Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for December 13, 2019

Better think twice about that — your epaulets will wilt. You know you’d hate to go walking around Ballard Street with wilted epaulets.

Stay up on the Bridge, Captain!

I always said Norman was all wet…

This comic fairly screams for some input from Ballard Street’s resident seafaring man, Linguist.

Yeah, c’mon Norman! Share the fun with the love of your life!

When you put Norman in the brig and lock him in.

When the real weather gets bad and they are out of groceries.

“A moment, dear, I’ve espied Gertrude breaching in the distance. That Paleo Diet hasn’t helped, apparently. Wave, dear.”

Oy! Such imaginations at this age

When he heads so the poop deck.

I’d say Penny has already been “standing fast in stormy conditions” for more years than I’d  put up with….

but you know… . love, if you let it, works miracles.

You know, they can’t play that game in the winter.

In a minute woman.. in a minute, I think I just saw me a pirate.

“Hey! St. Elmo’s Fire isn’t supposed to burn like that! Ouch! Ouch!”

Sure – you can stand here during the simulated hail storm!

When does the imaginary gale start?