Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for November 08, 2007

Well, at least Cleo knew how to dress the part. That is one mean cat!

That little whipper snapper needs a little more practice in whipper snapping.

A housecat! Hah!

Cleo has prowled the Serengeti, performed great feats of derring-do, and faced enemies with admirable bravado….

Trouble is, she forgets that she did that stuff in the movies.

I hate to admit it…. but I’m having trouble understanding the Ballard St strip up there.

If the fellow in the suit is Mr. Hadley… he doesn’t look like he’s struggling…

Is the goofy guy in back attempting to steal people’s hand luggage?

Or is he Mr. Hadley, tying all his luggage together to protect it?

In any case, the way those suitcases are attached to each other, straight straps alternating with crossed ones…

looks like those flat blocks joined with elastic you got at the carnival, when I was a kid.

Wooden ones called “magic ladders”, where one flip-flopped its way down when you held up the strip…

and plastic ones called “magic wallets” that seemed to make a dollar disappear.

Anybody remember?

A few years ago somebody was trying to sell them as real wallets in an infomercial.

Cracked me up!

My favorite part was the circledy cracky whippy thingy next to SNAP

Claude sure knows how to take all the fun out of things.

I like that cat! It makes pretty noises.

Poor Cleo. At least she tried. Now, if they let her use the bazooka………………

I keep trying to tell you Cleo, cats rule!!!