Doonesbury by Garry Trudeau for February 04, 2011

These two aren’t quite “around the bend” but they can see it from where they sit.

Maybe one of their gadgets has an MIB neuralizer app!

Say it with me –

One …

Two …

Three!

EWWWWWWWWW!!!

A piece of pickle?

There’s an app for that.

Seriously. Doonesbury overall is rad, but this past week? It’s seriously been Dick Tracy. By which I mean lame.

Very lame!!!

GT has not ticked me off for a while. Come on Gary, do your job and get me steaming for work.

Didn’t any of you see the video of the woman who walked into the fountain because she was so busy texting? This is the dry, ironic humor that I love about this guy…

Yeah, you critics… if any of you have a teenager with a text plan, you might appreciate this more. No concept of the outside world, when those thumbs are flying.

The Red Rascal is successfully utilizing his finely honed investigative skills.

jumbobrain, I haven’t seen the “Pig on Wheels” make an appearance yet.

I’ve seen people drive like these guys eat.

Forgot to photo each meal.

you don’t think the fragmentation of consciousness from within, the bombardments-at-speed-of-light inflicting of infomercialization and groupthink and soul-killing mammonization - the destruction of one-on-one communication is a worthy enough subject?

I sure do. and here I sit talking with a bunch of strangers, from a distance.

babka….. you are so correct. I think it has been quite a great commentary this week.

Great commentary on a sad situation!!!!

could have been yesterdays lunch!

babka, wow, fantastic.

Which reminds me, I still have some chocolate babka in the freezer ….

SOoooo TRue!

There’s a story about Einstein walking across the Princeton quad at noon and meeting a friend, stopping to chat. When the carillon chimed noon, he asked, “Which way was I going when we met?” His friend pointed, and Einstein replied, “Oh, then I’ve had lunch.”

These could have been yesterday’s commentaries. Or Monday’s or Tuesday’s or Wednesday’s.

Actually, they had some special “brownies” before they got there.

Munchies, munchies!

I’ve got a pair of boy cats like this, that just don’t recall eating their meal ten minutes ago. I’m glad they don’t tweet as well.

Don’t you love it when people are able to recover their past?

Is mammonization a palinosis word?

Lame, hunh? Try listing ALL your friends that would not fit at that same table… short list, I would bet. The ‘headstone’ for a genuinely lost generation will be an I-phone.

Oh yes … they vote.

I think not remembering lunch may have had more to do with all the “medical” marijuana they smoked earlier ;-)

@Gweedo: Whatever you ate last.

Tastes better the second time…