Gasoline Alley by Jim Scancarelli for February 13, 2020

Let’s wait and see if Bobby Vinton walks in, singing, “Roses are red, my love.”

I wonder… if we will see Baleen’s mysterious suitor?

If Hap-Pea didn’t spend his entire life in the kitchen (often a byproduct of having that as your chosen profession), he would be a bit more adept in the social graces. Of course if he and his industry colleagues did just that, the rest of us wouldn’t have such easy access to the fruits of their labors. It’s a trade off!

Not sure if T-Bone needs to work on his pentameter a bit … But all-in-all, a fine first effort of a poem to Baleen! :)

Is that a funeral wreath or a wreath a winning Thoroughbred wears after the race?

Neat article! http://www.tcj.com/if-you-worry-about-it-itll-never-come-an-interview-with-jim-scancarelli/