MW: Ah, Dr. Cory the Younger faces an age-old lover’s dilemma in a tale reminiscent of the works of the Bronte Sisters! Though one thing confuseth me. He speaketh of a lass named Dawn, and the Shields heiress is clearly in his thoughts. Yet who is this third “beautiful” woman he refers to? Surely he cannot be referring to the painfully plain Miss Shields as so? Her face is un-attractive enough to make a locomotive take a dirt road.

    MG &. G: What a clever wordplay! I did not see this punch-line coming. Well played, Mr. Peders!

    Pop-Eye: Mayhap Granny would be more comfortable, not to mention safer, on an old riding mule. Old Sack has served my sainted mother well nigh a score of years.

    Red-Eye: Ha ha! What drollery! Everyone knows the red savages are incapable of understanding mathematics!

    RMMD: I do not fault Nanny Heather for her violent outburst, for otherwise, her husband’s villainous driver may have besmirched her honor. However, I do wish she would not hike her dress up so immodestly. She merely tempts cads like Peter with such behavior.

    SFx: I believe Slylock should warn the forest animals to stay away from Slick Smitty’s school because practicing the ways of the heathen Chinee will corrupt their souls and keep them from Paradise.

    TBMoEL: Edison, being merely a lad (albeit a politically precocious one), is clearly unaware that the Whigs are poised to make a comeback this election!

    Liberty Meadows: Now this is High Art!

  134. Gold-Digging Nanny (formerly Lame Name)
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:33 am [Reply]

    Aw, Herro! I heart you too!

    And remember, I picked the name before she was cool!

    Heather Avery, you’ve just beaten your captor senseless with a frying pan! What are you going to do now?

    I’m going to Disneyland the BMW dealership!

  135. Lynn J.
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:42 am [Reply]

    My Dearest Fable,

    Thank you! Oh, thank you.

    Did I tell you about the time my hamster died?

    Adoringly yours,

    Lynnie J.

  136. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:44 am [Reply]

    #129 Calico. I wanted to see the world, and I wanted to be a teacher, so I became a teacher of English as a Foreign Language. My plan, after getting the MA, was to travel the world, spending a few years in each country I went to, supporting myself by teaching English wherever I went.

    The first country I went to was Japan. And I never continued on because I met my Japanese husband during the very first month I was here. We got married four and a half years after we met. During the four and a half years that we were engaged, he went to grad school in the U.S. and also got an MA. Now we are both teachers of EFL, and we both work full-time—though I worked only part-time when my kids were young.

    I still would like to travel the world, but we seem to spend all of our money going back and forth, to and from the U.S. The fate of international couples, I guess.

    How about you? :-)

  137. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:49 am [Reply]

    I must get to bed. See you all tomorrow! Well, MY tomorrow. Later today, for (most of) you.)

  138. Itazurakko!
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:51 am [Reply]

    FOOB – Has Robin always had the round button nose? Its round form stood out for me today, it reminded me of Liz’s round flat ellipse nose from front view in the early FOOB style, and I was wondering if perhaps they are trying to blend the styles.

  139. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:53 am [Reply]

    # 106 — How did I miss the Mighty Skillet O’ Justice? BWAHAHAHA! Thanks, bats!

  140. bats :[
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:59 am [Reply]

    Uncle Lumpy: I, too (and not really in a schadenfreude way), was wondering if Wobin was packin’ poison ivy after their Patterson ramble in the woods.
    Aren’t their grizzly bears in Canada? Or packs of wolves? Or lions or tigers? Sharks? Things that eat people? Maybe they were scared of Dee’s comin’ down hard after a blistering night of partying.

    115. baka gaijin: hot puppies! Score for the Nacho Cheez Doritos (“When it’s almost food, but not quite, it’s Squeezy Cheez!”)! Heather and her Skillet o’ Justice was a natural keeper. The ideas tend to come (and go sometimes) when I’m doing the piddly stuff like erasing nefarious chauffeurs. The Foobstuff is often embarrassingly easy.
    Oh, yeah…I also have too much free time.

    116. Chennuxfangrl: well, now *I’m* confused (yea, even flummoxed). Are “big girl panties” something like thongs and bikini bottom-style garments, or are they like granny panties (which can be used as a pup tent in an emergency — I think FEMA has at least a hundred semis loaded with them)?

    118. Schmork: I dunno. I think cannibalism might be a step up from what I was thinking (nasty little gems like S&M branding and such. Erk.).

    132. SSB: wow! That was a fantastic rendering of the Sundaye Funnyes! It was just like that vacation we had several years ago at Colonial Roopville.

  141. John C Fremont
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:04 am [Reply]

    Gee, I feel so left out. I’m from the Midwest, and I’m a Neil Young fan. Not that I necessarily have anything against Lynyrd Skynyrd…

    A3G – Those little yellow signs are confusing me. Is Margo preparing for her date, or for her dinner date? Hey, I’ll bet Cousin Ruby is a Skynryd fan. I’ll bet Lu Ann likes Music From The Hearts of Space. I’ll bet Tommie likes Muzak. And Margo? She hates all that artsy crap, but uses Wagner to her advantage when the situation requires. That is, when she’s not playing nice.

    MT – Look, I like squirrels, okay. I like watching them scampering around my front yard and jumping from tree to tree. I enjoy watching the little ones grow and building their own nests up in the trees. Now I find that deer are stealing all their acorns. First they tried to destroy my Fiero by jumping in front of it (after wrecking my car, the little bastard ran up an imbankment and jumped over a fence – pretty sure he was saying Bwa-ha-ha!) and now they’re robbing the squirrels. Damn you, deer! I hate you! And stop being so damned cute, ’cause that’s making it really difficult to hate you!

    MW – Okay, in panel 3, Drew is that kid from Pokemon. In panel 6 he’s a bad Raul Julia impersonator. In panel 7 he’s, uh, Ron Palillo? No. Hamilton Camp? No. Bob Crane? A generic used car salesman? Who is he?!

    RMMD – I love Heather. She’s so perky!

  142. Dingo
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:06 am [Reply]

    Dr. Drew Cory’s thought balloons are as incisive as an episode of CSI. “I have feelings of hunger. Perhaps eating will ease them.” “My erection is 85% with Dawn Weston but 92% with Vera Shields. She’s almost as much woman for me as Mary Worth. I shall date her.” “Being a doctor gives me feelings of wealth and priviledge. Time to shag one of the homeless men behind Home Depot.”

  143. Dingo
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:08 am [Reply]

    Damn. No spellcheck on here. Privilege. That word always sets me on edge.

  144. John C Fremont
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:08 am [Reply]

    Oh, and thank you, Uncle Lumpy! It’s been a great week!

  145. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:09 am [Reply]

    # 128 — Thanks, Isaac, for pointing that out. Since apparently there is no need for truth-in-advertising in such matters anymore, I say the field is wide open. Hey, everyone! I’m irresistible! Also charming, brilliant, and able to intimidate attack dogs with a single glance! And I juggle!

  146. Biblio
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:09 am [Reply]

    Are the FOOBs taking a hike in Lost Forest? That’s an Elrod squirrel in panel 3 for sure!

  147. FleaBailey
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:11 am [Reply]

    I need to speak seriously here for a minute. Dr. Drew Cory is just creepy. He’s too much of a wimp to tell his underage girlfriend that he is no longer interested in her, even though he has no problem discussing his love life in great detail with his father’s lover (who looks like his grandmother, for crying out loud), the woman he IS interested in wears her hair in a Barbie Doll pony tail, and to top it all off, he intends to do WHATEVER Barbie wants to do. Would that include bikini waxing?

    LOOK at his expression in the penultimate panel! (And isn’t that a great word–penultimate? Dr. Drew probably uses that as a nickname for his penis.) He makes my skin crawl.

  148. Robert Whitaker Sirignano
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:15 am [Reply]

    Hmmm….there was some odd fuss a few years back when some animation cells of “Calvin and Hobbes” showed up on eBay for sale; dunno what that meant or what was planned.

    and the OPUS movie is dead in the water.

    another OVER THE HEDGE film seems unlikely.

    Happily, no effort has been made to release FOR BETTER OR WARTS TV sequences on DVD, so we cannot be inconvienced by their existence.

  149. Calico
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:19 am [Reply]

    Daily Stink Lines are finally up! Yaaay!

    DtM – “It’s all in the wrist.”
    What more can I say? This simply snarks itself today.

    MW – Drew is lookin’ at us! Oh Wow!
    I feel important.

    CG – more later.

  150. Robert Whitaker Sirignano
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:20 am [Reply]

    Hmmm….there was some odd fuss a few years back when some animation cells of “Calvin and Hobbes” showed up on eBay for sale; dunno what that meant or what was planned.

    and the OPUS movie is dead in the water.

    another OVER THE HEDGE film seems unlikely.

    Happily, no effort has been made to release FOR BETTER OR WARTS TV sequences on DVD, so we cannot be incovienced by their existence.

  151. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:24 am [Reply]

    A3G — “Tonight is for pleasure”??!! Who does this guy think he is, Richard Gere as Julian Kaye?

    # 140 — John C.F., I too am from the Midwest and like Neil Young (though not every single song). I once heard someone do a wickedly funny radio takeoff on Neil’s voice and lyrics, and after I got through laughing, I thought “Yeah, but I still like him.” And by the way, regards to Scully, Mitchell, and Shady!

  152. tblue
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:26 am [Reply]

    Tabby Lavalamp,

    Robin is wearing blue. Meredith is wearing pink. Lynn uses these cliches to let us know who is male and who is female. If Robin were a little older, she’d paste a moustache on him–so we would be sure of his manliness.

  153. tblue
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:27 am [Reply]

    Tabby Lavalamp,

    Robin is wearing blue. Meredith is wearing pink. Lynn uses these cliches to let us know who is male and who is female. If Robin were a little older, she’d paste a moustache on him–so we would be sure of his manliness.

  154. tblue
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:27 am [Reply]

    Tabby Lavalamp,

    Robin is wearing blue. Meredith is wearing pink. Lynn uses these cliches to let us know who is male and who is female. If Robin were a little older, she’d paste a moustache on him–so we would be sure of his manliness.

  155. Old Man Muffaroo [Kip dubba dubba W]
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:40 am [Reply]

    Shoe – More mortality gags! O Death, where be thy laffs?

  156. unclelumpy
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:00 pm [Reply]

    #153 Poteet –

    Spam filter; don’t know why, but I’m on it. Look for resurrection in a couple minutes.

  157. Dr. Mabuse
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:12 pm [Reply]

    If Robin were a little older, she’d paste a moustache on him–so we would be sure of his manliness.

    She’s started early on Meredith, who already has the Fat Lips of Glamour to signal that she’s a girl. But it’s hard to differentiate faces; they all look like a bunch of wasps’ nests to me.

  158. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:26 pm [Reply]

    #120 Crabby Genes – I recommend “the Legend of Johnny Cash”; “Folsom Prison Blues” and personally, I always liked Johnny Cash & June Carter’s “Carryin’ On” album too. Great duets on that one, it’s about 40 years old but when you listen to it, it’s actually timeless.

    My son (Galevav) is very interested in teaching English in Japan, btw. You’ve inspired him I think.

  159. mumbles
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:28 pm [Reply]

    Thanks for the great week, Uncle Lumpy. You’re a cool babysitter, the kind who comes up with activities and plays games with the kids, rather than plop them in front of the TV while she calls her friends on the phone.

    And you’re a lot nicer than I am – I was hoping Wobbin was picking hemlock.

    And I second/third/etc. all readers questioning the gender of these characters. Deanna looks like a bored, male Secret Service Agent in today’s strip.

  160. Z
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:29 pm [Reply]

    So, Mother Goose and Grimm, no longer content with occasionally ripping off The Far Side has now set its sights on Pearls

  161. BigTed
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:34 pm [Reply]

    It’s funny how Robin looks nothing like Michael — and he sure didn’t get that bulbous nose from cute little Deanna. I’d hate to think Elizabeth’s friends True-Blue Helicopter Guy, Unfaithful Police Dude or Ever-Lovin’ Mustache Man had been gratifying their unquenchable FOOB-lust by “visiting” with Deanna while Michael was up in the attic writing his novel. Maybe we’ll find out in a flashback!

  162. Jadis White
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:35 pm [Reply]

    Thanks for filling in, Uncle Lumpy! I enjoyed your snark very much. And Chennux too.

    I’ve actually been enjoying FOOB for the last few days. Maybe it’s due to underlying pity now that I know what happened to Lynn’s marriage.

  163. NotThatGuy
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:36 pm [Reply]

    A3G: I like that Kaz let Margo borrow his earrings for the Big Event!

  164. Captain Wrong
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:44 pm [Reply]

    What’s up with all the purple folk in Crankshaft? And for a comic named after Crankshaft, there is a distinct lack of Crankshaft action in today’s edition. Not that I give a fig really…

  165. fishmorgjp
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:47 pm [Reply]

    117 Chennuxfangrl: Milking the strip and the merchandising well past the time when the strip has gone bad ~ and then criticizing Bill Watterson for being a “wimp” for knowing when to hang it up and not marketing his characters to death ~ well that just leaves me a bit flummoxed. So I will snark without guilt. She needs to put on her big girl panties and deal with it.

    Lynn had the gall to refer to Watterson as a “wimp”? What a cow! No wonder hubby left her.

  166. Trotzenbonnie
    September 9th, 2007 at 12:53 pm [Reply]

    Thanks for taking care of business while Josh was away, UL. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed every tasty morsel of The Uncle Lumpy Show.
    I was wondering, being a girl and all…just what sort of pleasure is on a man’s mind whilst he is staring into a barbecue grill?

  167. Shanghaishrimpo
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:08 pm [Reply]

    FOOB – Honestly, I have a hard time telling which character is what sex. Even the dogs look like the people. WTF?

  168. Moon Mullins
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:10 pm [Reply]

    133 SSB: Awesome. How can you do that off the top of your head?

    Plus, a question for you. Is Model Railroading going to do a big expose on Rod Johnston’s infidelity? Seems like a good way to spark circulation.

  169. unclelumpy
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:12 pm [Reply]

    #166 Trotz –

    what sort of pleasure is on a man’s mind whilst he is staring into a barbecue grill?

    Pretty much, “that’ll go down good with an ice-cold beer.” Of course, one combination or another of those words is pretty much all we ever think.

  170. Dagger
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:13 pm [Reply]

    Isn’t Robin a little young to be worrying how big it is?

  171. Jym
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:13 pm [Reply]

    =v= DS: Mallard Fillmore is watching hippie ecofreak nature documentaries on television? Gee, maybe he’ll actually learn something.

    If he watches that stuff, I wonder whether he reads Mark Trail online, where the colorizers have made transgenderized all the female ducks. No doubt this gets Mallard all squirmy and confused, and wanting to take a “wide stance” on such matters.

  172. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:14 pm [Reply]

    Congrats, Uncle Lumpy! Job well done! You earned that Cassandra Cat tee!

  173. The Spectacular Spider-Brick
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:18 pm [Reply]

    Moon Mullins @ 168: I don’t think so. We don’t get into gossip. And besides, what Rod did is more the province of one of our sister pubs, Garden Railways.

  174. The Spectacular Spider-Brick
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:21 pm [Reply]

    Addendum: But keep an eye out for the November issue of Model Railroader, which will feature a huge photo-laden spread of the spectacular train layout of one Rod Stewart! Yes, the one who sang “Maggie May” and “Hot Legs.” Turns out that when you’ve got tons of disposable income and are totally nuts about model trains, you can create quite the impressive HO-scale cityscape.

  175. Lynngineering
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:27 pm [Reply]

    FBOFW: Been expecting the movement into speechless Sundays, and here the coma reflects the common synaesthetic condition of pictures for sound. Nature abhors a vacuum, and speaking of which: the only sound left is the brittle “snap” of Michael’s mind.

    Witnessed by a squirrel, gathering – what else – nuts.

    I for one appreciate the onslaught of these Rohrshach-test Sunday comics. I was sure I saw something in those first panels, in that mess that look like someone vomited after indulging in too many crayolas.( Roobbbbiinn!)

  176. The Spectacular Spider-Brick
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:27 pm [Reply]

    Addendum to the addendum: It appears that MR did run an article about Mr. Johnston’s LGB layout in the October 1990 issue, which is a little more than a year before I subscribed to the magazine.

  177. King Folderol
    September 9th, 2007 at 1:45 pm [Reply]

    A3G – What kind of sexual connotation does the grill have that Eric’s talking sweetly to it?

    I also love that Margo’s dominant mind thinks that other people talk in commands like she does. Hey Margo, most people expect “Will you marry me?”, not “Be my wife.”

  178. John C Fremont
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:04 pm [Reply]

    # 151 Poteet – The kitties say “Hi!” back. Well, Scully says something more like “Mraahh!” (eerily Cheney-like) but you get the idea.

  179. SecretMargo
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:12 pm [Reply]

    175: Lynngineering — And notice the eyes! Michael drifts through his dream like a somnolent fetus swaddled in a Womb-of-Many-Colours, eyes wide shut, the action swirling unseen and unacknowledged around him. Contrast with Dee, armored at the beginning with sunglasses, a suavely androgynous white-shirted figure who cuts through the colour like a beacon of blessed clarity in the first panel. She’s shoved into the margins as we plunge with Michael&co. into their respective dreams of misrecognition: Robin plucks leaves like fruit to be “digested” and re-given to his mother in a parody of the food-and-shit exchanges that animate the rest of the Patterclan, while Meredith mistakes a squirrel for a responsive, attentive playmate (this may not be that much of a mistake, considering that she seems to spend most of her time these days listening to Michael’s self-aggrandizing/cannibalizing soliloquies) and Michael seems most at peace gazing into the landscape of the backs of his eyelids. It’s therefore unsurprising that Dee’s the one who retains her critical faculties enough to detect the disturbing confusions the blurred, amniotic autumn induced at the end, and this implies an interesting wrinkle in the shimmering skin of the coma fantasy — perhaps Dee’s been been speaking up more as she attends to him, maybe hinting at certain truths as she grows more accustomed to the daily routine of “making conversation” that the doctors recommended, using it as her own kind of therapy, her words pushing back on the expanding coma from the other side. Will she shift slowly from soother to soothsayer, mouthing masked truths the coma would rather Michael not hear? That would be exciting (and therefore unlikely), a hopeful jab at drifting, dewy-eyed obsolescence. Like Michael, who sees without seeing, can we look into Dee’s shuttered scrutiny and hope without hoping?

  180. Chennuxfangrl
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:23 pm [Reply]

    #165 ~ I misquoted Lynn. She called Watterson and Larson “wusses” not “wimps”.

    http://www.projo.com/lifebeat/content/lb_FOR_BETTTER_STRIP_09-03-07_PQ6RH6U.1cb3118.html

    Please spare me your wrath, Chennux. *grovels*

  181. Lynngineering
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:37 pm [Reply]

    #179 Secret Margo – the glasses, true, not for seeing better, but for hiding behind of course… Dee could almost pass for a Melanie Griffith-in-a-Larry-Clark film. One could only hope…

  182. Frank Parsnip
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:38 pm [Reply]

    True Fable (77): I think it was you who thought of the Hotpoint brand, one that has graced every extraordinarily old gas stove in most of the apartments I had rented stateside. Brought back fond memories of huge oven/range combos covered in previous tenant’s grease. Thus I pictured Heather working the major “home and kitchen” show circuit as Miss Hotpoint Appliance 1957 before meeting Mr. Avery … perhaps only within weeks of the rather chaste 1957 Hotpoint Appliance Calendar being released (complete with kitchen cleaning tips!).

  183. Uncle Lumpy
    September 9th, 2007 at 2:50 pm [Reply]

    #182 Frank Parsnip –

    1952 Hotpoint Calendar featuring ur-Heather.

    Also! Another narrow-focus comic triumph from Joe Mathlete.

  184. Mibbitmaker
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:01 pm [Reply]

    A few threads back, we were linked to the FOOB site’s history of Lizthony. I had taken some notes to analyze it, but it got to be way too late Friday night, and my next time here was in the middle of my Saturday night ritual of a radio disco show, then SNL, then (overlapping) a garage rock radio show, so I can now finally post my look at the Lizthony story — though I only could stand to go as far as 2003.

    THE LAST FURSHLUGGINER CHANCE – The Blanthony-Liz Story

    1993: Blanthony started looking dorky. His transformation went from dorky to creepy in the end. He spent the 1990s being somewhat endearing, actually. However…

    Unintended foreshadowing: How does he show himself to have a crush on Lizard? Stalking! Already, in 1993. There’s also the getting rid of April, who’s unwanted by family even then! And we even have being in the –shudder — basement. All the warning signs already, and we never were the wiser! (There is the already-present buttinsky April. Cool.)

    Lizthony glides by through 1994-1998, FOOB still readable.

    1999: Liz goes to college… up north! Hmmm…..

    There are times during 1999-2000 where Blanthony looks like John. Eww.

    8/28/2000: The moment where I believe all of FOOB had Jumped the Shark is nigh. At least Fonzie’s motorcycle is riding the ramp.

    This is where, due to college separation, they agree to break up. It seems like Liz’s decision, mostly. I do have to hand it to Lynn, though: each panel has the silhouetted crowd in the background getting darker as the strip approaches splitsville, the last one with the goodbye has them completely black behind our couple. Really nice symbolism.

    CHRISTMAS, 2001: Eric! The moustache!! The wife!!! (well, fiance.)

    Anthony truly becomes Blanthony. His whole look, not just his upper lip, changed into creepy mode. Not just the ‘stache, but his hairstyle as well, jetisons the endearingly dorky Anthony for the creepy new Blanthony.

    And then there’s Terese. Liz guesses she must be a “wonderful girl”. Blanthony: “She is.” But the new Blanthony is now situated in FOOB, and he — you guessed it — cheats on his fiance in thought! IN THE SAME STRIP! Fonzie’s motorcycle lands, and his glance at Blan’ sparks these words from Mr. Fonzarelli: “Who’s the nerd?”

    So now FOOB goes through the unregretted Eric beating, the Kortney Treacheries, MtigGuffin, the Impossible Book Deal, etc.

    One more demarcation point…
    8/28/2003: Terese is officially demonized!

    And Fonzie’s bike skids past the shark tank after landing.

    And you know the rest.

    ~ Fin ~

  185. SecretMargo
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:11 pm [Reply]

    RMMD: My God, that last panel. I love it so, so much. And what I love most is the Sixth Sense-y twist implied in her cackling materialism — Hugh is shown to be right-as-rain about her (she IS a gold-digging nanny!), Rex and June seem all the more manipulated by her, especially when we look back at the weird foreshadowing of Peter’s duplicitousness to be found in Rex’s similar chicanery (Heather’s mind naturally comes up with a plan involving a false chauffeur, since she’s already engineered the installation of precisely that in her own household!), and it intimates an even greater agency for the once-simpering pseudo-softie: did she engineer this whole thing to get a new car? Is she “China,” getting Hugh to see her as the victim of a huge conspiracy by making veiled threats on her own life through phantom phone-voices? Provoking Peter (who has been unknowingly working for her the whole time) to try and remove Hugh (which would benefit her — Milton will, after all, die at some point….), and then letting herself get captured by him, since she knew her fastidious minion well enough to know that she could easily best him by using the details of food preparation as a distraction. Is the first panel’s hospital room tableau a winking hint at the Milton-and-Heather bedroom dynamic, the older man wearily waving off yet another attempt on his life by a buxom blond wielding a pillow?

  186. commodorejohn
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:25 pm [Reply]

    A3G – For someone plotting a one-night stand with a career woman, Eric’s giving off a very, very 50s vibe, visually. And I very much want panel four on a shirt.

    BB – Barrel of laughs! Barrel! Of! Laughs!

    Blondie – Wow! It’s Misery Sunday in the funny pages! I can’t wait for Funky Winkerbean, which will likely feature every single character being diagnosed with terminal cancer!

    Curtis – I dunno, Barry’s account sounds more like first grade or kindergarten than third grade. Third grade is more booger-flicking than oatmeal cookies.

    DT – I like the Crimestoppers’ Textbook. BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU.

    FOOB – Items of note:

    * Robin and Meredith are suffering from Potato Nose now.
    * Leaves make small explosions when removed from the tree.
    * Robin craps leaves.

    FW – Uh, what is it? A home-burned DVD of…Les and Darren? Huh? And good God, Batiuk’s really getting off on depicting Lisa ravaged by cancer.

    JP – Come on, Sam! She wants to “tour” the “winery!” I’m looking forward to Sophie: Teenage Spy, though.

    Lio – Yes.

    MF – Unfunny and weeks behind, as usual.

    MW – Drew, I think you mean “I haven’t felt this strongly about a woman in a long time.” Also, we should have another live-acting contest for panel five.

    MC – Why is it that the more we see of Maureen’s snobbery, the more I like her? It’s not like this is Apartment 3-G, with the abrasive, self-absorbed Margo set in a cast of exceedingly boring people who rub her the wrong way.

    NS – Why can’t Non Sequitur be like this all the time? No more dim-witted anti-corporate gag panels or will-he-won’t-he-marry-Brenda repetitive tripe, just uniquely-drawn, imaginative stories? (And Captain Eddie’s tales, those are good.)

    RMMD – In the live-action version, Milton Avery will be played by Steve Martin.

    SF – Okay, now this is definitely a Curmudgeon shout-out, ribbing on a Funky Winkerbean trope.

    SFx – Wow, another Slylock Fox to which I knew the answer before looking! Either I’m getting better or the endtimes are approaching.

    SM – “Prepare for THE SHOCKER!” emblazoned across the bottom of a panel featuring a dazedly smiling MJ and a bunch of people staring surprisedly at something below her. This has to be intentional.

    Edison Lee – One of the things I hate worst about this strip is how they try to justify the “brilliant mind” part of the title by having Edison putting a balloon on a toy car or talking about seismology before completely failing to smoothly segue into politics. Look: Edison is no Oliver Wendell Jones, and he’s never going to be, no matter how much you try and convince us otherwise.

  187. The Avocado Avenger
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:28 pm [Reply]

    #151 Poteet – Eric’s “tonight is for pleasure” line reminded me of Master Shake from “Aqua Teen Hunger Force”, actually.

    #185 Secret Margo – if she orchestrated this whole thing just to get a new car, I will be super impressed. She will have completely won at life.

    Seriously, though, I must have missed that the car that exploded was hers. I thought it was Hugh’s. Or maybe I’m putting too much thought into the whole matter.

  188. Galactic Emperor Chennux®™©
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:35 pm [Reply]

    ATTENTION EARTHERS! ESPECIALLY THE ONE CALLED CHENNUXFANGRL! CHENNUX SPEAKS!

    CHENNUX APPRECIATES YOUR MONIKER AND ALL THAT IT IMPLIES! AND YOU HAVE OBVIOUSLY SPOKEN WITH THE ONE CALLED POTEET TO DETERMINE HOW WELL GROVELING WORKS WITH YOUR GALACTIC EMPEROR! IN SHORT – VERY WELL! HAHA! AND YOUR MISQUOTING THE FOOB CREATOR IS UNDERSTANDABLE! BUT NO ONE DISSES BILL WATTERSON! HIS WAS (AND IS) A SINGULAR TALENT!

    MANY WERE THE TIMES CHENNUX TOOK POTSHOTS AT SPACEMAN SPIFF! AS MOE THE BULLY SAID, THESE LITTLE GUYS ARE HARD TO HIT! HAHA!

    END TRANSMISSION!

    PS – ISN’T THE ONE CALLED JOSH UNPACKED FROM VACATION YET? WHERE IS THE COTW AND THANKS FOR CHENNUX COVERING HIS SORRY EARTHER BUTT FOR A DAY? HAHA!

    I KID BECAUSE I LOVE! OR DEVOUR! I GET THOSE TWO CONFUSED! LIKE MARGO!

  189. BigTed
    September 9th, 2007 at 3:54 pm [Reply]

    You’ve been reading “Calvin,” Chennux? That’s a sign you’ve been on Earth too long… you’re slowly becoming human. Yes, soon you will find yourself weakened by emotion… especially the one we call love.

  190. The Divine O’F
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:09 pm [Reply]

    Secret Margo: Great RMMD dissection!

  191. The Spectacular Spider-Brick
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:14 pm [Reply]

    A3G: Know what I thought of when I read Eric’s “Tonight is for pleasure”?

    Here’s to 3-G
    Tonight is kind of special
    The blood will flow
    Must say something more, somehow
    Tonight, tonight
    Let it be Märgobräu!

  192. Tracer Bullet
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:17 pm [Reply]

    Heather is married to Magneto? Why didn’t he just fly home and crush Peter by himself?

  193. Galevav
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:18 pm [Reply]

    #158 – Actually, I didn’t know that it was in such high demand, and so easy to do. If only it weren’t so expensive to live there…

    # 117 – Other than not selling out his creation, there is another difference between Johnson and Watterson–when people think of Calvin and Hobbes, they get warm fuzzies. When they think of For Better Or For Worse, they get sick to the stomach. Watterson wins this one.

  194. SecretMargo
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:22 pm [Reply]

    187: I was surprised at her line, too, thinking the same thing. But thinking back, I recalled that Hugh had to be driven by Rex because he doesn’t have a car stateside — and looking back, I see that Heather refers to the car as hers when she’s talking about Hugh giving her a ride to “the plant” (little does Hugh know that the real “plant” is Peter!).

    Wheels within wheels to get wheels, I’m tellin’ ya.

  195. Spotted HØrse
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:26 pm [Reply]

    Man oh man. Too much snarkin’ goodness today. I gots nothin’, ’cause it’s already been said so much better.

    But… special shout out to #105 bats :[ for the Mighty Mighty Skillet o’ Justice Foob Edition, and to #133 SSB for the verry special reading of the olde tyme news-paper funnyes. And I very much enjoyed the toxic tire swing discussion yesterday. This is one interesting forum!

    Thanks again to Uncle Lumpy and GEC for keeping Josh’s house. Hooray!

  196. Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:33 pm [Reply]

    This will probably disappear into the mists of yesterthread, but…I view most of my Sunday comics at the Washington Post‘s site…or rather, I did do most of that viewing, until they redesigned the page to include annoying pop-up-in-page ads that freakin’ cover up the right side of the comics panel and cannot be removed by hook or by crook or even by actually clicking on them and ignoring whatever the ad’s for. (Perhaps we’re meant to send the company a check so they’ll release the hostage cartoon.)

    The point of bringing this up here? What – I need one? Regardless, I have one, or even two. First: am I the only idiot this is happening to (I’m using Firefox, most recent version, in (small quiet voice) Windows)? Second: I suggest we harness the mighty power of the Curmudgeon Community to besiege WaPo with irate letters expressing the view that their advertising at least allow us to view content. Third: there is no Spanish Inquisition. Fourth: Or is there some easy way to get rid of those ads?

  197. SecretMargo
    September 9th, 2007 at 4:43 pm [Reply]

    196: I’m using Firefox on Mac OSX, and I have the same problems — but only certain strips. I can see FBoFW and Lio fine, but Get Fuzzy gets cut off. Maybe it’s a formatting problem on the distributor’s side (they didn’t the get memo re: WaPo’s redesign?). It’s possible that if we specify in our letter writing which strips are affected, WaPo might be spurred to contact the oblivious distributor.

    Dean’s time tunnel works wonders for seeing Sunday strips illicitly at the Chron, and Seattle P-I also works.

  198. ForGarman
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:10 pm [Reply]

    196. If you’re already using Firefox, I suggest you install some variant of the Adblock plugin, which seems to work wonders for me: I can’t see a single advertisement on the Washington Post page(but I can, of course, read the comics). As a bonus, it can kill pretty much any other less-annoying-but-still-annoying ad of your choice.

  199. John C Fremont
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:32 pm [Reply]

    I’m not having that problem on the WaPo comics – but I very much dislike the new format. Regardless, I still prefer the WaPo and the Quinn Martin-produced Seattle PI (which STILL does not star Tom Selleck, thank you very much). My only quibble with the Chron is that I refuse to play that Sunday comics game. It’s a matter of principle, or something.

    I gotta go check on dinner now. I’m creating a rice of pipples!

  200. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:46 pm [Reply]

    #199 John Fremont. What in the world is a “rice of pipples?”

    Before I posted this, my thoughts were, “Well, I’ll post, and ask him. But wait, what if this is a reference to some classic cartoon that everybody knows but me? I will look stupid.”

    So to be safe, I Googled “rice of pipples.” Google came back at me with the question, “Did you mean ‘rice of pimples’?”

    Well, I’m sure your dish is delicious, but I have to say that I love the phrase “rice of pimples.”

    Anyway, what is it, exactly? Rice of pipples, I mean; not the other.

  201. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:52 pm [Reply]

    #193 Galevav. I think I’ve seen your moniker here before, but I didn’t realize who you were. If you’d like to ask me about Japan, I’d be happy to answer your questions. Your Dad knows my email, so maybe we should do it that way. Be sure to put your name(s) in the title of the email if you write to me!

    And True Fable, thanks for the Johnny Cash recommendations!

  202. SecretMargo
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:53 pm [Reply]

    198: Ooh, I just took your advice and downloaded that plug-in…..and now I feel like singing! I can see clearly now, the ads are gone…

    I may unblock the ads on this site, if only so I can feel good about myself for clicking through on occasion and adding to Josh’s revenue stream. But other than that — HOOO! It works like charm! Thanks for the tip!

  203. John C Fremont
    September 9th, 2007 at 5:57 pm [Reply]

    CrabbyGenes, I’m afraid “rice of pipples” is just a Bela Lugosi/Bride of the Monster reference. He didn’t actually say it that way, but don’t tell the gang at MST3K.

    I actually made chili, but I didn’t have enough beans and it was getting watery, so I threw in some rice. Didn’t turn out too bad…

  204. Skullturf Q. Beavispants
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:19 pm [Reply]

    Pear pimples for hairy fishnuts?

  205. Jamus The Bartender
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:20 pm [Reply]

    Wow…let’s see here….
    True Fable: I’m sorry about your back. I’m gonna send positive vibes your way so you get plenty of good drugs.
    Lynn Johnston. : Even though I had Dick Tracy sleeping under April’s bed and had Dick Tracy spy on dee in the shower, and had Dick Tracy get drunk with Grandpa Jim, and compared Elly Patterson unfavorably to Vito Corleone, I never meant it as a slight against you. I’m sorry your old man left you. These things happen. At least he didn’t sell all of your stuff and put it up his nose like….well…you know.
    Anyway, do what ya gotta do. Life goes on. And don’t water the lawn with the milk-eh.

  206. bats :[
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:25 pm [Reply]

    180. Chennuxfangrl: Argh! That chaps my hide, LJ’s *wussy* comment about Watterson and Larson. For several years, Gary Larson did benefits to keep the Scientific Illustration program going at the University of Arizona, when state funding started to dry up.
    Yeah, LJ does charitable things, too. Larson just didn’t feel the need to set up a website and advertise his largesse.
    She either just doesn’t get it, or she’s just pathetic. Probably both. What a hag.

    RMMD: On a lighter note, I’m wondering, given Heather’s pose beside the unconscious Peter, whether it’s possible to steal a glimpse of her big girl panties…

  207. Artist formerlyknown as Ben
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:26 pm [Reply]

    Oh my God! Is Heather taking a leak next to prone Agent Peter? That boy’s gonna have a little surprise when he comes to.

    As for Eric, gee, what does he mean by “Tonight is for pleasure?” Gee, it’s awfully subtle and ambiguous. Whatever this “pleasure” is, I hope it compensates for the agonizing pain that Margo will inflict when she finds out he’s been leading her on.

  208. commodorejohn
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:32 pm [Reply]

    #206 bats :[ – Damn straight. If there’s one thing that pisses me off more than LJ’s general hackery as a comic artist, it’s that she thinks she’s The. Best. In. The. Business. and goes around putting down artists six trillion times better than herself, and then when the titans don’t deign to respond to the flea, she thinks she’s won the argument. Pompous bitch. “Knock me off,” indeed – lady, if comics were selected by quality rather than potential to not offend anyone, your pile of Robin dung would come in somewhere behind frickin’ Crock.

  209. Artist formerlyknown as Ben
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:34 pm [Reply]

    #166 & 169,
    It looks like a propane grill. I think Eric may have a King of the Hill fetish. We’ll find out for sure if he starts adding “I’ll tell you what” to all his sentences and wants Margo to speak bad Spanish. Actually, that last part should be easy if Margo’s learned from her mother.

  210. bats :[
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:39 pm [Reply]

    207. Artist: that’s what’s buggin’ me (well, a whole lot of things bug me)….is it me, or does “Tonight is for pleasure” sound like a condom ad?
    (Now in Erik size…Drew size….and Thorax size!)

  211. Skullturf Q. Beavispants
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:40 pm [Reply]

    To be totally honest, I think Lynn Johnston’s comment about Watterson or Larson being “wusses” was meant more tongue-in-cheek, as an attempt to be lightheartedly humorous. Maybe she missed the mark somewhat, but I took it as just a passing remark, basically intending to say “Well, Larson and Watterson might get all the acclaim, but I wrote my strip for longer!” Which, in her defense, is true.

  212. bats :[
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:47 pm [Reply]

    Okay, so things have slowed down here a bit, and it’s been another afternoon with way too much sports on TV…I blame dedicate this to Dingo, who just had to mention CSI:
    http://www.flickr.com/photos/9545446@N07/1351994373/

  213. commodorejohn
    September 9th, 2007 at 6:47 pm [Reply]

    #211 Skullturf Q. Beavispants – Maybe if this were any cartoonist other than Lynn I’m-In-Charge-Dammit Johnston, but no, I’m thinking she was serious.

  214. Spotted HØrse
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:02 pm [Reply]

    #206 bats :[

    Chennuxfangrl: Argh! That chaps my hide, LJ’s *wussy* comment about Watterson and Larson.

    I hear you. There’s something of the fascist about our gal Lynn, what with her
    “knock me off the page”
    comment. And when I say “fascist”, I mean in the authoritarian sense, not in the brown shirt sense. Smug, that one.

    I very much enjoyed SecretMargo’s post of a couple yesterthreads ago, especially where he calls Lynn out for her “faux-naïve crap”.

    My sense of LJ in the past year is that she’s forcing the strip to simultaneously mollify and twit critics, and serve up glurge to gushing fans. Feh.

  215. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:13 pm [Reply]

    # 85 — True Fable, I hope you are feeling better and can more reliably get the painkillers you need. Curse the insurance people who prevent that! (And maybe my curse will have a little more impact because Iowa is a bastion of the insurance industry.)

    I thought of you at the goat workshop today. The goats did a great job of puttin’ the hurt on willow brush, but they got a little carried away with eating wildflowers. Not that I blame them. Managing land with goats is an art as well as a science, and it’s good to have more information to ponder. Also, of course, the goats were quite cute.

  216. Galevav
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:13 pm [Reply]

    #212 bats :[ – Masterpiece!

  217. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:18 pm [Reply]

    Whoa! The ONE time I don’t preview, and I pull a Charlie McCarthy with my son’s name. That was me, y’all.

    But Galevav would probably agree with me anyway, that is a choice Sunday-Panel-Snarktastic-o-rama piece of work!

  218. Little Guy
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:27 pm [Reply]

    Classic Peanuts: …and the Build Team declare this myth “BUSTED!”

  219. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:27 pm [Reply]

    Yay, Steve Canyon is back, replete with strong square jaws and bodacious tatas! Thank you, Humorous Maximus.

  220. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:33 pm [Reply]

    #215 Poteet, my queen! – Thanks a bundle, my dear liege, but unfortunately the situation got worse today. My choir director, bless her random kindness, gave me the funds to get my meds. I went in after church, and the pharmacist looked me in the eye and said not only can I NOT get my refill even if I have funds for the full amount; I can’t get them until the 18th at the earliest. It has to do with the last time I got a refill, and the estimated time according to the prescription that it should run out.
    I’m like, look, one of your own pharmies said it was a payment problem only, or I would have to wait till the 13th for the insurance to kick in. She said “No one here would have told you that”. I said well someone sure did. I left before I said something I would regret.
    Dammit.

    Ah, but I envy you the goat workshop! Ooooh liddle goats and their pushy ways! Good imagery for yoga as far as I’m concerned: I’ll think about a bunch of little goats tearin’ the hell out of a shrub, and be at peace. :-)

  221. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:42 pm [Reply]

    # 220 — Oh jeez. Sir Fable MTK, I sure hope you can remedy the situation tomorrow, literally.

  222. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:51 pm [Reply]

    Hey all, back at work!
    Bats :[ – I love your spin-off. Wonderful stuff. What program do you use for your work?

    Mr. Fable – Frickin’ frackin’ mutter grumble con-sarn-it, pharmie-phreaks. Humph. Blast them.
    I send you good vibes from the Gulf of Mexico. Think of the sugar-sands and the clean blue water and herds of little goats munching on the sea oats.

  223. M
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:55 pm [Reply]

    How come FBOFW doesn’t believe in words anymore? Seriously, almost every Sunday strip these days is one of these pantomime jobs. Is the writer incapable of writing a joke anymore? Or was she suddenly struck mute and now has a vendetta against verbal communication?

  224. Our Boarding House with Major Hoople
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:58 pm [Reply]

    Thanks Poteet!

    BTW- if you thought Liberty Meadows was nice today, check out Madame Jones in Steve Canyon

  225. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:59 pm [Reply]

    # 221 Poteet, my Queen! – As the good Dr. House once said, “I don’t have a pain management problem. I have a PAIN problem.”

    So yeah, insurance underwriters can play doctor by cutting off meds that warn on the packaging, “do not stop taking this medicine unless under the direction of your doctor.”

    # 122 Big Sims – thanks, buddy. I need the vibes.

    I wish I was an editorial cartoonist, or knew one. Anyone, anyone? Ed Power, Mark Tatulli, do you have any connections? Laughter is the best medicine, and I would love the opportunity to laugh at the absurdity of it all.

    The real irony of it all is, I work for a hospital.

    Paging Al Scaduto! Paging Al Scaduto! Have I got a TDIET for you…

  226. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 7:59 pm [Reply]

    #223 M Or was she suddenly struck mute and now has a vendetta against verbal communication?
    Oh please God – were it only so.

  227. Our Boarding House with Major Hoople
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:03 pm [Reply]

    M wrote:

    How come FBOFW doesn’t believe in words anymore? Seriously, almost every Sunday strip these days is one of these pantomime jobs. Is the writer incapable of writing a joke anymore? Or was she suddenly struck mute and now has a vendetta against verbal communication?

    Be grateful for small miracles…now if only Monday through Saturday were mute!

  228. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:08 pm [Reply]

    First Robin couldn’t talk, and now the whole family can’t speak a word. Frankly anything that prevents a strained attempt to explain a tired pun in the last panel is aces with me.

  229. Foolster41
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:23 pm [Reply]

    3G: Uh, are they going to make out on the tanning bed? That’s his big idea? That sound painful.

    FBofW: Yes, you are a very bad person, lumpy.

  230. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:29 pm [Reply]

    #229 Foolster41
    Earlier this thread I suggested it might be a coffin, but tanning bed works better.

  231. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:30 pm [Reply]

    Actually, I fully expected little Wobbin to be collecting poison ivy all along the way, and the last panel would show the whole family starting to itch (*scritcha scratcha claw claw claw!*) just as they got home.

    Maybe they’ll start scratching tomorrow… *evil laugh*

  232. The Spectacular Spider-Brick
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:34 pm [Reply]

    Skullturf Q. Beavispants @ 204 wins the Internet.

    Opus lives! Though, he’s not as funny as he used to be.

  233. alamo
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:45 pm [Reply]

    rmmd — where did the coffee cup come from? perhaps this query was formerly posed and answered. if so, nevermind.

    haha!! milt has chinnuts!!

    foobville follies: squirrel on tree — refugee from the lost forest?

  234. Allie Cat
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:50 pm [Reply]

    Hey – a follow-up from my Wednesday multipost about the jelly I entered into the Tennessee State Fair…

    The judging was today – and the good news is, I came in 4th. The bad news? There were only four entries in my category (Pepper Jelly).

    So. That kinda sucked.

    But on the up side, we got to see the goats, and that was priceless. I want one. But given that I live in midtown Nashville on 1/5 of an acre, that ain’t gonna happen, cap’n.

    Thanks to all for the encouragement on the jelly – I may not be the Aunt Bee for the new millennium, but at least I still have a clean, well-lighted place to snark.

  235. The Spectacular Spider-Brick
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:57 pm [Reply]

    True Fable @ 225: I can’t help you as far as knowing an editorial cartoonist, but if it would make you happy to read a boxcarload (hey, that euphemism actually works!) of editorial cartoons, Daryl Cagle’s site is one of my favorites.

  236. The Spectacular Spider-Brick
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:58 pm [Reply]

    Allie Cat @ 234: Which jelly did you enter? The hot one?

  237. The Spectacular Spider-Brick
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:59 pm [Reply]

    Damn it, if Josh weren’t back in town, we’d have another thread by now. You’ve spoiled us, Uncle Lumpy!

  238. EricSW
    September 9th, 2007 at 8:59 pm [Reply]

    Is it wrong to expect poison ivy? Probably not… if this was funky winkerbean.

  239. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:12 pm [Reply]

    #234 Allie Cat – 2 words: pygmy goat!

  240. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:15 pm [Reply]

    # 235 Spectacular Spider-Brick – That’s a good site, thanks! I had great hopes for the “Farm Animals” cartoons but alas, it was a cow, a pig, and a chicken only. Still funny, though!

  241. Uncle Lumpy
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:25 pm [Reply]

    #237 SSB –

    Damn it, if Josh weren’t back in town, we’d have another thread by now

    Oh yeah? Well if you guys weren’t so goddamn clever, Josh wouldn’t have to dig through 60 damn candidates to pick the Comment of the Week!

    So there!

    WHO WANTS ICE CREAM???!!!

  242. True Fable
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:48 pm [Reply]

    #241 Uncle Lumpy – Rex will!

  243. Uncle Lumpy
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:52 pm [Reply]

    #242 TF –

    I’m stayin’ away from that guy — he scares me.

  244. Big Sims
    September 9th, 2007 at 9:59 pm [Reply]

    Ice Cream sounds great right now Uncle Lumpy. I like peach and/or strawberry.
    Or chocolate.
    Or mango.
    Butter Pecan is good too.

  245. Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:05 pm [Reply]

    Re “which strips” at WaPo: I only got as far as the first one I wanted to read, alphabetically (Bizarro) – it didn’t occur to me to see if other strips were okay.

    But yeah: AdBlock is a good idea anyway. Still, berating the Post for blocking its own damned content (okay, it’s syndicated, but still…) might be a good idea.

    I know there are other places online to read it, but WaPo formerly had the most convenient layout and the most strips I wanted to read in one site – so that was my Sunday first stop. (The Chron thing, hacking the date, is annoying – and doesn’t work for everything, if I recall).

  246. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:06 pm [Reply]

    #239 TRUE FABLE, I am curious as to where you find all these wonderful goat pictures. I’m guessing that there’s a website “goats-dot-com” or something.

    If you want to be mysterious and keep it a secret, that’s fine; we all know how to Google. Just thought I’d inquire.

    And again, sympathies re your back and the meds.

    And hang in there Uncle Lumpy! By the way, are you off the hook as soon as Josh returns, or as soon as Josh posts his first thread? (I know he’s back; I’m just wondering what the agreement is between you two.)

  247. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:07 pm [Reply]

    # 224 — OBHWMH, I am very intrigued, since I have not seen Liberty Meadows today or almost any other day, though I did see Madame Jones. For whatever reason, you are very welcome:-).

  248. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:07 pm [Reply]

    TRUE FABLE, Or are they your own photos?

  249. Squid Countess
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:15 pm [Reply]

    #234 Allie Cat – I’m sorry you didn’t have better luck, but I enjoyed your original post about how one jar was too hot, one jar was too runny, and the third looked beautiful but tasted bland. I pictured 3 bear judges, each with a different jar of your jelly, saying, “This one!” and you receiving a landslide win.

  250. Gadge Cubic, Mole Preener
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:22 pm [Reply]

    #246. I think TF’s using the well-known site for goat photos – I forget the exact URL, but I think you’ll find it if you Google “goatse.” Image-googling will get you right to pictures.

    God I am so evil.

    PS: Do not follow my advice. I mean it: do not.

  251. Squid Countess
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:27 pm [Reply]

    The thing I don’t get about True Fable and his goat pictures is why no LOLgoats?

    Big Sims – Let’s hang out on the back porch in the soft breeze, eating peach ice cream and waiting for COTW, want to?

  252. Squid Countess
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:37 pm [Reply]

    Goatse, for those who are lucky enough not to know, is (are?) a photo of a person bending forward displaying a gaping anus of shockingly wide proportions. It’s really, really unpleasant.

    I tell you this, because “No.Really. Don’t look.” usually makes me want to look. And this is worth missing.

    If I can save one person cough*poteet*cough, I’ll be glad.

  253. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 10:44 pm [Reply]

    #252 Squid Countess. Thank you, thank you, for telling me that! I will be forever grateful. I might actually have done what Gadge suggested had it not been for you. Some of the stuff I have learned on this website, I do not want to know.

    #250, and to GADGE: You really know a gullible, naive Mudgie when you see one, don’t you? I so would have fallen for that! ;-)

  254. Poteet
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:16 pm [Reply]

    # 252 — Blessings upon you and all your squid, dear Countess, for saving those of us who want to be saved from that trip to Google. I have finally recovered from a few previous trips inspired by this site, particularly by that Mark Trail beaver story, and would like to keep my buzz unharshed.

    # 250 — Thank you, Gadge, for giving Squid Countess a reason to enlighten us. This site is better than that old Reader’s Digest Increase Your Vocabulary column:-).

  255. Skulking on the Outskirts
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:29 pm [Reply]

    Yeah, I made the mistake of googling ‘goatse’ some months back, and regretted it instantly. I wish Squid Countess or some other kind soul had been there to warn me off. There are some images that I just don’t need burned into my brain. Eurgh.

  256. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:35 pm [Reply]

    #254 Poteet.

    “This site is better than that old Reader’s Digest Increase Your Vocabulary column:-).”

    “Old”? In every Reader’s Digest that I’ve bought in an airport book store to read on the 12 hour flight, it’s still there. And I believe it’s called “It Pays to Increase your Word Power.”

    PS I won’t tell you what my score was.

  257. CrabbyGenes
    September 9th, 2007 at 11:36 pm [Reply]

    #256 me. Let’s just say, I did increase my word power.

    Well, a little bit.

  258. Poteet
    September 10th, 2007 at 12:21 am [Reply]

    # 255 — Thanks, C-G, I remember now. Probably I’m just a little bitter because the “pays” part seems rather mythical. The people I know with the best vocabularies don’t seem to earn tons more money because of their verbal finesse. Oh well. Back to the new thread!

  259. Jana C.H.
    September 10th, 2007 at 12:40 am [Reply]

    #28 GrabbyGenes– Anyone who got hit on the head with a cast-iron skillet with as much force as Heather used would be dead, no question. A possible exception would be someone with Paget’s disease, which abnormally thickens bone. (Beethoven may have had it; it can cause deafness.)

    Maybe the skillet was only aluminum and Heather is as much a weakling as I am, but judging from the force rays eminating from the point of impact, I don’t think so.

    Jana C.H.
    Seattle
    Saith Will Cuppy: Attila the Hun was an awful pest, but there are plenty of others. You mustn’t blame him for all your troubles because most of them are your own fault and the sooner you realize it the better.

  260. Jana C.H.
    September 10th, 2007 at 1:00 am [Reply]

    True, Crabby–

    It looks like we three should start a Shitty Bones Club.

    By the way, it’s still Sunday here in Seattle, so I’m not posting late.

    Jana C.H.
    Seattle
    Saith Sophocles: Let no one think the worst is over until he is dead.

  261. Hostrauser
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    There’s an eighth panel missing from A3G. It contains Eric and a thought-bubble that says “Wine ‘em, dine ‘em, sixty-nine ‘em.”

  262. Melissa G
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    Notice how most humans would think of “I love you” as being “those three little words.” Margo, however, is all about the material gain of title, status, and a willing man-slave!

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