Saturday, April 12, 2025

"I thought I hid that box better..."

Agnes sits in a chair in front of a vanity laughing boisterously for two panels. "Go ahead and laugh, Agnes Dooley, but beauty with no brains are a dime a dozen!"
May 12, 1966
I'm guessing Agnes made a joke about her being beautiful, but also dumb. And she gave herself a real kick out of that! And I'm not here to comment on Agnes' looks. I think everyone in this strip at this time look like beasts--even the beautiful ones.

Brutus is standing at the bus stop talking to God knows who: "They say, life is a highway. If that's true, then my car must've ran out of gas."
Is this why he's taking the bus? His car is out of gas? Was life ever considered like a highway outside of the song by Tom Cochrane? Not that I can see so I don't know who this "they" Brutus is talking about is. Cochrane? Chris LeDoux? Rascall Flats?

Veeblefester and Brutus are standing at the coffee maker. "Has the investment advice magazine I recommended helped grow your portfolio?" Veeblefester asked. "I'm afraid my investment portfolio is doing so poorly that I can't even afford the subscription to the magazine," Brutus replies.
So Veeblefester suggested reading a magazine, but didn't give Brutus an old copy or gift a subscription? Is the magazine not available in stores? Can I read it online? Sorry, Veeblefester, I'm going to stick with The Motley Fool even though I still know nothing about investing or stocks.

Gladys is sitting down with a small box of recipe cards. "I just found this box of Mama's old recipes." "What a coincidence," Brutus begins "I just lost my appetite."
Cool, now we can make such favorites as Spam and Lima Bean Casserole, Igloo meat loaf, frosted ribbon loaf, and tuna Jell-O pie. It will be delicious. Weird, but delicious.