Monthly Archives: December 2019
Yes, folks. It’s that time of year. The time of the ANNUAL SLAUGHTER OF TINY LITTLE CHRISTMAS TREES! By now everybody must know what I feel about that! If you don’t know, I’m the world’s most inveterate, pathological tree hugger! … Continue reading
He’s 33, maturing slowly.
Here’s a better view of my garden piranhas. By the way, guess who gave them to me about 8 or 9 years ago. Cheeseman’s assistant masked superhero, Pickle.
Check out the job I did on the front of my house. . . . . Beautiful! The neighbors love it too. I heard one of them say “Can you believe that?!” Notice my three garden piranhas guarding the display. … Continue reading
I’m starting my Christmas story from 2004. Most people don’t realize what a hard time Santa Claus has running his business. Long hours, disgruntled employees, and he hasn’t made a profit in 2000 years. If you haven’t noticed, Santa is … Continue reading
All I did was cut the grass and wrestle a Christmas tree. Lucky you. The books should be arriving now. Unless you live in some foreign country. I was asked to post this first Sunday. Remember, if you have something … Continue reading
I spent all day trying to balance my darn ceiling fan. Hey! Not bad! I think I must have used this gag at least three times over the years. It’s hard to remember over 12,o000 comic strips.
Florida used to produce the best oranges on the planet. Over the past several years we’ve had a citrus canker which has devastated the crops. Check the Wikipedia article. Here’s a truck full of oranges heading for the Tropicana plant … Continue reading
Herbie shops at Costco, too. Costco is the only place I can buy wide toilet paper. That’s the main reason I go there. I used to buy roast duck and anchovies at Costco up north, but they don’t have them … Continue reading