Forgetful Saturday
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Pluggers, 10/25/25
Pluggers are exhibiting signs of senile dementia, and it’s beginning to have a negative impact on their day-to-day life. Look at this guy, he’s staring at the side of his watch as if that’ll tell him what’s going on. It’s very sad!
Judge Parker, 10/25/25
Speaking of forgetting things, I breezily posted “Pet squirrel? Before my time” in response to Neddy telling Charlotte that she and Sophie once had a pet squirrel, sort of, only to have many faithful readers point out to me that, in fact, this storyline was from late 2014 and early 2015, which was very much during my time, as it happens! The short version is that the Spencer-Drivers got an RV but squirrels attacked the engine, and Sophie adopted one that she called “the Dude,” and it got lost but then later found. Now, none of that is very likely to happen in real life, but I have to say it’s infinitely less likely that a child Charlotte’s age would only pretend to go into paroxysms of glee over getting a pet squirrel, then later say with an eerily calm demeanor that her little meltdown had simply been a test to see if the adult caring for her was honest and forthright. I don’t think that’s the sort of thing that happens at all, if I’m being honest.
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Judge Parker:
“With that kind of motivational complexity and artifice, you’re actually 35 years old, aren’t you, Charlotte.”
JP: I’ve seen children behave like Charlotte before, but only in horror movies like The Omen and Children of the Corn. Maybe Judge Parker is setting up a Very Special Halloween Episode?
JP: Well, if nothing else, the dresser behind Charlotte seems to be amused by her passive-aggressive antics.
JP: A six month arc’s worth of strips featuring Charlotte outwitting Neddy on the daily is… not so bad, actually.
Judge Parker:
“See this piece of furniture behind me, Neddy? — it holds historical information on our GNP; a compendium of information on batting and pitching records for baseball players; and graphs and charts on our rate of inflation and unemployment rate.”
“Why is that, Charlotte?”
“It’s the ‘Bureau of Statistics‘ !”
Pluggers aren’t sure where they are either. They thought they had just stepped outside to bring the trash to the curb, but now they seem to be on some dirt road with no house in sight? How long have they been pushing that trash bin? Is this still even Pennsylvania? Pluggers have a lot of questions.
JP: “You want to know how little I actually care about squirrels? I’ll give you a clue: I didn’t get this soup out of a can…”
Come to think, I’ve also seen that Pluggers
jokecaption before. Maybe the cartoonist is also getting forgetful, and readers like Eric Clapper of Loysburg are snickering as they send in a year-old strip to see if it gets used.Pluggers:
You know you’re a Plugger when you take the trash out days in advance of collection time — so as not, G_d forbid, to miss that important Moment of Retrieval — thus allowing nocturnal pests like raccoons and opossums to tear the contents of waste disposal receptacles to shreds in the interim and turn the neighborhood into a landfill.
Pluggers: Also, there’s no date on this guy’s watch — so if it says “11:05,” I guess he’s waiting to put the garbage out on November 5th. And all the eggs on the side of his house on October 31st will really smell up the place for a few days.
Judge Parker: “Can you trust me? I’m over here eating oatmeal with a fork, so I would say absolutely not.”
Family Circus: Aww, it’s so cute — li’l Jeffy is developing his first body dysmorphic disorder!
Judge Parker:
“Neddy, what will come first? — world peace, or plot resolution of any story arc depicted in this strip at any time from August 22, 2016 to the present?”
MW: “I can only hope to someday attain what Olive has.” Says Jeff as he drives around the harbor in his million-dollar yacht.
JP: Charlotte’s a wee bit creepy. Maybe get her a Talking Tina doll?
MW: I had to triple-check the drop-down menu to make sure I had today’s strip, because it’s virtually indistinguishable from yesterday’s. And Thursday’s. And Wednesday’s.
MW: As Jeff and Mary continue to express their shared wisdom about the pace of psychic development along the vast timeline of human evolution, Daisy sinks slowly to the floor with a quiet moan of desperation.
Luann: Well, that was pointless and stupid…
@Ken: Of course they are. On that day, Neddy will wake in the middle of the night, come downstairs (despite the cabin only having one floor because Shut Up) to find the raspberry-haired brat standing before the front door, a bright glow coming from without.
‘Mommy’s home…’ the brat will say with her eerie calmness before the door gets blasted off its hinges and through the smoke and debris will step CIApril, who has had thrilling adventures and escapes all across Europe as she fought to get back to her daughter, all of which happened completely off panel and will never be mentioned again as CIApril scoops up her brat and simply says ‘Let’s go home…’
Starting November 3, we go see just how pissy living in beautiful Norway away from Glucas has made Sophie.
JP: I just realized that, Judge Parker being… what it is, Charlotte’s “if I can trust you” can only mean that she knows where her parents are — they probably sent a Morse code message to a micro-receiver implanted in her teddy bear — and needs an adult-ish person like Neddy to buy the tickets and travel with her to their hideout in (spins wheel) the Mato Grosso.
@The Quiet Man:
So, virtually indistinguishable from any other Luann strip then?
@Charterstoned: #13
I…I tried..I honestly tried…
Maybe I’ll go see what Dawn and Wilbur are up to.
JUDGE PARKER/MARY WORTH: So..um…these are just the origin stories, yes? The prologue to the inevitable moment when Olive (optimistic but naive psychic wonderchild) meets Charlotte (cynical, hardened, worlld-weary daughter of a CIA Agent) meet to form their own action-adventure biddy comedy, right?
There is no effin’ way pluggers don’t have wall calendars that they write a big X on at the end of each day, with each garbage day for the coming year dutifully written down immediately after they buy the calendar in October.
@Daisy: GAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!
In evolutionary terms, Olive is as far above us as we are above the sea slug. Speaking of which, what’s tonight’s special at the bum boat?
FC: Jeffy has stumbled onto the century old problem of fitting gravity into the quantum framework of space-time.
@Hibbleton: Well, if you want to talk in evolutionary terms, I think this would be an apt point in the plot line for Jeff and Mary to slither back into the briny depths from which they came.
Pluggers: Yes, Pluggers probably missed “Garbage Day“. These elderly exurbans probably didn’t have broadband until the mid 2010s, too late to enjoy classic YouTube memes like Charlie Bit My Finger, Sonic Sez and Garbage Day. When it reappeared on their Facebook Reels, no doubt recaptioned as Ring camera footage of the shocking crime in American cities, they had no clue what was going on!
JP Note to self: if a soap strip suddenly starts to show age-appropriate behaviour of a kid, it just means they’re setting up an even worse way of showing they they don’t understand children at all.
Yeah, I’m now betting on Charlotte having some Spy Kids plan to go find her parents
BB I know Saturdays are where cartoonists bury their weak ones, but not only is there nothing joking about Beetle’s observation, I thought Pvt Romeo (or whatever his name is) (1) had a lot of dates (2) was as interesting as every other character there (3) did act non-boorishly and (4) acted like he did the usual for dates like paying.
Pluggers depend on their neighbors’ wheelie bins being out at the curb to remember trash day, which works fine unless all their neighbors are Pluggers too.
Lockhorns: That’s it, thug life is officially passe.
H&L: It is sort of refreshing to ask “How are they even married?” of the secondary couple, not the main couple. (Looking at you, Leroy and Loretta.)
Gasoline Alley: Extending the diner’s hours to second shift? In GA are diners traditionally only open for breakfast and lunch?
Crankshaft: This new God’s Not Dead movie is gonna blow chunks.
FC: Thanks to his miserable cleanliness habits, the tapeworm says his feet are the same time as they were back in February.
Blondie is never gonna get grandchildren if you keep doing this, Dag. Why don’t you build a front porch with a glider swing?
Pluggers – For a plugger, “garbage day” is the day they paw through the garbage looking for good stuff to eat. Because they’re dogs! And bears!
Some watches have the day of the week expressed as an abbreviation on the side (MON, TUE, WED, etc.) and the people who would wear them would be Plugger age (my mother, 72, had such a watch though she’d look at her iPhone now like anyone else lol.)
It is valid to look at the side of your watch for the day of the week is all I’m saying. Valid cartoon, though I doubt any real Plugger would actually miss garbage day
@Bob Tice:
“I could tell you. But I’d have to kill you.”
Don Abundio, translated:
“Why are you such good friends with Juan S. Perfil?”
“I think we have a lot in common”
“Juan is famous for being a movie star…”
“And you?”
“Well, I’m famous for being a lecherous rich bastard!”
Judge Parker:
“I have to say, Charlotte — you’ve got that Keane painting-like ‘waif’ look downpat. Whom are you going as for Halloween, anyway?”
“Nadia Comaneci!”
Pluggers-They should do what people in my neighborhood do. Put the garbage can out and leave it out.
Dustin-Meg knows how to raise people up.
MW-“We’ll have to be nice to Olive so she doesn’t send us to the cornfield.”
BB: The answer could be right in front of iyour eyes if you let it.
@ValdVin: re:Pluggers … or if they live in a city with more than one trash company and they have to remember which of their neighbours have the same trash day as them (yes, I’ve lived in such a place where you have to pick and set it up – so. many. different. utility. bills.)
Beetle~ I’ve never seen lower hanging fruit in my life.
@Peanut Gallery: Oh. This makes sense. I mean who wears low cut, short skirted evening dresses at a bus stop while cooing at passing men? Maybe the strip should be called Juan Abundio!
Pluggers is even more sad if you consider that while a Plugger almost certainly would own an analog watch, they equally certainly wouldn’t own a watch fancy enough to have a day-of-week complication. In fact, no true Plugger would tolerate a “complication” on any piece of equipment they own, especially if it means paying more for it. This Plugger is far enough down the dementia road that he’s acting out a gesture from his younger pre-Plugger days when he could both afford and desired better things. And yet, he apparently is still forced to live on his own.
Appropriate that Halloween is just around the corner; this is one of the most legitimately horrifying Pluggers entries to date.
@CanuckDownSouth: Saint Paul? We’re better now. First the city assigned each garbage hauler its own blocks with a single garbage day for the week. That went on for a few years snd now the city has a single vendor and each block got to keep its garbage day, and we pay through assessments.
Not quite to the point of having it rolled into our property taxes, but baby steps, baby steps.
MW: the boat suddenly changed shape and design between today and yesterday. Somebody call the Continuity Police!
The Plugger’s watch doesn’t need to tell the date. He hasn’t yet realized that he missed Garbage Day, and he’s thinking “It’s eleven o’clock. Why isn’t the garbage truck here yet? This is my only human contact!”
JP: So… it was just a “test”.. a TEST!! Well,YOU tell that to those dozens of *@$!%$# Squirrels clamoring outside our office! YOU tell them there’s no Dude Redux after all!
We had set up to do DNA testing this morning – we had hoped to add historical consistency and authenticity to the comic by casting an actual descendant of THE Dude for this wacky, yet charming, adventure. But all for naught. Intern, I guess you’ll have to go to the door and give ’em the news. Tell ’em they won’t have to interact with that creepy little juvenile – that should soften the blow… I’ll have the first aid kit ready…
@Ken: Doggone it, I think once again you figured it out before I could. If your theory is correct though, the raspberry-haired brat doesn’t need a dullard like Neddy to buy her plane tickets. She can just pull a Maculay Culkin in ‘Home Alone 2’ and contrive to get them herself with the credit cards she lifted from Grampa’s wallet while he was ‘too full of sadness’ to notice.
I’d say she just needs Neddy to read the note saying ‘Gone to find Mommy and Daddy. Don’t forget you owe me a pet squirrel!’ but we know Neddy doesn’t read, so I really don’t know what Neddy is even doing here, to be honest.
@2+2=7: Speaking of dullards… You are of course right, which makes this even more frustrating because as low-rent and contrived as it was, these past two weeks showed the Evansii making their ‘best’ efforts to do something even a little outside the box. A perfect opportunity to shake up the status quo, but nope, “It was all a dream….”
@Peanut Gallery: Jeez, I looked at some old Mr. Abernathy strips and the man gets laid like a carpet.
BB: Lt. Flap has an 11-inch penis.
@The Quiet Man:
which makes this even more frustrating because as low-rent and contrived as it was, these past two weeks showed the Evansii making their ‘best’ efforts to do something even a little outside the box. A perfect opportunity to shake up the status quo, but nope, “It was all a dream….”
It was a Wizard of Oz
whole-plot ripoffhomage, of course it has to end on a “it was all a dream… OR WAS IT?” bit. (Sad they omitted the “or was it” part. Heck, Wizard of Oz usually does it by a “And you… And you… And YOU were there!”, which would have been fun because it would have lead to Delta’s return actually being permanentwell, assuming the Evansii did anything with Delta returning, which is doubtful)It also was trying to say something about A.I., but heck if I can tell what it was?
… I kinda liked the “Emerald City => Eco-City” thing, but it’s weird the Evansii didn’t lean into the implications of that (ie, it’s usually revealed that the Wizard lied and that the city isn’t really green, he just uses tricks to make it appear so)…JP: Neddy to Charlotte: “Is this your way of having fun?”
Charlotte to Neddy: “I might suggest that making me eat the world’s most unappetizing-looking bowl of oatmeal is your way of having fun, but more likely it’s just incompetence.”
@richardf8: Noooo … this was worse. THREE garbage companies *simultaneously* could contract with the municipality (one near St Cloud) and so *each* one had a route through each street. You had to call, get rates, decide, get set up … and make sure you put out your bins on the day for *your* company on your street. Plus you have the added fun of a garbage bill completely separate from your water/sewer with the city. I think they’re now down to two options.
Luann: Luann’s time with Bernice is so massively uninteresting she fell into a psychotic funk instead of interacting with the Queen of Bitchiness sitting next to her.
JP: At first I thought Charlotte’s disturbing unchildlike behavior was just terrible writing. But now that I know she can behave like a child but chooses not to….well, frankly I’m a little terrified. It’s only a matter of time before she goes full Bad Seed on everybody.
Pluggers are so old and lazy that not only do they not have jobs, they don’t have any other activities and interests that would help them keep track of the days of the week.
@50 TheDiva: on Pluggers: Don’t hold back. How about, “Pluggers are so old and lazy and so abhorrent in every way possible that they don’t have any other activities and interests or people in their lives at all that would help them keep track of the days of the week until their inevitable, solitary painful deaths after which their pets eat their lifeless bloated festering bodies, though it’d be difficult to identify the death-related bloating and festering from their normal states of being.”
C’shaft: Yeesh, Batiuk can’t even do a standard lawyer joke properly.
Dustin: I don’t think a person who spends her days scrolling on her phone and insulting people should be throwing stones on this particular topic.
GT: “Roxy! How have you been? Still demonically possessed, I see…”
HotC: This is a repeat from five years ago, but I still can’t help but feel cognitive dissonance that none of these girls is dressed like a member of HUNTR/X.
Luann: What the Hell was THAT?! It wasn’t a good Wizard of Oz/Wicked spoof, it wasn’t a good commentary on AI art, it wasn’t visually interesting and it sure as Hell wasn’t funny. I don’t think it’s possible to make anything more incompetent without actually trying to be incompetent.
MW: Why is the Good Ship Compensation proportioned like a Fisher-Price bath toy?
@TheDiva:
Even the Trufans are happy this story is over.
MW- So when is Dr. Jeff gonna learn that he’s never going to score with Mary?
@54 Anonymo us: Never. Dr. Jeff has neither memory or pattern recognition.
Pluggers: Even the intended effect is nonsense here. Standing by the trash cans waiting for the garbage truck like it’s Santa Claus isn’t a behavior. This guy is either a delusional ex-watch model or he’s nothing.
CS: Of course, Mr. Crankshaft, your case will be handled by one of our junior partners, Bob Cratchit.
Phantom: Jeez, guys. You’ve got him outnumbered over ten to one. Just rush him as he opens the cell door.
Luann: Called it from day one.
Pluggers: Watch? This plugger don’t need no stinking watch, and even if he did, it’s facing the audience, away from him. That there dog man is clearly marking the passage of days by consulting his freckles, which…he also can’t see because of his fur…You know what? I give up! The world makes no sense, and neither does Pluggers. You wind this round, vague existential-dread-inducing dogmen!
Judge Parker: I’ve also laughed at the folk belief that gingers have no soul, but Charlotte? Charlotte is making me reconsider. Of course, neither does anyone else in Judge Parker, so she’s at no particular disadvantage in that regard.
Pluggers: There are digital “memory” clocks available that show not only time but month, day, and year, as well as day of the week. There’s also a graphic indicating morning, afternoon, or night. I think they have timers to set, so there could be a reminder for.garbage day. Two problems: they cost money, and someone would need to set it up.
Tomorrow in Rex Morgan M.D.
Baja Gaijin‘s Late Thread Cuisine makes a guest appearance.
JP: I tamed a squirrel when I was 12ish. It’s not hard it’s no big deal and the squirrel can stay outside. I’m not am Olive.
@61 Sequitur: Do you mean that in a good way or a bad way?
@63 Baja Gaijin:
You’ll see.
JP:
“Bad! Bad! ‘Dude’ looks like a lady! Bad! Bad! ‘Dude’ looks like a lady!”
“Charlotte! — control yourself!”
Crank: “Not to worry, here at Marley, Scrooge and Billings, the cheapest of evil lawyer jokes takes precidence over textbook cases of conflict of interest!”
JP: Ces, I know it’s possible for you to write a weirdly precocious kid who still mostly feels like a kid, because I’ve been following Bettina in Sally Forth. Seriously, how much is Moy paying you for Olive to not be the least believable kid on the comics page?
SH: This actually was before my time, but based on what I’ve seen since, sure, the lab used to have a lab-elephant. Who is now a normally-proportioned human with elephantine strength. Why the hell not?
@Hibbleton: to#4.
JP: Charlotte is one unhappy, insecure little girl. Who has inherited questionable genes from both parents.
LUANN: Great to see Delta again. Hope she shows up in real time.
BF: can’t believe Benoitt is still texting her after she proved he’s dead meat in her life.
DOONESBURY: BD minus leg, day 2.
TG: Tina needs a “Get out of jail free” card
@Bob Tice:
#5. JP: good one, Bob. Glad we can get numbers despite BLS shutdown!
Hagar the Horrible: Kudos to Hagar for self-advocating in recognition of his own comfort zone and personal boundaries; kudos to Lucky Eddie for striving host social engagements in spite of his almost certain histoplasmosis infection.
Dogs of C-Kennel: Historians are unclear as to whether this was the first ever occurrence of an audible offstage canine orgasm on the newspaper comics pages, but there was unanimous consensus that, god willing, it must be the last.
But Josh, you’re forgetting that literally every person in this comic strip has some kind of severe, unspoken, untreated personality disorder! Cavelton might as well be—and might well be!—some kind of open-air asylum. Randy might only be a judge in the sense that that guy in Shutter Island was a U.S. Marshal!
FG: Flash is going to have some explaining to do when Bok asks him for his snowsteel shield.
MW: If Jeff’s yacht gets any bigger it’s going to put Captain Savarna’s pirate hunting vigilante frigate to shame.
JP: We must have missed the part where Neddy actually says no, because Charlotte is eating either soup or oatmeal, and whatever it is Neddy herself isn’t eating it.
@TheDiva:
Luann-This is what could be called a “Big Lipped Alligator Moment”.
9CL: Apparently Thorax now has a boy sycophant to ask him why he would say something so controversial, yet so brave.
C-Shaft: The Evil Lawyer is looking very smug for a guy whose entire practice is based on glitter.
DT: Hey, good news finally for Silver Nitrate. Since he’s not in on the breakout plan, he’ll have a lot more elbow room.
Dustin: (Paraphrasing) “not some kind of secular messiah” is about the nicest thing Megan has ever said about her brother.
GT: As a regular reader, I know that Emily is the ex-Mrs. Thorp, no longer using her slave name of Mimi. As far as who Roxy is and how they know each other, I’m in the dark.
MW: Breaking: Santa Royale today mourns the passing of physician Jeffrey “Jeff” Cory in a mysterious drowning. According to the testimony of Mary Worth, a condominium president and well-known local busybody, his last words before he jumped from the top of his superyacht were “We’ll get there eventually. We just have to believe in ourselves, and try.”
Phantom: Not sure the dad jokes are enhancing your air of threatening mystery, chief.
WofI: Okay, so who exactly is “he”? Because obviously he ain’t the king. And a private citizen staging a mass execution of the king’s subjects is guilty of treason, and subject to an ironic punishment.
@TheDiva: Yeesh, Batiuk can’t even do a standard lawyer joke properly.
Crankshaft’s municipality whose name I can’t be arsed to look up is an example of the smallish town that doesn’t have a large enough population to support one lawyer but has more than enough residents to support two or three.
@Liam: Luann-This is what could be called a “Big Lipped Alligator Moment”.
Does the tropes site have one called Big Waste of Everyone’s Time? Because that would fit even more closely.
@Artist formerly known as Ben: Roxy is an enormous movie palace built in midtown Manhattan in 1927 and demolished in 1960. It’s back, now, in Gil Thorp! Say “hello!” to Roxy!
BF: Benoit’s daughter turns out to be a seven-foot tall redhead with a hunchback. This mousy glum brunette in the cheap coat is a hired killer engaged by the spouse of one of the middle-aged slut’s conquests.
Lockhorns: Is there a joke today? I don’t see a joke. Also, the double-size blonde has an air of gravitas lacking in the usual supertall bimbos Leroy consorts with at parties. Like she’s a lower court judge or an anesthesiologist instead of a go go dancer.
@TheDiva: RE Luann: No, the “I think we’re AI-generated” thing totally made sense, because they became stick figures with heads and shoes, and famously, AI-generated images are extremely crude and look nothing like what they’re mimicking, which is of course why so many visual artists fear for their livelihoods because of them.
Uh, strike that.
But I guess that near the end, Greg and Karen did manage to remember they had mentioned AI earlier, so they should probably mention it again, hoping that two mentions would somehow spontaneously self-organize into commentary.
Belatedly :
Frazz : admits that Caufield is blatantly wrong about the stuff he talks about, but since he agrees with the sentiment, he just lets him rant away.
Though sadly only about what Caufield is blathering about today in particular, rather than in general.
R.I.P. June Lockhart
It’s not widely known, but Josef Stalin relied on the intuition of a calculating 5-year-old for determining who to trust or not. Really, look it up!
I hope you didn’t, because it’s bullshit, he just had everyone shot and didn’t seem to care for children! You’re fucking creepy, Charlotte!
@Artist formerly known as Ben:
Mon ami Artist, if I built an entire, apparently well-paying practice off of fucking GLITTER, I would be a smug man indeed.
@Just John: I think the closest is “Shaggy Dog Story” where a plot has a lot of build-up, but ends up very unsatisfactory or completely pointless in the end.
Late Thread Cuisine: This one has no eyes staring at you. I can make that statement with certainty about the entree.
@Baja Gaijin: Pollyanna Tuna??!! Looks like you have to play The Glad Game in order to consume it, finding something to be happy about, as in: “I’m glad those GRAY TOMATOES are just garnish so I won’t have to eat them!”
@Baja Gaijin: Also, maybe no eyes, but that slimy thing at the 6:30 position on the plate looks vaguely like lips. Of some kind.
@Baja Gaijin: Is the tomato so embarrassed to be garnishing the glop that it’s reversed-blushed itself to grey?
@Ukulele Ike: For a brief shining moment I thought that the tall hottie in The Lockhorns was the one who was given the option of an ankle bracelet, and that Hoest and Reiner had actually given her some characterization.
@A Grave Mind: I can see where you’re coming from.
@Charterstoned: Oh wow, Ms. Lockhart was a bona fide centenarian.
@85 Baja Gaijin:
Hmm. I think this maybe okay but I’m not sure about that weird colored tomato. The fruit salad may be nice. I really like banana and fruit in general.
Huh? The blog told me I was posting too quickly. I only made one post and since I’m on a phone it took me a minute to complete it.
Josh needs to find a better blog provider.
That Plugger isn’t checking his watch, he’s reading the tattoos on his wrist: “SHE IS GONE,” and underneath, “TIME STILL PASSES”
@Baja Gaijin:
Can we go back to yesterday’s Cauliflower Chthulu?
For those commenting about the Cuisine’s tomato, the original artwork was just a blob of fresh blood red. I went a bit too far backing off the reds to return the tomato slices’ details to some semblance.
@Sid, Agent to the Animal Stars!: I am so sorry about the disappointed Squirrel thespians. And the one chosen to play Dude would of course have been much more fun to watch than most JP two-leggers. You are correct, however, that the script would probably have called for some really creepy shit, whoops, I mean unusual interactions with Charlotte, and the Squirrels will be better off in other gigs. It’s too bad that MT has kinda gone off the rails, story-wise, and offers fewer leading roles than before. But it is still fun to see your clients as Foreground Fauna, and their performances are consistently good and professional. And they don’t have to interact with the extremely weird, oops, I mean interestingly colorful MT cast, a definite bonus.
@Sequitur: I see that message maybe twice a month. It’s always a mystery as to why, but if you hardly ever see it, you are doing well.
@Baja Gaijin: Most of the fruit looks appealing.
@Ken: Yeah, I used to like Charlotte, at least compared to the rest of her family. But now, not so much.
So long, June Lockhart. But Angela Cartwright is still the one I’d like to bone. (After 1970, of course, once she turned 18)
Speaking of which, is Bones Malone able to make the slightest appearance in Flash Gordon without commenting on our hero’s pretty face? I can’t tell whether she wants to have sex with him, or braid his hair.
JP: My mother used to vary our school-day breakfasts, but I remember sometimes eating some kind of hot cereal that was the color of whatever Charlotte is eating. The name of it is lost in my mind, like tears in rain.
@The Rambling Otter:
I think the closest is “Shaggy Dog Story” where a plot has a lot of build-up, but ends up very unsatisfactory or completely pointless in the end.
Ah, I see you watched A House of Dynamite.
OK, I added the original tomatoes, bloody and all, back to the Cuisine image. How does it look now?
@Poteet: Sounds like Wheatena.
@102 Baja Gaijin:
Baja Gaijin. Tomato Whisper.
@Baja Gaijin: Sounds, what you’re saying is, the gray tomatoes were a choice? Got it. They’re a perfect complement to the rest of the meal. What wine do you suggest?
After my mini-vacation it took a week to catch up on the comics and comments. One strange moment was reading a comment by Liam about leaving on a jet plane while the song Leaving On a Jet Plane played on the radio.
Rex Morgan – Obviously a publisher made an offer for Augie’s book #6. Not only that, The Boring Channel wants to buy the rights to make a TV adaptation. It’ll be the feature some Thursday, which is Out Like a Light Night.
Summer’s hairdo isn’t annoying like June’s spit curl. The ponytail is just extremely unbecoming. Even worse, it’s pulled so tight that she’s going to end up with a receding hairline all around her head.
Mary Worth – Reading two solid weeks of this platitude, praise, and glurge fest was almost too much. This is the most terrible, annoying story Moy has ever come up with. If Mary’s dear girl Olive ever shows up again, I will immediately order some torches and pitchforks. Who’s with me?
I unknowingly emulated Mary on my vacation – we took a sunset cruise, which was very lovely.
9CL – I saved a lot of time catching up on this – didn’t bother once I saw Thorax.
Non Sequitur – Same with Danae.
@105 Charterstoned:
This one.
@I speak Jive: Yay for mini-vacations, especially in glorious mid October. Where’d’ja go?
@108 Ukulele Ike:
Corn maze.
@Ukulele Ike: We spent a week in Hawaii. Our son moved there last year, so we were visiting him and our daughter-in-law. He lives on Oahu, near Honolulu.
FC – Jeffy will really be confused next week when he has to turn his feet back an hour.
Frazz – Stop encouraging that insufferable little shit.
Gasoline Alley – Did Doone (rhymes with Boone, in case anyone can’t figure out how to pronounce it) always have a giant Easter Island head? And now it looks like he’s a permanent beloved character.
Pluggers – @Liam: Anyone who did that here would receive a sternly worded letter from the HOA. Our garbage containers must be placed on the curb (not on the street!) no earlier than 6:00 pm the evening before garbage day. A few years ago we received a letter because we stored our garbage can in a place where it could be seen from the street.
You must not have an HOA. Be thankful.
JP – It looks like Neddy stocked up when the grocery store had a special on Cream of Poop.
@I speak Jive: Ah, Hawaii. My family spent a Christmas vacation there back in happier times. If my son had a Green Card, he would have stayed.
All this post does is confirm my suspicion what, while I have followed this blog since back when blogs were a thing and have loved every second of it, I can’t escape the feel that I have, indeed, wasted my life.
In other words, I REMEMBER THE ORIGINAL POST!
@I speak Jive: The more I find out about what HOAs get away with, the more dubious they sound. Sympathies.
@Rube: I was there before – in 2018 we were there in December but left before Christmas. It felt strange to walk around in shorts while everything was decorated for Christmas. I liked how the palm trees were encircled with lights. It was one of the nicest, most relaxing vacations I’ve ever had.