Maybe he should give a Talk. What might he call it?
An advanced Republican
Is he knitting a rock cozy?
The cat doesn’t seem to mind.
Gives new meaning to the term “man cave”.
Knitting is very soothing. Until it isn’t. Skipped stitches. Missed conversions from knit to purl. Needing just ONE more skein of a color that they aren’t selling anymore…
Depending on who you ask, we’re all still living in the latter part of the pleistocene epoch. (And it is an epoch, not an era; shame on you Wiley for not fact-checking that.)
Lockdown blues. Never mind. Better days will be back.
According to some philosophers, both legit and off-the- wall, inside every man lurks a part of him that wants to reorder his life. It’s like a mental girdle. Once loose the stays and there’s no going back.
I think they are wrong to ignore the possibility that that same trait exists in both genders in the same degree.
I also suspect that busting that girdle may be more likely now than before covid shut us in. Be interesting to see what comes of it.
Geologically speaking, the correct term is Pleistocene Epoch, not era.
He can still vote Democrat, though, can’t he?
Speaking as a knitter, I could actually go for this lifestyle.
Apparently the paleo-diet affects serotonin activity in the brain.
Strangely enough, knitting was a popular pastime in the Pleistocene. Formerly it was thought that 35 000 year old statuettes of women showed them with braided hair; now it is believed that they gathered moulted animal fur in the spring (which often twists naturally into strands) and wove them into caps.
The first fashion statement.
Okay, politics aside I love the cat with the ball of yarn!
Where can I get a rechargeable arrow?
Got a good chuckle from this one. :-D
President Trump pushed and got us the vaccine prior to his leaving the office!
GQP= TREASONIST COWARDS
I found myself during the pandemic. Now I look forward to getting out there and losing myself again. Preferably near a beach and a bar.
Ah…and he has a happy cat.
I found the cartoon funny and interesting. Loved the cat with the wool. Great start to my day. Could have enjoyed it even more without the constant, ever present politics. I know what’s happening but don’t need to be reminded every second of the day. Hope all have a pleasant, SAFE Memorial Day.
That’s me w/o the “pleistocene” part, I like knitting.
Very interesting…but stupid : )
Ever seen the 1970’s movie “Altered States”, starring William Hurt & Blair Brown? Great, and very interesting flick!(Yes, it has something to do with this comic!)
I once had a boss who quit smoking and took up knitting. He said it calmed him down and gave him something to do with his hands. Although he looked a little strange sitting there with his knitting needles clicking away fashioning sweaters out of brightly colored yarn, nobody was going to make fun of this 6’ 2", 269 lb., former Marine sergeant for playing Madame DeFarge.
I took up painting. And discovered my inner cannibal.
Where’s the sourdough?
Another synonym for wool-gathering.
He’s so happy he could just knit!
Love the cat!
He’s knitting s sweater for his new friend “Nessie”…
Like the arrow wedged in the electrical outlet. Nice touch!
That’s an oxymoron.
Ted has it figured out.
He seems really happy. Maybe I’ll take up knitting and mastodon hunting.
I highly recommend you go to this web site that has an excellent explanation on US Government debt. It’s non-partisan. https://www.thebalance.com/who-owns-the-u-s-national-debt-3306124
At least the guy is knitting, not killing.
I had to join just to comment on this stream. One, we are all venting on a comic strip. Kind of sad if you think about it. Second, I know I’m not the only one to notice that Democrats argue with facts without name calling and Republicans can only shout, name call and accuse others of what they do. Now that’s really sad.
So did he have a time machine so he could go back and find himself?
I thought I would find my inner couch potato. Turns out I found my inner potato farm.
makes sense to me !!
Would we had all been so productive.
Not a bad era.
Epoch, not era.
Love the cat playing with the ball of wool.