Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson for August 17, 2020

Then you’ll enjoy sleeping on it.

Wait a minute, that’s one of our few remaining icons.

Great to see I’m not the only one! Misery loves company.

That’s quite an expression from Janis.

Wait a minute! You can’t just drop the Gene and Mary Lou line!

Looks like Arlo needs to retrain his butt muscle memory.

I never wanted a vehicle that didn’t start with a few dents. That way I don’t get upset with what my beloved does to it after a couple of days.

Uh oh Arlo. You’ll be shopping for a new sofa all week! :)

The carpet too, eh, butterfingers?

Better’n a plate of spaghetti….

Someone needs to go take a walk and cool off.

I remember when I was a kid my aunt got all new white furniture with 3 kids in the house…on a related note, I remember my cousins getting in trouble a lot at that time for daring to sit on said furniture.

I’m reminded of an incident when I was about 10 or so: my parents had just gotten new carpeting a year or so before; I was working on an art project in the middle of the living room [naturally], and spilled red poster paint. Made a blotch about 8 or 9 inches around. Many scrubbings proved of no avail. I was in the proverbial doghouse for many months, until they decided to switch LR & DR carpets, which put the “damned spot” under the dining room table. I definitely lost “favorite son” status for a couple of years after that.

Nothing better than some added lint, cat hair and microscopic who-knows-what when you put that sandwich back together that gives it that “je ne sais quoi”.

[Other than that phrase the other known one that shows my Redneck Riviera experience is “ Voulez vous avec moi?“]

wheres the beer bottles?

Yeah. Nobody cares but the wife!

Sweet story. Thanks for the trip down memory lane.

But Arlo won’t expect Janis to clean it up.

In high school, the parents of a girl I dated had decorated the living room in all white and then covered it in plastic. Everything. White and covered in plastic. It made our make-out sessions really, really weird.

It doesn’t smell like a ham sandwich…

Thinking back as kid when we would put pretty much anything in our mouths, including dirt [except brussel sprouts]. Now out food has to be sanitized before we eat it. Arlo apparently retained his cast iron constitution.

what has old got to do with it! and what about the floor…i am sure some fell on it so is it old too? Arlo….you just gave Janis an opening to purchase a new couch!

My couch is 25 years old and worn out. But I never get upset if something is spilled on it. I would get upset if a new couch got dirty.

Eating is done in the kitchen – at the table (so is reading online comics).

For Christmas, Easter, and New Year’s eve I can push husband to eat in the dining room (never used in his house growing up) have reached a compromise that we eat with good china, table cloth and good silver for Jewish holidays also, but at the kitchen table so he can watch TV comfortably – he can also watch TV less comfortably from his seat in the dining room.

Only time anyone has eaten elsewhere was after his first cataract surgery I convinced him to let me bring dinner that night up to him in bed as he was in no condition to walk down the stairs.