OK, guess what famous day today is!

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Yes, Folks, it’s PICKLE’S BIRTHDAY! Happy Birthday, Pickle!

My old friend Professor P. dropped in today with another load of tropical fruit. He grows it, you know. Thank God he didn’t bring any more lychee nuts. Frau Grace plants the seeds. She’s got about ten lychee nut trees in pots.

Those are nice looking star fruit, and they’re huge, about 5 inches long.

I updated my theme. Go back and see if the comments are appearing.

I think Delores has gone a little over the edge…

Aloha Oe

I thought that I had fixed the comments. I did some research and sometimes the theme that you use (there are hundreds available) messes up the comments. I updated the WordPress software recently, and I think that’s where the trouble began. Over the next week I’ll see if I can get a new theme to work. In case you don’t know, the theme is kind of the appearance of the page. If you look at a variety of different blogs, you will see that they have various formats.

See if this works. I checked a box labeled “Discussion”. I appreciate all your input.

What did I do all day? I filmed a new Pierre and Delores blockbuster. I’m beginning to think I made the wrong career choice. I was born to be a director. I really have to go buy a megaphone and a beret. I’m Ed Wood incarnate.

No, no commercial, not today. Back years ago I let my hair grow and then offered locks for sale. I think I actually sold two locks. Some people will buy anything.

Two readers said comments still weren’t showing up. I looked and it all seems ok. Is there a problem?

Look what Frau Grace found amongst her junk:

It’s the little bonnet my mother had on me when she took me for my Christening. I was Christened into the Methodist Church in Village Green PA. I recall that it was a beautiful old stone church set among big old trees with the cemetery to the side. Village Green was my childhood home until 1950 when my old man bought a trailer and moved us into the Florida swamps. three miles outside of Chester, which is the oldest city in Pennsylvania and it looks it.

My mother said that, as she was waiting in the pew for the minister to call us up, I got into her pocketbook and smeared lipstick all over my face. I was probably trying to eat it.

My old friend, Connie, whom I’ve mentioned before, told me about the time about 35 years ago when she stopped in a motel. They had one of those vibrating beds. You put a couple quarters in the slot and it vibrates for 15 minutes or so. She put in the fifty cents, and enjoyed it for a while. But then the damn thing wouldn’t turn off. She said it was vibrating all night long. She didn’t get much sleep.

In 1998 Ernie was named best newspaper comic strip by the National Cartoonist Society. My editor thought it would be a good time to have a promotion. His idea was to change the name to Piranha Club. I wasn’t too hot about the idea, but I said ok. The title remained Ernie in most of the rest of the world. Here is how it happened…

We just sold our house on the Chesapeake. It went something like this.  From September 1997.

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An Important message

Robert R emailed me that many of your comments have not been posted. Thanks, Robert. I figured it out. From now on I’ll check the pending category. Now those old comments have now been posted. Sorry.

This story got me thrown out of 15 newspapers.

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Pierre Gets a Haircut

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Time to throw out my favorite shorts. I’ve been wearing them for 28 years.

My sock drawer. 55 pairs of socks and fourteen orphans. You might think I live next door to Jerry Lewis. Is he still vertical?