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For as long as I can remember, I have liked cartoons. When I used to read the newspaper, my first stop would be the comics section. A number of years ago, I started collecting exemplars that I found particularly amusing, and since this has been a slow month for news (other than helping AJ move, having my boss at work conduct a surprise inspection, repairing my motorized bike, losing and regaining my computer monitor, cutting some rocks found along the highway, and tinkering with the lapidary shop configuration) I decided to share some of them. I'm sorry Ameilia, but there are no photos of people herein... You will just have to settle for snippets of philosophy.


The changes associated with aging are bad enough. If I were slated to live to the age of 150 things could get really ugly...


I also am too young to die.


Some of the best cartoons don't require a caption...


I laughed at my mother when she complained of age related maladies, even suggesting she was just making things up. Now the cold hard facts of life are coming home to roost.


This pretty well describes my experience when I fell in with a group of young cyclists.


Yes, I do have an affinity for odd looking bicycles.


Say, what?


People look at my old mountain bike and invariably think, "I wonder how many people were killed in that wreck..." That is because they don't understand my theft deterrent system. The bike has been hanging unlocked on the back of my car for the last 5 or 6 years, and nobody has condescended to steal it. Can you design a better system than that?


Only a cat person would understand...


Sometimes poetry (if you will allow me refer to a limerick as poetry) expresses concepts in a fraction of the words required by prose. I couldn't have said it better...


This reminds me of Jim...


If you don't "get it," no amount of explanation will help.


I suspect this resonates with most parents.


Some things you are better off not knowing.


Yeah, sounds about right...


Seems like a workable solution...


Terre, you were a teacher. Would you call his bluff?


Proverbs 17:17. ... a brother is born for adversity.


That depends entirely on your perspective.


Trying to give children detailed prohibitions is a waste of time. They can think of more caveats in a instant than the best attorney could in a month.


Sometimes a simple apology is not going to be enough.


It really is a can of worms.


If only it were that simple.


It really is amazing what people put on their public pages. The facility where I work is staffed primarily with young women, and they casually and routinely say things about themselves that are analogous to things that only God and I know about me... It really is a different generation.


If it weren't for cookies, oatmeal surely would have been mentioned in Section 89.


If I could find one like that, I might even splurge on it.


Illogical logic: A teen-agers' special gift. (Just you wait.)


Hopefully I'm good for something too.


Maybe just a little extreme.


Doesn't that sound like a good idea?


I sulk in the garage a lot...


Some understanding is gender specific...


See, I did need those socket wrenches.


If you're not willing to pay your cable company top dollar, you get to watch Marshall play Central Virginia College. And this description is pretty accurate...


Did you note any subtile differences in what you planned for your kids, and how things actually transpired?


Who is that guy in the mirror, and what has he done with my face?


I have acquired some proficiency at waiting. I won't bore you with the details.


Passwords: The bane of my working experience! Don't tell the people in IT, but I keep all eight of them taped to my monitor...


So, am I more like paper or plastic?...


If, at age 18, I'd have known what lay ahead, I might not have done it. The same is probably still true.


Some times wives are so hard to understand...


The fact is that you learned to be a parent by watching your parents. And the fact also is, that you didn't always see the best example. If they listen closely, your children can hear Grandma Bates disciplining Grandpa Allen, who disciplined Grandma LeFevre, who disciplined me, who disciplined you, until finally the wisdom of ages (or lack thereof) is directed at them.


Well, that does it for this installation. I hope you laughed once or twice. I did.




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