Archive for November, 2008

Scary Gary (11/30/08)

November 30, 2008


This strip is perfect for the Sunday after Thanksgiving. It’s the end of a four-day weekend and even though there’s food left in the fridge and football being played around the country, it all feels rather stale, like three-day-old leftovers. The festivities are over and it’s time to get back to work (not to mention gobs of holiday shopping). It’s last call for autumn so you may as well take a cab home and hunker down for winter.


Arlo & Janis (11/29/08)

November 29, 2008


I have a soft spot for animals who need homes, having found my boyhood cat in front of a neighbor’s basement apartment in the spring of 1990. Even though the cat was trained to use a litter box, my mom was unable to find anyone in the neighborhood who would claim ownership. That led me to think that somebody abandoned this cat, a young Calico that I named Tiger and who has lived to be nearly 19 years old. Today, Tiger is on her last legs and her body is wearing down despite a regimen of no less than four medications. She may not be around much longer, but ut I’ll always think fondly of her and thank my lucky stars that I found her when I did.

Candorville (11/28/08)

November 28, 2008


I love the dialogue in this strip, especially the description of Clyde’s day, which becomes more and more ludicrous as it unfolds. I think the turning point comes in panel two, when Clyde describes the diamond car he bought with his newfound wealth. Is the entire car made of diamonds, including the interior? That would make the vehicle awfully difficult to sit in, but with 12 killer dogs to tend to, that would probably be the least of Clyde’s worries.

Pooch Cafe (11/27/08)

November 27, 2008


I’ve never thought about why dogs chase cars, but this sounds like a pretty plausible explanation. I can see how, in the back of its mind, a dog would know that there’s no possible way to catch a moving car. This would give your average, run-of-the-mill mutt license to chase a two-ton steel “animal” without fear of recrimination. The dog in this strip just happens to recognize this and is honest enough to admit it to his fellow, perplexed canine.

Pickles (11/26/08)

November 26, 2008


I remember losing a lot of teeth as child, but I can’t remember ever losing a tooth. The promise of the tooth fairy kept me from misplacing any of my pearly whites. This was especially true since I didn’t have ready access to white kidney beans, nor would I have been under the illusion that I could pass a smooth, oval shaped legume off for a pointy, textured molar.

Pooch Cafe (11/25/08)

November 25, 2008


I’d never thought about the fantasy life of goldfish before reading this strip. What would constitute “livin’ the dream” for this most humble of housepets? A lazy, carefree swim in the gorgeous waters of the Mediterranean? An enormous fish tank complete with coral reef and other, more exotic fish? A price tag that read ten cents instead of nine? The world may never know.

Pardon My Planet (11/24/08)

November 24, 2008


Wow…this is actually a decent pick-up line. It’s timely, it’s funny and, given the right set of circumstances, it could actually work. But just as the government is in a position to dictate terms to those companies it decides to bail out, this woman is in a position to place demands on her would-be lover. If GM can be made to increase fuel economy, curb executive perks and renegotiate union contracts, then the least this guy can do is iron his shirt.