The dogs are probably dreaming about the lady falling asleep, so they can help themselves to her picnic.
The broad brush strokes don’t really give me a idea of whether there are treats for her canine pals among the goodies… looks more like tomatoes and other salad-y things…
But it still seems a bit nonchalant, maybe even brave, to doze in the presence of so many dogs … not to mention other park-dwelling critters…without closing the lid.
I remember having my first bowl of that stuff and went outside to see if I could
run any faster—it was my first disillusionment with advertising ….
One thing that WAS true was the original name of the Jets when it first came
out in 1957 or so: SUGAR Jets—-along with SUGAR Crisp and SUGAR Corn Pops
How this bird got its name — red bellied woodpecker — is beyond me; but this photograph is by Ron Jones.
This and other photographic prints of his are available HERE.
I have to recuse myself as a judge in this matter, having seen this “puzzle” before, and read the incredibly overblown psychological babble attached by the authors to the different responses.
There is no answer; it claims to analyse your personality by examining your choice of perpetrator.
It does this by attributing your pick to certain characteristics displayed by the children as drawn, which may not align with the way you see them at all.
Claude is lucky to have an ol’ lady who’s hip to his jive.
While I admit I can dig it, I think the only slang word they just used that I’ve ever said un-ironically is “bummer.”
The bummer is that I still say it.
I’ve never called anything “groovy” in my life, except as a joke… But… sigh…. I’ve called plenty of things “far out.”
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“Dreamers” By: Lisa Finch
Is that the Avon Lady? She has lots of dog cuddles when she gets home.
That’s an old fashioned picnic case, with plates and utensils strapped inside the lid.
I’m picturing wicker.
The dogs are probably dreaming about the lady falling asleep, so they can help themselves to her picnic.
The broad brush strokes don’t really give me a idea of whether there are treats for her canine pals among the goodies… looks more like tomatoes and other salad-y things…
But it still seems a bit nonchalant, maybe even brave, to doze in the presence of so many dogs … not to mention other park-dwelling critters…without closing the lid.
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“Ange” By: Sofia Linnea Rehn
Awwwwwwwwwwww………….
i knew you would sat that!
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I don’t remember Jets.
I don’t either. Had all the others, though.
I think my grandparents had a 1962 Pontiac Catalina that looked a lot like the car on the bottom right box.
The things one can find on the ‘net.
Well, if Rocky and Bullwinkle say it’s ok…
I remember having my first bowl of that stuff and went outside to see if I could
run any faster—it was my first disillusionment with advertising ….
One thing that WAS true was the original name of the Jets when it first came
out in 1957 or so: SUGAR Jets—-along with SUGAR Crisp and SUGAR Corn Pops
nope. it was only for indy-race-cars. that’s the only thing that would go faster.
Now the ones that had the evil word “sugar” in their names have become “golden” this and “honey” that.
Don’t get me wrong… they still probably contain all the sugar they ever did.
But we don’t call it that any more, to avoid pointing out that giving the kids that stuff for breakfast is like giving them a bowl of candy.
Honey is sugar anyway.
Sure, it gives them energy. For a little while, till they crash.
And nowadays the companies add a few synthetic vitamins so they can boast about it in big blue letters on the box.
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My mom used to occasionally buy some of them, but we got them as an after-dinner treat, for dessert, not breakfast.
I still like Sugar Crisp… pardon me, Golden Crisp…
But I never buy it. It’s hard not to eat too much of it, and ounce per ounce it costs more than Oreos, its likely nutritional equivalent.
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How this bird got its name — red bellied woodpecker — is beyond me; but this photograph is by Ron Jones.
This and other photographic prints of his are available HERE.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red-bellied_woodpecker
Okay, now I see the red patch in the one photograph.
Thanks.
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A, unless he’s suffering from depression.
Then both B and C did it.
/s.
I don’t really have any clue.
The cat did!
Take this bit of “PSYCHOLOGY” any way you want to (I’m going to look for Jimmy Buffet’s lost shaker of salt) .
I have to recuse myself as a judge in this matter, having seen this “puzzle” before, and read the incredibly overblown psychological babble attached by the authors to the different responses.
There is no answer; it claims to analyse your personality by examining your choice of perpetrator.
It does this by attributing your pick to certain characteristics displayed by the children as drawn, which may not align with the way you see them at all.
It’s convoluted nonsense.
I wonder what they would have thought of my choice. 😀
They “explain” all the children, as if those simple drawings give away the complete nature of each.one…
Then they assume that your choice provides an accurate overview of your own personality and relationship to others.
They never even consider that it could have been the cat, the dog, or even the mother…
Or that one of the children could have caused another to break it, say by accidentally tripping a sibling, or deliberately pushing.
Or that there’s a lot of difference between purposely and accidentally.
“AN unique?”
An old fashioned rule we no longer follow…
“An” before a vowel, any vowel.
Even when we pronounce it as though it contains a consonant, as in “yoo-neek”.
I’m still in shock from the first time I heard “an herb.” A nurb? what’s that?
…Dave’s not here…
Yes I am.
LOL…
But I think Cheech and Chong might be a small step off Claude and Clara’s radar.
Today’s strip is far out.
you’re the ginchiest
Has anyone, anywhere, ever used that word outside “77 Sunset Strip” … besides maybe a rabid fan or two, back in the day?
Not counting in jest, of course, so present company is excepted.
I had the feeling even then that they were trying to invent a teenage slang word,.and make it popular….
Which was weird cos they were old people.
Claude is lucky to have an ol’ lady who’s hip to his jive.
While I admit I can dig it, I think the only slang word they just used that I’ve ever said un-ironically is “bummer.”
The bummer is that I still say it.
I’ve never called anything “groovy” in my life, except as a joke… But… sigh…. I’ve called plenty of things “far out.”
And a few things “trippy”.
I know that’s no longer cool. Or even kewl.
I’ve always loved that song…
(The 59th Street Bridge Song)
I liked it too… But I always thought the “groovy” was kind of gratuitous… even a little cringey.
This is good! 🙂
Fault line from the Turkish earthquake.
WOAH!!!
I have to state that this big crack in the land was NOT caused the quake, but is the location of where the fault lines lie.
Whew.
But it does look as though it was at some point caused by an earthquake, unless something like a flood could make tectonic plates slip.
This is what passes for a sale on sugar these days.
the cliffords are ssssssoooooooooooo cute!!! bummer!
loved the dance video. that glen miller sure can play!
Clara was so happy about this conversation, she peed her pants.
Cleo, this is how we talked a few years ago………..I guess it was more than a few!
You made me go look. 🙂