Poor Elvis! Teachers have those same back in school, can’t find my classroom, don’t have lesson plans, have to sub for math class dreams, too Elvis. Relax, take a breath, it was just a nightmare!
Since it is a new year and it has been a while I thought it was a good time for some introductions. I know a lot of us have made introductions before, but there are always new people finding this group. You can just give some basic info like, where you are from, how old you are, if you have any pets, if you remember how you found BCN and anything else you might want to share.
I am from West Michigan, for a few more weeks I am 51, I currently have one cat, Maxie, and I found BCN at the end of its first year, 2014, when someone mentioned it on Comics I Don’t Understand. I think the first strip I read was the last one in the Elvis/Tommy Christmas special. It didn’t take me long to go back and read all the strips and fall in love with the. If f course back then it was easier to read them all. There were less than a year’s worth and they only came out twice a week.
I have dreams about being back in school every now and then. Sometimes it’s a case of me trying to find my classes, sometimes it’s me totally not being prepared and wondering why I didn’t stock up on paper, and even other times it’s where I’m an adult but back in high school for some reason while trying to hide the fact that I was older than everyone else. My dreams are weird.
Apparently cats are able to relocate their eyes when they fall asleep with with open. And that’s probably the best Scared Elvis Poof ever.
Half the time I couldn’t find my lecture theatre on the first day of term. The rest of the time half the students were in the wrong room. We were all doomed.
I think I was in my 50s before I stopped having college class anxiety dreams. I think the worst one was the one where I went confidently to take the final, only to realize to my horror that not only had I not read the book, I hadn’t been to a single class! Then there were the ones about trying to find the classroom and walking along endless corridors only to find myself outside and late for class. Having read these reactions, I’ll probably have a dream about it again tonight, lol!
I know exactly how you feel Elvis! My most recurring nightmare has to do with being back in school and either forgetting to get to my classes, or being late to class (which never happened, I was a stickler for perfect attendance), or not having studied for a test, etc. Even after having been out of school for over 15 years I still dream about it! LOL
I had the troubling dreams as described when I started college. An event my junior year cured me of them.
I was in a Shakespeare class, 40 students, and we were supposed to have read 20 of the plays. I’d only managed to read two of them. The grade on our final exam would be the grade for the course. It was set of five questions, we got to pick out the three we wanted to answer, and we had three hours to write three essay answers to those questions.
The night before, I did not sleep at all. I read a book of plot summaries, a book of drama criticism of the plays, and a book of character sketches. I walked into the exam almost catatonic from lack of sleep, wrote for three hours, went back to the dorm and slept for twelve hours and when I woke up I couldn’t remember what the questions had been or what I had written.
When the papers were graded, there were only two A grades in the class of 40. One of them was mine. I realized then that I had what is called “testing facility,” which means I test well even when I don’t know the subject very well. It’s a mixed blessing. I got good grades even when everyone else was learning more than I was.
I wonder what the universal anxiety dream was back when only wealthier kids went to school? “Agh! It’s harvest season and I forgot to plant any crops back in the spring!”
Good morning and happy Caturday, everyone! I just love Elvis in the first panel, he looks so goofy. Then there is the second panel, with Elvis in a poofy panic, and the finale, with Lupin teasing Elvis about shrunken eyelids. Georgia, another masterpiece.
For me, it’s always English class that I’ve not attended all year, and if I fail, I won’t graduate. Poor Elvis. Wait until he finds out why he has so many poke marks in his fur.
I have had the school-horrors dream, but it’s not the worst one. When I was in undergrad, back in the late 70s/early 80s, I worked in a textile mill to pay for everything. Think Norma Ray, y’all who are old enough to remember that movie. My then-husband and I would go to school during the day and work the night shift in the mill. It was really hard going sometimes, but we got through undergrad without student loan debt. Every time I’ve made a career change and was afraid of failure, I dream that I’m back in the factory. My last job there was as a weaver, and once I dreamed that the headboard on my bed was a weaving frame. Every time a thread broke, an alarm would go off and I’d have to wake up and tie up the thread. And then there are the dreams where my teeth fall out. . .
I relate well to today’s strip. I am known for doing the following: if a student falls asleep in my class, much to the amusement to the rest of the class, I will build torn and folded paper strip sculptures on his/her head which cascade like snow when they awake. Not many students fall asleep in my class.
Does anyone else have this dream? I’m walking along, sometimes on a road, sometimes a forest path, and suddenly the path takes a 90° angle, just high enough that there is no hope of climbing or jumping it, and no way of going around it. Frustrating to the nth degree!
Life long California Girl, currently living in the small town of Colton in an apartment complex known to the residents as Cattenwood Ranch due to the number of ferals and semi-feral cats residing on the grounds. Live with a sometimes grumpy hubby and two rescue cats. The elder cat literally followed us home shortly after we moved in, running after us and meowing loudly, jingling the bell on her shabby collar. We finally gave up and took her in. She is now a plump matron rejoicing in the title, Her Rotundity, Princess Jingle Belle Katz. This past July we came upon a little black kitten on one of our morning walks. It looked as if someone else had tried to take care of her, then abandoned her in a box at the edge of our property. Over my husband’s grumbling I picked up the little mite, took her home and bottle fed her (until she bit through the bottle and subsequently began eating from a bowl.) Our elder cat treats her with some ambivelance, alternately washing her and then hissing at her (mainly because Kitten likes to jump out and initiate a scuffle). Our junior cat rejoices in the title Battle Kitten Marvynne T’Challa de Silky, Sabre-Claw and Destroyer of Cat Toys. My hubby declared that if we were going to keep her he was going to name her Marvin after Marvin the Martian. Apparently the day we found her was the 75th anniversary of that Warner Brothers cartoon character. We just changed the spelling for a more feminine effect. The two cats divide their time between napping in our laps and tearing around the place like crazy things. Usually it is Marvynne who initiates crazy time—but she is only six months old and we and Jingle HOPE she will eventually settle down…
I think my worst dream/nightmare was being back home, going out to the back pasture and seeing every pet I’d ever owned flat out on the ground, nearly dead, covered by a sprinkle of snow. I woke up in a panic, disoriented, and it took me several seconds to realize I had been dreaming and it wasn’t real. I never neglected my pets, so this was probably about internal/emotional things I’d been neglecting in myself, but, boy, was it vivid!
I don’t know if anyone can hear me (I’ve posted before and never gotten a response), but Ms. Georgia, if you can see this and are still collecting votes for best BCN strips of the year, here are my picks for the Exemplary Eight of 2018:
Lupin is testing the gravity in the bedroom (Feb. 7)The woman is taking a warm, relaxing bath (May 17)Local cat is snoring (May 21)We’re getting reports that the baby is a girl (Jun. 27)Studies have shown regular ankle reinforcement is crucial (Jun. 3)The People bought us expensive cat food (Jul. 15)The People have brought home a thing of beauty (Aug. 19)We’re live, not destroying the Woman’s cuckoo clock (Aug. 22)Plus a wild card bonus ninth pick: The Woman went to the library (Sept. 16)
I’ve tried to pick standalones (so no Christmas or Halloween specials) that really capture real cat behavior and the Boys as reporters, and that simultaneously make me laugh every time.
(If anyone can read this, please let me know. Just a “can read” would reassure me I’ve got my account set up right. You all seem so nice and I’d like to join in! And thank you Ms. Georgia for everything you’ve given us!)
My favorite weird dream so far was one in which I was giving a little pink baby pig a bath. It was so realistic that I could feel how warm and cuddly she was! At that time I had never even been near a pig so who knows where that one came from.
Hi, I’m Diane. I’m 59 and now live in Tennessee, but am originally from New Jersey, Trenton area and then the coastline by Barnegat Light. I currently have two rescue cats, but had two pure bred Maine Coons before them. I’ve been following BCN for several years, can’t remember how I initially found it. I don’t comment very often, but I love reading all the entries. This is a wonderful and caring group, and I’m proud to be a part of you!
Hi y’all. I’m 69 for the next 6 months, have lived in St. Petersburg FL for 60 years, been a widow for 15 years. Live with my two boys, Ziggy (pictured) and Treble, a grey master shedder! Came across this a few months ago and Iove the strip and community. Only strip where I read all the comments!
I am redjennger, catmom to six fine felines most of whom were born in my yard. I do have two non-yard rescues who were also rescued, just not from the feral mom in my yard! I have around 30 ferals at one point whom I was feeding, fixing and rehoming but the number is now under control at the limit the city allows. I have 5 males and one female (Wink, a slick-haired calico). The boys are Porter (oldest at 12), Fang (9), Carrot (9), Andy (6) and Romeo (5). The final is a flame point Siamese who can open doors, three of the other boys are black and Carrot’s name was almost Antonio (for Banderas’ performance of the cat in Shrek). The cats play outside in the yard and come in at night (or whenever they wish!). I believe I ran across BCN in 2016 ….
Hey guys im from the south in the u.s. I love cats and reading! Libraries and Bookstores are my happy place :) We have one tux kitty who is full of personality named Allistar and one (the best dog ever) Lexie. Black lab mix, My sis recently got a small dog named Angel. I love syfy and fantasy. Stargate, Star Wars and Star Trek. Found BCN on Gocomics a couple yrs ago in college and this lovely community when they disabled the app. Hi and Welcome to the orb !
Sue Ellen almost 6 years ago
Poor Elvis! Teachers have those same back in school, can’t find my classroom, don’t have lesson plans, have to sub for math class dreams, too Elvis. Relax, take a breath, it was just a nightmare!
Randallw almost 6 years ago
I still have the occasional dream that I missed class all year because I never learned which room it was in.
Susanna Premium Member almost 6 years ago
Since it is a new year and it has been a while I thought it was a good time for some introductions. I know a lot of us have made introductions before, but there are always new people finding this group. You can just give some basic info like, where you are from, how old you are, if you have any pets, if you remember how you found BCN and anything else you might want to share.
I am from West Michigan, for a few more weeks I am 51, I currently have one cat, Maxie, and I found BCN at the end of its first year, 2014, when someone mentioned it on Comics I Don’t Understand. I think the first strip I read was the last one in the Elvis/Tommy Christmas special. It didn’t take me long to go back and read all the strips and fall in love with the. If f course back then it was easier to read them all. There were less than a year’s worth and they only came out twice a week.
Strob Premium Member almost 6 years ago
“Honey, we shrank your eyelids!”
“In the year 2525…”
“It’s the final and I’m naked!” (Of course, the real Elvis is usually actually naked, except for the rare and dreaded Christmas sweater.)
almost 6 years ago
People school can be pretty rough for cats.
stairsteppublishing almost 6 years ago
Georgia – how could you do such a thing to us. Now I am going to have nightmares about school all over again.
Jungle Empress almost 6 years ago
I have dreams about being back in school every now and then. Sometimes it’s a case of me trying to find my classes, sometimes it’s me totally not being prepared and wondering why I didn’t stock up on paper, and even other times it’s where I’m an adult but back in high school for some reason while trying to hide the fact that I was older than everyone else. My dreams are weird.
Apparently cats are able to relocate their eyes when they fall asleep with with open. And that’s probably the best Scared Elvis Poof ever.
Robin Harwood almost 6 years ago
Half the time I couldn’t find my lecture theatre on the first day of term. The rest of the time half the students were in the wrong room. We were all doomed.
ikini Premium Member almost 6 years ago
I think I was in my 50s before I stopped having college class anxiety dreams. I think the worst one was the one where I went confidently to take the final, only to realize to my horror that not only had I not read the book, I hadn’t been to a single class! Then there were the ones about trying to find the classroom and walking along endless corridors only to find myself outside and late for class. Having read these reactions, I’ll probably have a dream about it again tonight, lol!
Lady Bri almost 6 years ago
I know exactly how you feel Elvis! My most recurring nightmare has to do with being back in school and either forgetting to get to my classes, or being late to class (which never happened, I was a stickler for perfect attendance), or not having studied for a test, etc. Even after having been out of school for over 15 years I still dream about it! LOL
dadoctah almost 6 years ago
People are always getting misty when they talk about when “all your dreams come true”. They must not be having the same dreams as the rest of us.
RayWebster1 almost 6 years ago
“David it’s time to get up for school”“David it’s time to get up for school”
“I hate school! The teachers all hate me, the children all hate me, I hate school!.”
“David you’re the Head-master-Get up for school”
jimmjonzz Premium Member almost 6 years ago
I had the troubling dreams as described when I started college. An event my junior year cured me of them.
I was in a Shakespeare class, 40 students, and we were supposed to have read 20 of the plays. I’d only managed to read two of them. The grade on our final exam would be the grade for the course. It was set of five questions, we got to pick out the three we wanted to answer, and we had three hours to write three essay answers to those questions.
The night before, I did not sleep at all. I read a book of plot summaries, a book of drama criticism of the plays, and a book of character sketches. I walked into the exam almost catatonic from lack of sleep, wrote for three hours, went back to the dorm and slept for twelve hours and when I woke up I couldn’t remember what the questions had been or what I had written.
When the papers were graded, there were only two A grades in the class of 40. One of them was mine. I realized then that I had what is called “testing facility,” which means I test well even when I don’t know the subject very well. It’s a mixed blessing. I got good grades even when everyone else was learning more than I was.
cat19632001 almost 6 years ago
Love Puck and Lupin whispering out of the corners of their mouths.
cat19632001 almost 6 years ago
Burt must have finished getting his mug of refreshment – they really need an intern for this.
cat19632001 almost 6 years ago
Trust Lupin to have fun with this. How long will it take before Elvis realizes that Lupin isn’t the Amazing Cat Eyelid Shrinker?
Fiona D Premium Member almost 6 years ago
I love the look on Lupin’s face in the last panel – the unadulterated joy of yanking someone’s chain.
Display almost 6 years ago
Rock, rock, rock, rock… Rock ’N Roll High School!
Happy, happy, happy!!! Premium Member almost 6 years ago
Thats one serious case of dry eye.
DeerOrchid Premium Member almost 6 years ago
Love Elvis’ wake-up stretch.
Sue Ellen almost 6 years ago
Is it possible Elvis was a math professor in a previous life? It could explain the elbow patches on his sport coat.
FrannieL Premium Member almost 6 years ago
The cuteness and sanity of the strip certainly brightens the day.
Nuliajuk almost 6 years ago
Ah, the universal math class dream!
I wonder what the universal anxiety dream was back when only wealthier kids went to school? “Agh! It’s harvest season and I forgot to plant any crops back in the spring!”
ladykat almost 6 years ago
Good morning and happy Caturday, everyone! I just love Elvis in the first panel, he looks so goofy. Then there is the second panel, with Elvis in a poofy panic, and the finale, with Lupin teasing Elvis about shrunken eyelids. Georgia, another masterpiece.
Now, if I could just shake this dratted cold…
momma-tink almost 6 years ago
For me, it’s always English class that I’ve not attended all year, and if I fail, I won’t graduate. Poor Elvis. Wait until he finds out why he has so many poke marks in his fur.
cat19632001 almost 6 years ago
Elvis and Lupin toe beans!
Fiona D Premium Member almost 6 years ago
I have had the school-horrors dream, but it’s not the worst one. When I was in undergrad, back in the late 70s/early 80s, I worked in a textile mill to pay for everything. Think Norma Ray, y’all who are old enough to remember that movie. My then-husband and I would go to school during the day and work the night shift in the mill. It was really hard going sometimes, but we got through undergrad without student loan debt. Every time I’ve made a career change and was afraid of failure, I dream that I’m back in the factory. My last job there was as a weaver, and once I dreamed that the headboard on my bed was a weaving frame. Every time a thread broke, an alarm would go off and I’d have to wake up and tie up the thread. And then there are the dreams where my teeth fall out. . .
jonesbeltone almost 6 years ago
News flash-my kitty, Robin, sniffed my nose for the first time last night. She is my bed buddy and alarm clock. I am a lucky guy.
threecatcandleshop almost 6 years ago
I relate well to today’s strip. I am known for doing the following: if a student falls asleep in my class, much to the amusement to the rest of the class, I will build torn and folded paper strip sculptures on his/her head which cascade like snow when they awake. Not many students fall asleep in my class.
KL almost 6 years ago
An explosive LOL here. Good ol’ Lupin!
WelshRat Premium Member almost 6 years ago
The faces of the Math pupil are charming and odd. Just like Elvis.
miscreant almost 6 years ago
Elvis th front, back and butt of the joke.
Kitty Katz almost 6 years ago
Just had to do one more Shakespeare quote. From “The Scottish play:”
Meow heard a voice cry: Sleep no more!
Lupin doth boop those who sleep, the displeased Siamese!
Sleep that rolls up the ’ravelled ball of yarn!
Kim Metzger Premium Member almost 6 years ago
Or, Elvis, maybe it’s YOU who is tight!
fuzzybritches almost 6 years ago
spoiler
Berlioz almost 6 years ago
Why isn’t Elvis dreaming of Cat school? He should go to Cat school!
Catmom almost 6 years ago
Does anyone else have this dream? I’m walking along, sometimes on a road, sometimes a forest path, and suddenly the path takes a 90° angle, just high enough that there is no hope of climbing or jumping it, and no way of going around it. Frustrating to the nth degree!
la_momcat almost 6 years ago
Thanks to Susanna for inviting the Orbsters to share their stories! Really neat!
RobertaPyle almost 6 years ago
Life long California Girl, currently living in the small town of Colton in an apartment complex known to the residents as Cattenwood Ranch due to the number of ferals and semi-feral cats residing on the grounds. Live with a sometimes grumpy hubby and two rescue cats. The elder cat literally followed us home shortly after we moved in, running after us and meowing loudly, jingling the bell on her shabby collar. We finally gave up and took her in. She is now a plump matron rejoicing in the title, Her Rotundity, Princess Jingle Belle Katz. This past July we came upon a little black kitten on one of our morning walks. It looked as if someone else had tried to take care of her, then abandoned her in a box at the edge of our property. Over my husband’s grumbling I picked up the little mite, took her home and bottle fed her (until she bit through the bottle and subsequently began eating from a bowl.) Our elder cat treats her with some ambivelance, alternately washing her and then hissing at her (mainly because Kitten likes to jump out and initiate a scuffle). Our junior cat rejoices in the title Battle Kitten Marvynne T’Challa de Silky, Sabre-Claw and Destroyer of Cat Toys. My hubby declared that if we were going to keep her he was going to name her Marvin after Marvin the Martian. Apparently the day we found her was the 75th anniversary of that Warner Brothers cartoon character. We just changed the spelling for a more feminine effect. The two cats divide their time between napping in our laps and tearing around the place like crazy things. Usually it is Marvynne who initiates crazy time—but she is only six months old and we and Jingle HOPE she will eventually settle down…
Chris Sherlock almost 6 years ago
Well, that’s one exam you shouldn’t count on passing, Elvis!
willie_mctell almost 6 years ago
I’ve had that one. It’s sometimes math but often other classes. Based on real life experience from when I had a bad attitude about school.
rs0204 Premium Member almost 6 years ago
My best friend got me through Calculus. He would look over my shoulder and say:
“Oh hell this one is easy. Just reduce both sides of the equation and solve for X. Are you stupid?”
Nothing like a friend to motivate you.
Nuliajuk almost 6 years ago
Other common dreams:
Finding rooms in my house that I’d forgotten or didn’t know I had.
Driving or riding a bike across a narrow causeway high above a raging torrent.
The loose tooth dream.
scaeva Premium Member almost 6 years ago
Elvis’ face in the first panel! Surreal!
ikini Premium Member almost 6 years ago
I think my worst dream/nightmare was being back home, going out to the back pasture and seeing every pet I’d ever owned flat out on the ground, nearly dead, covered by a sprinkle of snow. I woke up in a panic, disoriented, and it took me several seconds to realize I had been dreaming and it wasn’t real. I never neglected my pets, so this was probably about internal/emotional things I’d been neglecting in myself, but, boy, was it vivid!
Le'letha Premium Member almost 6 years ago
I don’t know if anyone can hear me (I’ve posted before and never gotten a response), but Ms. Georgia, if you can see this and are still collecting votes for best BCN strips of the year, here are my picks for the Exemplary Eight of 2018:
Lupin is testing the gravity in the bedroom (Feb. 7)The woman is taking a warm, relaxing bath (May 17)Local cat is snoring (May 21)We’re getting reports that the baby is a girl (Jun. 27)Studies have shown regular ankle reinforcement is crucial (Jun. 3)The People bought us expensive cat food (Jul. 15)The People have brought home a thing of beauty (Aug. 19)We’re live, not destroying the Woman’s cuckoo clock (Aug. 22)Plus a wild card bonus ninth pick: The Woman went to the library (Sept. 16)
I’ve tried to pick standalones (so no Christmas or Halloween specials) that really capture real cat behavior and the Boys as reporters, and that simultaneously make me laugh every time.
(If anyone can read this, please let me know. Just a “can read” would reassure me I’ve got my account set up right. You all seem so nice and I’d like to join in! And thank you Ms. Georgia for everything you’ve given us!)
Catmom almost 6 years ago
My favorite weird dream so far was one in which I was giving a little pink baby pig a bath. It was so realistic that I could feel how warm and cuddly she was! At that time I had never even been near a pig so who knows where that one came from.
gastonphillips almost 6 years ago
Hi, I’m Diane. I’m 59 and now live in Tennessee, but am originally from New Jersey, Trenton area and then the coastline by Barnegat Light. I currently have two rescue cats, but had two pure bred Maine Coons before them. I’ve been following BCN for several years, can’t remember how I initially found it. I don’t comment very often, but I love reading all the entries. This is a wonderful and caring group, and I’m proud to be a part of you!
sgs13 almost 6 years ago
Hi y’all. I’m 69 for the next 6 months, have lived in St. Petersburg FL for 60 years, been a widow for 15 years. Live with my two boys, Ziggy (pictured) and Treble, a grey master shedder! Came across this a few months ago and Iove the strip and community. Only strip where I read all the comments!
Ruth Brown almost 6 years ago
Poor baby. The woman needs to give Elvis some serious love. Poke him with a pointer and he has school nightmares. For shame!
redjennger almost 6 years ago
I am redjennger, catmom to six fine felines most of whom were born in my yard. I do have two non-yard rescues who were also rescued, just not from the feral mom in my yard! I have around 30 ferals at one point whom I was feeding, fixing and rehoming but the number is now under control at the limit the city allows. I have 5 males and one female (Wink, a slick-haired calico). The boys are Porter (oldest at 12), Fang (9), Carrot (9), Andy (6) and Romeo (5). The final is a flame point Siamese who can open doors, three of the other boys are black and Carrot’s name was almost Antonio (for Banderas’ performance of the cat in Shrek). The cats play outside in the yard and come in at night (or whenever they wish!). I believe I ran across BCN in 2016 ….
kittylover.truitt almost 6 years ago
Hey guys im from the south in the u.s. I love cats and reading! Libraries and Bookstores are my happy place :) We have one tux kitty who is full of personality named Allistar and one (the best dog ever) Lexie. Black lab mix, My sis recently got a small dog named Angel. I love syfy and fantasy. Stargate, Star Wars and Star Trek. Found BCN on Gocomics a couple yrs ago in college and this lovely community when they disabled the app. Hi and Welcome to the orb !