Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for September 28, 2020

Then she saw Herbert was ‘hanging’ himself, again.

As hammocks go, this one needs tweaking.

He’s hung up on hangers.

If his name is Clifford, they’d be cliffhangers!

Cliff has quite a hang-up there. Connie must be very patient.

Think of him as a ceiling fan. As in “fan of the ceiling.”

Kudos to the installment of the lamp.

It’s a run-amok hammock!

It might be more comfortable if he turned all of the hooks outwards.

I think Connie’s question is still valid.

Poor little hanging lamp…. it’s trying hard to shed some light on the situation, but it’s kind of a dim bulb.

I’ve kinda got a question of my own…

Following Cliff’s presumed steps, in the creation of his hanger hammock….

We start with a hanger hooked over the light socket.

From there, we hook a hanger into that hanger…

then one into that hanger… one after another till we reach the floor, or as low as we care to go.

If we try to keep going till it comes up on the other side, we can never let go, or gravity is against us.

The hangers won’t just… well… hang there, on their own, upside down.

So instead we start again, at the top. on the other side…

a fresh hanger hanging from the hanger hanging off the light, and successive hangers, one at a time, hanging off each of those..

till we reach the bottom again.

We’re trying to make a loop, one side of which will go against Cliff’s legs, the other, his head and back…

meeting, one might surmise, at the floor… or at his… um.. his ample posterior

But what is happening THERE??

The hooks of the bottom two hangers, one on each side of his bottom, both point upwards.

I see no sign of a way that he joined them together on the flat sides.

No wire, no tape…

So is the loop incomplete?

Is that why his butt is on the floor?

I don’t want to get hung up in this hanger technology…

but inquiring minds are kinda stuck.

Where did he find those hangers? Strong enough to hold his ample poundage. IME, wire ones would stretch and plastic ones would snap.

Ahhh, yes. Cartoon physics. That’s the answer. Yes, sirree.

Tensile testing at its finest.

Cliff couldn’t get a nail bed, so he had to settle for this. He started with the big fat hangers,and worked his way to the cheap thin ones from K-mart. Next step, he goes for the wire ones from the cleaners.

Cliff is just reliving his dreams of being an alpine climber. Ever since he saw shat National Geographic Special back in the 70’s he’s always wanted to experience a night in a cliff face hammock.

Hanger humor? Whatever happened to good old knock-knock jokes?

Well, now she knows he can do that… ☺

Seems like a lot of work.. just to make a place to have a good smoke. And, Connie is not happy about all her tutu’s laying on the floor.

This has got to be the world’s most disturbing hammock.

This one is a real cliff hanger.