Recent Comments

1. 7 days ago on Arlo and Janis

   We have the BEST next-door neighbors! They watch our beasts when we go out of town and vice versa. We keep an eye on each other’s homesteads as well. She played taxi for us one year when both my wife and I were totally incapacitated at the same time. Generous & Trustworthy neighbors make all the difference in the world.

2. 7 days ago on Adam@Home

   Many years ago, first job was part-time janitor at a junior high. Worst job was opening up a urinal base to pull out all the cigarette butts that were clogging it up. Life hack – if someone has plugged up a toilet with a bunch of, well, you know, invert a garbage bag and use it like a glove to grab it and clear the plug. Works well for roadkill if you have to remove some. Still disgusting.

3. 8 days ago on Working Daze

   Grandparents bought my brother and I matching metal toy clanking lawnmowers for Christmas. Mom & Dad didn’t say a word, just waited till they were gone, and we were occupied with other toys. Stowed in the attic and we never missed them. They’re probably still up there with 60 years of dust on them, just waiting for American Pickers to come along and buy them for a few hundred bucks…

4. 16 days ago on Moderately Confused

   I don’t use the “suggested” tip at all. It’s always zero for me. I leave what I think is an appropriate amount in cash on the table. I have a lot of empathy for waitresses since my daughter used to be one. I even got chewed out for leaving too much of a tip while out of town on company business. She is no longer a waitress, but a registered nurse for the last few years. Waitressing was just starting out, learning good work ethics and learning how to take care of people which translated nicely for taking care of people who aren’t at their very best.

5. 16 days ago on Adam@Home

   After my grandfather passed, Mom & Dad had to check EVERYTHING before tossing it. They eventually found about $500 stuffed in various places and boxes, with about 50 tubes of Preparation H. (He was mostly blind, so he kept buying tubes.) Also, when out in California, I had an old footlocker that I had to keep out in the open carport. It was full of old curtain scraps, no value whatsoever. But it didn’t stop thieves from pulling everything out looking for something to steal. Every two weeks I would just “reload” it.

6. about 1 month ago on Arlo and Janis

   I always say, “Not you!” for those commercials. I used to have one, but always used other cards. They got tired of sending me statements with zero balances and cancelled my account “for inactivity”.

7. about 1 month ago on Arlo and Janis

   I do a couple of things. As soon as I hear the AI “Hello!” I will hang up or just keep repeating “Supercalif…” to any question asked. The AI will say, “Perfect! Let me connect you to a licensed agent.” That’s when I hang up. Or as soon as I hear the magic “Dwooop” after saying hello, I know the dialer is going to connect me to a salesman. Then I’ll hang up. Too many hospital or clinic numbers aren’t always in my contacts, so I answer just in case.

8. 5 months ago on Baldo

   A lot of times I’ll just hit the “Random” button. This comic took me back to 1988. I had helped my grandparents set new flat tombstones into concrete on their parent’s graves 13 years before. I stopped by to check on one. I barely found it as the dirt had gradually slid down the hillside and covered all of it except for one corner of the concrete. I used what I had in the car to dig it out so you could see it again.

9. 7 months ago on Endtown

   In college, (late 70’s) I read a book called “Midnight at the Well of Souls”. A great science fiction book that would mess with your mind. I loaned it to a friend of mine. He returned it from about 30 feet away across the parking lot.

10. 8 months ago on Pearls Before Swine

    A postman told my dad that chows were the worst. They could act all waggy and friendly, then before you knew it, they were attacking you. Weirdest experience I had was with two German Shepards. Snarling, growling but kept their distance. I put the flyer on the porch and as soon as I stepped on the porch, all friendly. As soon as I stepped off that porch, psychos again. Also, we had Gandolph. Crossbreed. Stockiness of a Rott-Weiler with the size of a Great Dane and the biggest 200# chicken you ever saw. (A Yorkie freaked him out once.)