As a child, I visited Chicago’s Lincoln Park Zoo on a regular basis. I was particularly taken with the big cats, but I also liked the primates, penguins, giraffes, and hippos. One thing I did not like, however, was the Farm-in-the-Zoo. This underwhelming exhibit featured cows, goats, and pigs on a simulated acre of farmland, complete with a cherry-red barn. Cows are not particularly exotic, so I was always disappointed with the exhibit. Now if the zoologists had thought to replace the bovines with straw-hatted, hay-hauling orangutans…then they would have had something.
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This qualifies as too many LEGOs? Hardly. Sure, there may be a lot of blocks on display, but it’s not as if they’re stacked to the ceiling. From the looks of it, they don’t even occupy the majority of the room. These blocks have been used to build a small, deserted island, but that’s pretty standard in the world of LEGOs. And the pirate ship that’s big enough to hold a baby and a puppy? It might be a little over the top, but it’s not gratuitous. Unless, of course, the baby and puppy were also made out of LEGOs. That would indicate that these people had too many blocks lying around.
I don’t have a baby, but I do have a humid kitchen and there are times when the smell is comparable. My kitchen doesn’t reek 24/7, but every once in a while I’ll walk by the (completely closed) garbage can and catch a whiff of something foul. This tends to happen when the bag is full, but sometimes an innocent-looking bit of decaying food can overpower the whole room, even though it’s lurking at the bottom of an empty receptacle. And what happens when I pop the lid to investigate further? The funky demons escape and I’m forced to open the windows, of course (not to mention take out the trash).
Maybe it’s the fact that Lost wrapped its six-year run recently, but today’s Dog Eat Doug reminds me of the ambitious island drama in a number of ways. There’s the prospect of air travelers stranded in the wilderness, the unlikely presence of white, furry animals (think polar bears), and the spectacle of a hot air balloon (Benjamin Linus, one of the most interesting characters on Lost, introduced himself to the castaways as Henry Gale, an unfortunate soul who crashed on the island in a hot air balloon). But the real reason this strip reminds me of Lost is that it’s weird…and kinda cool.
One of the nice things about owning a home is having your very own backyard. Mine is small, but it was beautifully maintained by the previous owners. They even added a wood awning to the back of the house, and the thought of relaxing in the shade with a freshly grilled hamburger was a real selling point for me. Unfortunately, the awning was never finished. Two long pieces of wood were glued to the underside of the roof in order to give it a more finished look, but many more pieces were needed to complete the job. Now that I’ve moved in, a handful of birds have taken up residence in the crevice between the planks and the roof. I’m afraid that if I don’t take the planks down soon, their nest will grow to truly mammoth proportions.
Today was my wedding day, and maybe it’s the love talking but I don’t think it could have gone any better. I’ve been thinking about it ever since my wife and I got home and can’t help but marvel at the day. Even this comic strip reminds me of our wedding. The reference to Mt. Everest? That recalls our trip to the 94th floor of the John Hancock Center for our ceremony. The litany of deli meats, cheeses, and pastries? That suggests our buffet-style reception at a terrific Italian restaurant nearby. Today, all things make me think of our wedding and the wonderful people we shared it with.
Even though the action in this strip recalls the opening sequence of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, the very mention of the word “lost” has me thinking about another adventure. In just over two weeks, the final season of Lost will premiere and I will once again have a standing mid-week obligation to watch. Not even the inexplicable change from Wednesday to Tuesday night airings can dampen my enthusiasm. (Hey, the season premiere arrives one day early. What’s not to like?) And while I don’t expect every loose end to be addressed, I am hoping to learn more about the smoke monster, the role of Jacob, and the seeming resurrection of various characters.