A Pager? You Mean He's Durable and Reliable?

June 9, 1967

I think Brutus is more at fault than Veeblefester and his paddleball. That's barely a foot and Brutus Thornapple'd it.

Yeah, "fast-paced world of AI". Is it fast-paced if you have to correct what AI has messed up every other week?

I would give Brutus a raise and a promotion if he wasn't using AI for work.

$95 Sack

June 8, 1967

Is Brutus just chasing around butterflies? Is this his hobby?

I guess what she's saying makes sense. I would just more expect "How was I supposed to know..." as opposed to "I was supposed to know...".

Round up my total for what? For kicks? For shits and giggles? If you want to give $0.99 to a charity, then give it to me. I'm a charity case.

Close Enough

June 7, 1967

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I hope the screen door is all right. It seems like a quality screen door. Will keep people in and out of your house.

Mr. Gretch?

This comic took quite the turn. "Be happy, Mother Gargle, it's Spring! Spring is great! Give me a Shakespearian sonnet!" That would be like me going "I hear it's your birthday! Happy birthday! Here's a passage from Dostoyevsky!"

Who Moved His Cheese?

June 6, 1967

The idyllic calm of the suburbs were rocked today when the front drivers-side tire to a local...milk truck(?) inexplicably exploded today? Based on the information we have, the truck was just sitting there when the tire exploded. It caused local man Brutus Thornapple to have a little fright and spill his can of paint. The milkman was unharmed and unfazed by the incident.

"Why's he always complain' about work when all he does is watch rats run around? I thought he did something with tea cozies, whatever the hell those are."

You Should Just Sit In the Car In the Driveway Longer and Talk About It

I've been mostly offline this past week because The Born Loser has been in reruns so I got a bunch of posts scheduled and just focused, as much as I could, on my writing. It was nice not really knowing what was going on in the world. When I got back online Friday night, Trump was rambling about the reflecting pool and how it doesn't look enough like a hotel swimming pool and then on Saturday night he put on an elaborate stage play about how much we need at $400 million ballroom. I don't know. I say build that ballroom as quickly as possible and then just seal him up inside of it.

March 27, 1988

If Brutus can't make the concert, can the barbershop quartet still go on as a trio? Or, will the trio have to find a fourth and ultimately pull, oh, let's say, Wastrel Gravesite in off the streets to perform with them?

And you may question Brutus joining a men's group that sings, but I feel it's like when Bill joined the Harmonaholics on King of the Hill. He's lonely and depressed and this, inexplicably, gives his life meaning.

"You'll have to walk to Biff Hooper's birthday party." "How come?" Because the car won't start, you idiot! You should know this! You're sitting in the same car!!

Do guest have to be at the party at a certain time or they are locked out or something? "If I'm not there on time, Stephanie Lovelocks won't be there and it's not a party without Stephanie Lovelocks."

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Sure, Bring Back New Strips On a Friday...

Gotta get a new Arbor Day strip out, I guess. That is a very important holiday.

I get that this is supposed to be cute and sweet (I guess, whatever) but I'm going to direct this question at Wilberforce: When have you ever seen someone water a tree? Don't give us that smile, Brutus. This isn't cute or funny.

Are We At School On a Sunday?

March 20, 1988

I can't tell if this is sucking up or if Veeblefester tells his employees to do this. Either way, it's very demeaning. Although, I will find it hilarious if Veeblefester told everyone to call and wish him a happy birthday knowing he changed his phone number and didn't tell anyone.

I surprised whoever this is stayed on the line. I have no patience for telephone bullshit.

About every couple of years, there is some discourse (I know, right!?) online about how true Paul Revere's ride was. No, it didn't happen exactly the way the media and Longfellow's poem said. Revere was joined by William Dawes, Samuel Prescott, and Israel Bissell who went down different routes. He also didn't shout "The British are coming!" as this was all supposed to secret and yelling that would've alerted British sympathizers as well as patriots. Anyway, the Internet was the best thing to ever happen.

Frankly, the teacher should be surprised Wilberforce got the actual poem correct. It is Wilberforce after all.

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We Talking About Work On a Saturday?

June 5, 1967

I am all for scouts leading old people across the street and them falling into a manhole, but how do you miss a hole that big in the street? It's a good thing she caught herself, otherwise, she'd be dead.

"Lots and lots and lots... He had, like, nine 'lots' in there. It was 80% of my review. Then he snorted and said 'We're done here'."

"There's room for improvement..." Ok, that's fine. But what could I be doing differently? I've been doing this job for 20 years and no one seems able to help me improve...

Have you read the new Chris Welkin, Planeteer for April 1952 from last week? Well, get on it!

Friday Quickies

June 3, 1967

I don't think that fish will be able to feed all four of them. Hope they brought a lot of beans.

Gladys is probably arguing about why Brutus doesn't style his mustache anymore.

We're Still Paying Off Our Last Dream

June 2, 1967

Look, if you two want to see each other while wet and dressed only in towels, you don't have to go through these elaborate lies. Especially since you're doing it out in public anyway.

"They"? Who's "they"? Weinermeyer's? They're okay, I guess. I feel their products have gone downhill in the last couple of years. Probably something to do with Covid and supply chain or whatever.

"A new washer and dryer would be a dream..." Aww, what a sad dream.