Buddy's Blog

My dear mother would have been 115 this year. When I was a little kid we were living in a tiny trailer on Anna Maria Island. We had running water, but it was so full of sulphur it was horrible to drink. We had no septic tanks so we had to poop in pots. Here’s a photo of my mother talking to a neighbor in the morning on her way to the dumping station.

I’m certainly my mother’s son.

With a couple of our pet raccoons

I couldn’t have had a better mother.

How humiliating! But it gets worse.

Mighty tasty!

Oops. I see that I missed the first strip in Arnoldine’s prom story. Here it is…

I think Arnoldine is my favorite character.

Guess what! Today is National Cartoonists Day! That’s what they tell me anyway.

It’s that time of year. All the high school girls (except the cheerleaders) are sweating bullets!

From Phil B