Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for February 21, 2025

Harpies are gonna hissy

Hey, Sigmund, take off your glasses and fight like a man.

from the look of her fist – I’m afraid it is ….

Is Siggy pontificating about Charlotte’s choice in Literature again? Apparently Romance Novels are " low brow" and Char is just about to show him just how low she can get.

Psychiatry is a Freud.

It looks like Charlotte has been crying. Now she’s going to take it out on Sigmund, and wipe that sanctimonious look off his face.

Good morning, Ballard Dears!

Now, he’s getting down to the heart of the problem. Be careful there, Sigmund, this is dangerous ground, and transference can be very painful.

Oh! An Elektra-fying Moment! Scorning Becomes Elektra!

/// Charlotte’s top, any second, will blow.

At these times, Sig speaks calmly and slow.

Couples Counseling has taught

him these moments are fraught

with danger. If only she’d go.

Hysteria went to a shrink for Depression

In the treatment it was his impression

That her obvious ‘Scrotum’ Envy

Now caused his own ‘Gelding’ Anxiety

So he gave her a strong shot for Suppression

Spent tissues give him away,

And mags he has hidden away.

His wife is not chuffed,

She should be enough,

She’s free so there’s no need to pay!

Be a Freud, be very a Freud!

Is he stupid or what?

Charlotte has some minor anger management issues that need addressing. Hopefully, that address is far away from mine!

I would say yes.

Oh Oh, Kleenex at 10 paces!

At least they aren’t in the kitchen and away from the cutlery, pots & pans and the china cabinet.

[SOCK!]

“I’ll take that as a ‘Yes’…”

She ready to put his lights out……LOL

I’m seeing Charlotte launching into a Heathcliff like dive attack.

“Well, looks like our time is about up for today.”

you think she’s combative now… just wait til you give her the bill!

Good morning Balladeers!

Sig reaches slowly for his elephant sedation gun in case this patient charges.

Oh, it’s ON, Siggy. IT’S ON!!!!!!!!!!! :)

Issues that require tissues?

Watch out, she’s couching on the couch.

/// When he said, “You can’t stand on my couch,”

Charlotte leapt on Sig from a low crouch.

She assumed he’s implying

she’s a dog, now he’s lying

on the floor, and can only say, “Ouch!”

Oh, dear! Charlotte appears to be triggered. She’s going to go off on you, Sig!

just when he was thinking, sofa so good…

Whatever gave you that idea?