My Mind Is On Work 7/5

🠜 Ladies and gentlemen, the President of the United States of America.

Two things. One, I find it very funny that we were all over Joe Biden about being old at age 81 yet we think Donald Trump was spry and youthful at the age of 79. If we had pictures or video of Biden slumped into a chair with his eyes closed like this, we'd demand his resignation and when he didn't do well in his first debate in 2024, we did. Yet we don't hear people demanding Trump's resignation for constantly dozing off and going missing for up to 4 days every month.

Two, you would think that someone as vain and full of himself would take better care to not be caught in these positions. Figure out his meds better, get more sleep, have someone around to keep him awake, whatever. But this just shows how much he does not care for being president. Sure, he wants to be president for the power, the money, and to keep from going to prison, but that is it. It's why he's not working on the shutdown and instead would rather spend time golfing, in Asia, or at Mar-a-Lago. He's talked about how he may not get into Heaven and that his changes to the White House will be his "legacy". Ok. Well, if you are worried about not getting into Heaven, maybe stop being a terrible piece of shit. Just a thought...

December 21, 1966

What? Brutus being rewarded about something at work? I guess that makes sense since he has a spittoon? Umbrella stand? Vase? on his foot.

What's with the Chris Farley-esque character in the group? And the woman that appears to be seven feet tall.

🎵My work is on my mind, and my mind is on my work🎵

It's nice to see some juxtaposition of Brutus at work. Early Brutus was a good employee but kind of bumbling. Today's Brutus is a complete buffoon.

THAIRsday

December 20, 1966

I don't think they wanted to get rid of "us", I think they wanted to get rid of Brutus.

Is Brutus using some kind of hair-growth supplement? Brutus should just embrace his baldness, but Gladys and Mother Gargle probably shame him about it all the time.

Kewpie Is for the Squirrels

Congratulations to those who won their elections last night. Unless you are Republican. If you're Republican then you are in a cult, your policies are bad, and you should feel bad.

Even though there were no major races in Kansas, we had a lot of city commission, mayoral, and school board races here. The pro-Trump candidate for mayor of Topeka lost which is good. I know being mayor of Topeka is a do-nothing job, but you still don't want a Trump supporter with even the made-up prospect of power. Plus, Republicans in our legislature couldn't gin up enough of themselves to further gerrymander the state so they can oust the one Democrat we have in Congress. They promise to do that when the legislature reconvenes in January, but we'll see.

Anyway, fuck Donald Trump and his three pieces of paper held up by Scotch tape with printed gold ink that say "The Oval Office."

December 19, 1966

Oh, this isn't good. This firefighter has a few things to learn. The Thornapples have lost everything and Wilberforce is clearly traumatized. And it's almost Christmas.

So what if Kewpie is burying acorns. What's it to you? Why so angry? Maybe those buried acorns will help out the squirrels when the snow falls and they've forgotten where they've buried their own nuts.

It's a Chili, Not a Stew or Witches' Brew

December 15, 1966

I should do this to my mother-in-law. Nah, just kidding. She's a delight.

Is it just me or is this funnier because Brutus dumps a bag of water on Mother Gargle? And you see the devil horns and sharp teeth, too, right?

What's the secret ingredient? Paprika? Cumin? Honestly, it's probably cinnamon.

Idea Man

December 14, 1966

Oh. You're bald. And not in an attractive way... I love how this strip is funny on multiple levels. First, her sneezing the toupee off. Next, her immediately becoming disgusted and leaving. Then, the toupee landing in the punch. This is all great. *chef's kiss*

"I'm sorry that you feel like I am ignoring you and shooting down all your ideas. Would you like to make a formal complaint? Just put it in here...IT'S A TRASH CAN!"

Veeblefester needs to remind Brutus that his job isn't to come up with ideas. His job is to make money for the company, and he can barely do that.

Doggone Funny

August 2, 1987

Did he run all the way back to the clubhouse to get that sandwich? I hope he didn't run to some deli that blocks away.

If Brutus is asking for a sandwich then why didn't the caddy ask him what kind? Liverwurst on pumpernickel sounds like a terrible sandwich. Is there a condiment on it even?

Brutus has never heard of the "sometimes dogs start looking like their owners and vice versa" trope? I find that hard to believe. I feel he's lying but why would he lie about something like this?

Kewpie's like, "If I ever start to look like anyone in this family, please kill me."

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Uncle Ted Would Still Have a Landline

December 13, 1966

The concept of a fraternal order of something is probably lost on the general youth of today. My generation barely knows about it from The Flintstones and their Loyal Order of Water Buffalo. Most people, even of my generation, were not aware of common place fraternal organizations like Kiwanis and Shriners or Odd Fellows. Yet it's 1966 and these men don't know this is a lodge outfit? He's dressed exactly like how I imagine a Grand Poobah would be dressed.

Hey, it's the first appearance of Apex Doob.

How did those kids get your phone number? Were they just calling people listed in the phone book? How'd those kids get a phone book?

M.W. Janes

M.W. Janes was born July 22, 1841 in Crawford County, Pennsylvania but spent most of his early life in Erie, Pennsylvania. He entered Alleghany College at 14 and graduated with a math degree. He served as a bookkeeper until 1861 when he was drafted into the Civil War. He was mustered out in 1863 and left for the oil fields. Around 1870, he came to Kansas and after a few years living in Topeka, settled on 1,400 acres overlooking the Kansas River in Wabaunsee County between Maple Hill and Willard. While some of Janes' land was used for farming, most of it was a ranch for raising Hereford cattle and horses, which he was proud to show off at local fairs. In February 1872, Janes and some neighbors established a ferry. It lasted about a year. In January 1877, he established the Rocky Ford post office with him as postmaster. It closed in April 1878.

Eliza Clark was from Mankato, Minnesota. They had three children. Around 1902, Eliza underwent surgery for cancer but unfortunately never recovered. She became an invalid and passed away January 22, 1905 of erysipelas, a skin infection. M.W. passed away in the early morning hours of May 27, 1907 after a lamp on his desk exploded.

The Janes Ranch was sold about two years later and today, much of the ranch is Miller Farms. Janes' massive house overlooking the river, no longer stands but the current house was built around 1942 and the large Janes barn remains.

Information and pictures of Mr. Janes, the house, and barn, from Early History of Wabaunsee County, Kansas, 1907.

The Children Are Threatening to Riot

December 12, 1966

I think I mowed my last for this season. I last mowed a couple weeks ago then Fall arrived.

You know, that tall grass will still be there after the Spring thaw.

You're out of candy? Then turn that porch light off and ignore the trick-or-treaters. You are not obligated to keep an endless supply of candy around.

For our last Halloween post is "Emily In the Cellar" from Liberty Horror #6 (2022). Emily has spent the last five years locked in an abandoned cellar. Why is she down there and will she be able to leave?

👻Happy Halloween!🎃

Halloween Eve Quickies

December 10, 1966

Why do you need your skateboard (skate board)? There is clearly several inches of snow outside and it's the middle of December.

He's gonna have a nasty bruise on his back.

Chip, coming up with the joke of today's strip: "God, I hope Muenster cheese is a good cheese to make a grilled cheese sandwich out of..."

Next up on this year's Halloween Week is my archenemy Capt. Kid. Capt. Kid goes up against the Ogre of Haunted Mansion! This story originally appeared in Captain Marvel Adventures #7 (Feb. 6, 1942) from Fawcett.