Scalper

Is Mother Gargle a middle school student?

Brutus Has the Right Reaction

I've already talked about February and how it sucks. What else we got going on in this strip? I guess we got Gladys saying "Yippee!" about the weather. Look, I like nice weather as much as the next person I, nor anyone else in the history of the world, has ever said "Yippee!" about the weather.

That Poor Chair

Gladys saying that Brutus was the only one who would go out with her kind of knocks Mother Gargle's idea that Gladys could have had Elroy Fitzbew into a cocked hat.

Is Gladys cradling Brutus like a baby? Is that what's going on here?

Catch-Up Friday

Cool. So it's just noodles, bread, and a mixture of soups? That sounds gross but not really surprising coming from this diner. So really, Brutus could reply "How is being terrible at making food a surprise in this place?" I mean, he's probably already used to the body fluids routinely dripped into the food here so.....

I've had this pet peeve for awhile but I'm finally going to touch on it here. How do people think elementary school classrooms are structured? When people write about them, it seems like they model them off of middle or high school. Elementary school is just one long class broken into subjects. Art/music/gym are the only subjects where the kids change classes.

Maybe it's different in other places but I've been a part of the public school system for over 30 years and elementary school has always been one long class divided into subjects.

Free Feet Pics

Brutus is in his underwear. I don't need this today. Brutus thinks his life is unfairly rigged against him. I'm just logging on so I can do my...well, I don't want to call it a job...so I can have some sort of constant promotion for my writing and I see this. And I just have to take it.

That's unfair.

They're That Bulge of Fat Near the Armpits

Islands off the coast of Portugal.

I'm curious as to why Wilberforce cares about the Azores all of a sudden. Has he recently purchased a Porsche?

Sorry, I'm Just Gonna Snore. Get Used To It

What's the doctor going to do? Refer you to a sleep clinic and have you take a study to see if you have sleep apnea? There's not a pill that'll stop snoring. You can suggest those nose things and ear plugs but the solution is to either lose weight or get a CPAP machine.

Brutus looks shorter today. Maybe he's not wearing his lifts or something.

Be My Cherry Pie

Malon Burget was born in Indiana in 1870 to Frank and Margaret Burget. The following year, they arrived in Topeka where Malon's education was received at the Kansas School for the Deaf in Olathe as he was deaf and mute.

Every day for five years, 1906-1911, Burget sent a letter to the Topeka State Journal with a predication. Despite being deaf and mute, Burget and many other Topekans considered him a prognosticator. He would make predictions on sports, elections, and the weather. His biggest predications being that J.B. Billard would win the mayoral election in 1910 (he would and would serve until 1913), the Athletics would win the 1911 World Series (The Philadelphia Athletics would defeat the New York Giants four games to two), and that the opening day of the state fair would be a beautiful day despite local weather people saying it would be rainy (it was a clear and beautiful day).

Burget was a good friend of New York Giant and fellow classmate Luther Taylor and was a well-respected citizen of Topeka. For employment, Burget typically took odd jobs around the city and was employed for a while at the city street department and the AT&SF Railway.

Burget died of an illness at a local hospital in 1924 and was buried, in an unmarked grave, in Rochester Cemetery.

Illustration of Malon Burget from an issue of
the Topeka State Journal, 1911.

Unmarked graves of Malon Burget and his father in Rochester Cemetery.

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Mother Goose and Grimm

I guess this comic strip is over. I didn't expect it to end like this.

Isn't this how Cathy ended?

Daddy Daze

Someone needs to to tell the Daddy Daze creator that just because you came up with an entire Sunday comic while running errands in your car doesn't mean it's a good Sunday comic.

Mary Worth

I, for one, am very anxious to see Toby cuck Ian with Cal. Will Ian be into it? There's a part of me that thinks, yes, he would be. Sitting across the room with a glass of wine watching Cal rail his wife, thinking about grading papers. Perfection.

The Born Loser

Hey, it's some stupid made-up day of celebration. You should make a complicated dish that goes along with it! No, you don't get a cherry pie. Unless it's a cherry pie filled with dog poo and knives.

If you would like to support my writing or research, and that includes fan fiction of Toby and Ian's marriage, you can buy me a cup of coffee over on Ko-fi.

You're a Stupid Basketball Game

I want to know how Mother Gargle made it 70-75 years and doesn't know what overtime is. I also want to know why she's upset at Brutus watching the game. He's allowed to watch what he wants on his TV. Maybe Brutus and Gladys should invest in a second set.

And overtime is not at all like an encore. It's not like the Bulls and Warriors finish the game and then decide to come back out and play another half. So really Gladys doesn't know what overtime is either.

The Vin Diesel Approach

I don't know why Brutus doesn't just shave his head. Why is he holding on to those measly scraps? Or, better question, why are those measly scraps holding onto him?

You know who else should just shave their head? Mother Gargle.