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My avatar was drawn for me by rOdd Perry, the artist half of the original BREVITY Comic team ( http://www.gocomics.com/brevity/2011/06/03 ), and is (very) loosely based on a photo of me. Thank you, rOdd! Occasionally, I edit it a bit. Please don't blame rOdd for the hats and hair bows.

Comics I Follow

Ask a Portly Syndicate Person

Ask a Portly Syndicate Person

By J. Francis Glynn
Brian McFadden

Brian McFadden

Fat Cats

Fat Cats

By Charlie Podrebarac
Agnes

Agnes

By Tony Cochran
Brevity

Brevity

By Dan Thompson
The Dinette Set

The Dinette Set

By Julie Larson
Get Fuzzy

Get Fuzzy

By Darby Conley
Pearls Before Swine

Pearls Before Swine

By Stephan Pastis
Luann

Luann

By Greg Evans
Ballard Street

Ballard Street

By Jerry Van Amerongen
CowTown

CowTown

By Charlie Podrebarac
Breaking Cat News

Breaking Cat News

By Georgia Dunn
Candorville

Candorville

By Darrin Bell
Daddy's Home

Daddy's Home

By Tony Rubino and Gary Markstein
Jane's World

Jane's World

By Paige Braddock
Speed Bump

Speed Bump

By Dave Coverly
Pickles

Pickles

By Brian Crane
Off the Mark

Off the Mark

By Mark Parisi
The Argyle Sweater

The Argyle Sweater

By Scott Hilburn
Loose Parts

Loose Parts

By Dave Blazek
Arlo and Janis

Arlo and Janis

By Jimmy Johnson
Monty

Monty

By Jim Meddick
Frazz

Frazz

By Jef Mallett
Brewster Rockit

Brewster Rockit

By Tim Rickard
Ten Cats

Ten Cats

By Graham Harrop
Pooch Cafe

Pooch Cafe

By Paul Gilligan
Citizen Dog

Citizen Dog

By Mark O'Hare
C'est la Vie

C'est la Vie

By Jennifer Babcock
Working Daze

Working Daze

By John Zakour and Scott Roberts
The Meaning of Lila

The Meaning of Lila

By John Forgetta and L.A. Rose
Andy Capp

Andy Capp

By Reg Smythe
Bliss

Bliss

By Harry Bliss
For Better or For Worse

For Better or For Worse

By Lynn Johnston
Stone Soup

Stone Soup

By Jan Eliot
Betty

Betty

By Gary Delainey and Gerry Rasmussen
Non Sequitur

Non Sequitur

By Wiley Miller
Doonesbury

Doonesbury

By Garry Trudeau
The Fusco Brothers

The Fusco Brothers

By J.C. Duffy
FoxTrot

FoxTrot

By Bill Amend
Ripley's Believe It or Not

Ripley's Believe It or Not

By John Graziano
Calvin and Hobbes

Calvin and Hobbes

By Bill Watterson
That is Priceless

That is Priceless

By Steve Melcher
Peanuts

Peanuts

By Charles Schulz
Dilbert Classics

Dilbert Classics

By Scott Adams
Herman

Herman

By Jim Unger
Kliban

Kliban

By B. Kliban
Kliban's Cats

Kliban's Cats

By B. Kliban
On A Claire Day

On A Claire Day

By Carla Ventresca and Henry Beckett
MythTickle

MythTickle

By Justin Thompson
9 Chickweed Lane

9 Chickweed Lane

By Brooke McEldowney
Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

By Zach Weinersmith
WaynoVision

WaynoVision

By Wayno
Rubes

Rubes

By Leigh Rubin
Frog Applause

Frog Applause

By Teresa Burritt
Wrong Hands

Wrong Hands

By John Atkinson
Lug Nuts

Lug Nuts

By J.C. Duffy
In the Sticks

In the Sticks

By Nathan Cooper
Family Tree

Family Tree

By Signe Wilkinson
Looks Good on Paper

Looks Good on Paper

By Dan Collins
Bloom County 2019

Bloom County 2019

By Berkeley Breathed
Stone Soup Classics

Stone Soup Classics

By Jan Eliot
Origins of the Sunday Comics

Origins of the Sunday Comics

By Peter Maresca
Sylvia

Sylvia

By Nicole Hollander

Recent Comments

  1. about 1 hour ago on CowTown

    Hmmm…. wouldn’t true clones have to be made of identical snowflakes?

    Snow way that’s possible!

  2. about 2 hours ago on Ballard Street

    Since the bird doesn’t know milk is food, he might be thinking Monty is offering him a luxury bath…

    Assuming, of course, that he takes no offense at the suggestion that he needs to bathe….

    His bold gaze seems to say

    “Thanks, big hairy thing….

    Your gesture is appreciated, but that location isn’t exactly safe.

     

    So… can we maybe talk niger seeds?"

  3. about 2 hours ago on Fat Cats

    Ahhh… next weekend, another big stadium, another luxury skybox…

    another day of non-stop snacking, gourmet treats, and high fat dairy consumption.

     

    And I think there’ll be some kind of game being played downstairs, but I’m not sure what… or whether Leo will look at it.

  4. about 4 hours ago on Ballard Street

    The three of us were all born within 3 years, so it wasn’t a huge gap.

    But it seemed bigger…. in first grade, at 6, I was the tallest kid in my class, while my siblings, at 4 and 3, were both rather small for their ages.

    I was also very outgoing and talkative (you couldn’t have guessed, right?)… and they were both quite shy.

     

    We moved a lot… and my Dad was an Air Force officer, very strict…

    so the three of us played together at home more than a lot of other kids.

    We kind of invented our own little world…. maybe that’s why, many years later, Ballard Street came naturally to me.

     

    Wow… I just thought of another animal game that makes me laugh to remember… but all three of us did it.

    We put our pajama bottoms upside down on top of our heads to make long floppy ears, and hopped around playing bunnies…. I can’t believe I’m telling this!

    My Mom would give us carrots to eat.

     

    BTW… not Elmer Fudd…. I was just baby-talking to “coot widdle Cweo” in order to annoy her.

    Come to think of it… maybe that’s a big sister thing too. LOL

  5. about 5 hours ago on Ballard Street

    Welcome, everybody!

    At the moment, I’m the first one to arrive after the “old-timers” from 2010…

    of course, that usually changes by the time I type my post….

     

    That’s OK, there’s lots of room to post comments on

    the Jan 26th  2020 “CLEO and COMPANY”

     

    Cleo is all dressed up, in what could pass for an adowable widdle Vawentine’s Day outfit…. aw, Cleo…

    you know you look so cute…. oooh….

    on Sherpa

    http://www.comicssherpa.com/site/feature?uc_comic=cscwy

     

    She didn’t say she hates the cute red rubber snow boots with painted-on pink toe pads, though.

    I guess she forgot.

    The problem with the hat is that the earflaps are shorter than hers. Gonna have cold earsies.

     

    When I was, I think, in 1st grade cos we didn’t have snow where I went to kindergarten, my little brother had a hat like that…

    I declared that he looked like a spaniel…. and made him wear it to play the dog in our early make-believe games…

    I, being the oldest, was the self-declared mother and the father,…

    and my sister was the children.

    Now I know he couldn’t have been a basset hound.

    (And that little brothers and sisters grow less obedient as they get bigger. Sigh….)

     

    This is an older strip…. nowadays Cleo gets to dress up in everything from cowboy hats to slinky gowns in her movie roles.

    She still probably has no fond memories of this costume, though.

    Maybe it still gets pulled out when she gets a little big for her(virtual) britches.

     

    I dreamed of costumes as a child… all I really wanted was an Indian one like Marg says she had.

    I pictured it coming in a cardboard chest of drawers, like some doll clothes did back then….

    with feathers and fringe and all the accoutrements of a totally un-PC, culturally insensitive movie Indian Princess.

    What did we know.

  6. about 12 hours ago on Ballard Street

    Out of context, that sounds a little… sad…

  7. about 14 hours ago on Ballard Street

    Especially fat choy, which means “hair vegetable” in English, but is called black moss.

    It’s rarely eaten at other times….

     

    Which turns out to be a good thing, because researchers have discovered that it’s really not a food, but a bacterium…

    a neurotoxin, which in large quantities may cause dementia and Parkinson’s disease.

     

    It’s been legally banned in China for 20 years, not for that, but because harvesting it turns the land into a desert…..

    but supposedly it’s still sold everywhere.

    Yum.

  8. about 23 hours ago on Ripley's Believe It or Not

    The story on Katie and Carole (and her husband, too, BTW):

    https://www.nytimes.com/2019/09/21/us/lost-dog-montana-kalispell-spokane.html

  9. about 23 hours ago on Working Daze

    It just looks like a beech tree to me.

    They have smooth grey bark.

     

    But what I don’t understand…. bearing in mind that I’m up in the wee hours and easily confused….

    Is how a drone that Roy made is delivering a package to them.

    Does he send a drone to fetch his own mail… or is he trying to send a box to someone else, without using the post office?

  10. about 23 hours ago on Ballard Street

    His arm is about 5 feet long.