Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for July 09, 2020

Careful, Harold. Jump up too suddenly and you may be in touch with that b-ball hoop.

Oh, and BTW Harold, the dark socks and garters are a nice touch.

Who’s beating the drums?

Cave man Harold is making the dog very uncomfortable. He has a pen and a notebook, where are these ideas from his best thinking?

If that torch falls down, he’d better do some quick thinking … and running.

Harold better not knock over his tiki torch, or his best ideas will go up in smoke.

Got ’im covered! I already have 9-1- dialed!

Last week Harold was in touch with Martian’s. The constant beeping drove us all bonkers. Now he’s doing primal screams. Sigh…

Captain Caveman.

I think his devices have moved beyond Basic programming, no?

Tiki torches & giant bird nests do not go well.

Harold was always bragging at his high school reunion about how he could still dunk a basketball.

So THAT’s who stole the torch from the Tiki lounge…alert Sheriff Monkey!

Basic instincts aren’t always the best choice in the front yard…

.•°º{Primitive… primal …. prime … PRIME NUMBERS!, that’s how we’ll advertise our new premium line, all prime numbers in the ads}

Take a nap.

Dude. You’re missing the walls. Thatch goes on the roof.

Tsk, Harold, a candy-cane pen? Makes one wonder what his “basic self” is actually based on… ☺

Judging by how close his head is to the basketball hoop, one of three things (or a combination) is going on here: 1) Harold is really tall, (2) they mounted the hoop much lower than 10’, or (3) that is a really tall pile of nesting materials!

Watch the open flames.

I’d vote him off the island first.

I’m worried about the dog in the background (Scooter?) thinking this might be a prey he needs to take down.

The dog looks skeptical of this latest behavior.

I’m getting a serious Peter Gabriel vibe here.

Harold is close to setting himself on fire. That will liberate his inner self to run away.