Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for November 09, 2012

Ballard, ALERT!! Murry will be loose shortly!

This adds new levels to Human Cannonball.

He’s from France.

Conehead or Bishop…. either way, I fear he’s in for some shell shock.

Last time he put on that coat and those knee pads and gloves, it was to try skateboarding down the Cherry Street hill, all the way to Ballard St.

It’s a good thing the #40 Elm Avenue bus driver knew CPR, that’s all I can say.

Now he’s got a helmet…what will it be this time?I saw him looking up a little too wistfully at the Ballard Mercantile and Livestock Exchange building the other day.

If anybody sees him go in there…. DON’T let him on the elevator.

Beviek…. OH!

You mean these little circles!You must have good eyesight.I only ever saw a little green blob there, so I enlarged it.Yes, I think they’re meant to be speech balloons…. just a little decorative icon meant to suggest a conversation between the two of you.All it ever suggested to me before was a speck of spinach caught in the corner. Larry was looking at the “comment or reply box” you type in;you were looking at the place you click to reply directly to someone else.Makes sense.

That reminds me…. Larry, I didn’t thank you for the kind offer….but alas… you’d soon change your mind.

I don’t drool, it’s true….at least there’s that…

Hi Red…. you’re wandering late.Heading to the Tiki?I’m off for a nightcap…can’t stay up too much longer, though.

And Bev… Forgot to say I read your comments on yesterdays, even though they were mostly to Briatollah.

I agree, though….

And anyway, I’m sort of a hermit myself, I guess…I have some friends but I also enjoy being alone.Never understood women who have to do their shopping in packs and can’t go into a coffee shop alone…I think I somehow missed all those classes in “Extreme Girlfriending.”

Oooh Red…. perfect!

A toast to friends on Ballard St!

Red, the Monkey’s no fool…. I know he only said that about his g-string being worn out to tease the ladies.

Cheers, Red! (drinks from hers.)aaahhh..

Anyway… you were just stringing me along?

Well, it’s easily done.You don’t even have to pull any strings.

G’night Red!G’night Ballard St, too.

“Night Bert.” “Night Ernie.”

Murry just read the results of vote on certain Ballard St propositions and feels he’s about to go ballistic.Meanwhile, Barbara is still disbelieving.

He’s preparing himself for his lead role in the Ballard Street remake of “The Rocketeer” He’s also the Costume Designer Writer, Producer, Director, Key Grip, Dolly Grip, and Makeup Artist. Murry is very flexible.

Hate to butt in on this private chat room , but I feel moved to observe that JVA’s pictures are funny even without the captions.

@ magicwalnut

“Hate to butt in on this private chat room , but I feel moved to observe that JVA’s pictures are funny even without the captions”+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++1. This is not a private chat room. All are welcome!!!!! Chime in anytime!

2. re: JVA’s pictures: I agree….with or without captions, they are funny and well done!

This is Murray’s answer to dogs attacking from trees and cats dive-bombing from airplanes. All this, just to go to the corner store and buy his lottery tickets…

Susan and RedSitting at the bar.Have a few drinksRed has no car.Time to go Can’t get upOne too many drinksCan’t get enough.Get a room you twoThe bartender saysSusan and Red At home in separate beds.

Murray is a test dummy for ground penetrating bombs.

Pcolli that cracked me up.

The last time Murry got in one of his moods, he tried to launch himself as a broadside at my galleon, the Irish Rover. Fortunately, El Gato, my ill-tempered watchcat , spotted him and intercepted his trajectory with a deft swipe on his claw . Murry landed harmlessly in Ballard Cove with only minor ( ? ) scratches and a dampened enthusiasm. We fished him out and took him home to Millicent, who was not amused.I’m out of town until Sunday but have already alerted my crew to be on the lookout for Murry.Red and Munkey hold down the fort at the Tiki till I get back. Munkey by a round for the gang and put it on my tab. C U all, later.

its his play day, and hes going to be a robot today.

at least his hat isnt made of tin foil….

It looks like he’s going to dry his hair as he practices his aggressiveness………….

I’m trying to write a silly poem….what rhymes with cittern (apart from bittern)?.Meanwhile I’m here at the Roger Dean designed house, my snakes are away for the night, so would anyone like to come and help me feed my capybaras?

Lastest poster for McDonalds“Saying your kids are fat because of us is like saying it’s Hooter fault your husband likes bigg’uns”

Oh and I might not get to it this weekendHappy Veterans Day to all and one.To those who serve, To those who served. To those that came back. And those that gave it all.To all the Armed Forces of the world fighting evil everywhere.I salute you.

tomarow he is going to be a spaceman

“Fickt nicht mit der Raketemensch!” (Pynchon)

i think he read to many comics as a child…

Thats it I am buying a case tonight. I have some serious brain cell killing to do. OMG. Can I say I saw them for a TACTICAL combat reason? You know he is so big, so big, sooooo big. Darn there I go again.Yes FINALLY Official NOTICEI observed the nipple rings as a tactical hand to hand combat advantage to gain superiority over a massively well chiseled hunk. (Did I type that out loud)Damage is done. Back to the lab again.(I am going to invite his girlfriend. I am going to tie him to a post)

TGIF TGIF TGIFNow clik your heels together.Theres no place like NomeTheres no place like Nome.(YES NOME)

Wishing the Veteran a nice day, I hug him quickly as I pass him at the Tiki on my way to the bar. Cranberry juice and Vodka please. Its 4:40 and I am, 20 minutes late for recreational er, medical usage, and 20 minutes early for happy hour, but its friday so who cares?

Time to go home. See ya’ll this weekend.If not back Monday.Same time same channel.Be Safe Be WELL. (hahaha)

And they are the starring show at the TIKI.Its actually Repoc and Sunshine in disguise.And not necessarily in that order.Where is the Sheriff? He needs to know about this.

See ya’ll at the Tiki, where I’m Pretty Good At Drinkin’ Beer

I wasn’t born for diggin’ deep holesI’m not made for pavin’ long roadsI ain’t cut out to climb high line polesBut, I’m pretty good at drinkin’ beer

I’m not the type to work in a bankI’m no good at slappin’ on paintDon’t have a knack for makin’ motor’s crankNo, but I’m pretty good at drinkin’ beer

So, hand me one more, that’s what I’m here forI’m built for havin’ a ballI love the nightlife, I love my Bud lightI like ’em cold and tall

I ain’t much for mowin’ thick grassI’m too slow for workin’ too fastI don’t do windows, so honey, don’t askBut I’m pretty good at drinkin’ beer

Artist: Billy Currington

BEER DRINKERS & HELL RAISERSCome on everybody sing along!

Holy crap! Comments!

WHUMP! – There; I said it.

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Good morning Balladeers, (((((Plods))))) and Miss Susan.