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  1. 4 days ago on Luann

    If the dye isn’t set enough in the original garment that it can wash out onto something else, then it’s loose enough to wash out of the something else, even if it takes several hours-long soakings in a good laundry detergent. The pilling that silk might do after agitating in a washing machine and dryer, that part’s a lost cause.

  2. 7 days ago on Peanuts

    Although, he’s doing a great Bewick’s wren impersonation.

  3. 8 days ago on The Buckets

    Thank you! This brought back a childhood memory of looking at that third giant snowball I’d made with my siblings, trying to figure out how on earth we were supposed to put the head on our snowman, and Dad, looking out the window, came outside with a wide board and helped us roll it up there. We did it!!! (It was nearly as tall as he was. It was a lot of snow, and Maryland doesn’t usually get that much.)

  4. 11 days ago on Baldo

    Another scam is the one purportedly from Microsoft. They tell you your computer is compromised and then tell you to do something that does compromise it and then they hold it for ransom till you pay them.

  5. 11 days ago on Baldo

    Yes! “Does your mother know you’re a thief?” I’ve used that line many times. They hang up on me.

  6. 12 days ago on Non Sequitur

    Ice see what you did there.

  7. 13 days ago on Over the Hedge

    If our government in California is so thieving, why is it that everyone on earth wants to move here?

  8. 13 days ago on Adam@Home

    It IS weird, that letdown after the deadlines and the final editing on the author’s proofs where you make sure every single keystroke was typed right and shipping the last of it off—and then waiting months for the publisher to get the actual physical book out. The intense push on the author’s part, and then… That’s it.

  9. 16 days ago on Candorville

    I actually do have a cardiologist, and his name actually is Dr. Hu, and when he came in and saw me knitting he told me his mom had taught him how when he was a kid; he’d only ever made one thing, though (while I thought, wait for it, wait for it, you can’t tell me you’re going to say it) and then he said it: it was a scarf. He had no idea why I was just dying on the spot, and it for sure wasn’t my heart.

  10. 16 days ago on Calvin and Hobbes

    This reminds me of a friend whose three kids were under four years old, her husband was out of town on a business trip with his flight home delayed again and again, while meantime we got 75" of snow in two weeks, including a fresh new batch overnight. Another friend woke up his three teenage boys, shoveled out their own car, and then drove over to her house so she could get out and get some face time with adults (not to mention grocery shopping.) She was on a cul-de-sac and the snowplows had pushed it all outwards from the center of the loop: meaning she had a two-story-high wall of compacted snow and ice across the foot of her driveway. They shoveled and worked till they had her free. And that to me has been the ultimate story of kindness to try to live up to the spirit of ever since.