Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis for August 30, 2022

Hiding in your room won’t make it better.

I wonder what would be happen not carryng the three.

Life to Pig: “♪ I hate you more today than yesterday . . . but not as much as tomorrow . . . ♪”

He didn’t notice the divide-by-zero error, but that doesn’t necessarily invalidate the results.

Bad news once again starts with math…coincidence?

Better go back to self-quarantine.

It’s like when Christopher Columbus calculated the size of the Earth.

Never say It Cannot Get Worse. Never.

Today can always be worse than yesterday. And it usually is.

When did we become such a nation of pessimists? Even poor pig who is usually so naively cheerful

There is no such thing as a day that cannot get worse.

I like the weatherman’s philosophy. When forecasting the weather just repeat today’s conditions. 50/50 chance you’re wrong. Fly in the ointment is being consistently wrong. No harm. No foul.

“Lifes a bear than you die”!

For some people Limbo dancing the daily hurdles includes digging.

Maybe Pig should use a calculator.

The truest thing I ever read on the internet was “there is always more, and it is always worse”.

When I was young, working as a Safeway cashier & having a bad day, I remember a senior customer studying my face and told me “Don’t worry, it gets worse”.

Can’t say he was wrong.

2019 was rough and I said at the end of it, next year has to be better!!! I will never say that ever ever again!!

It could also be better than yesterday.

“The only easy day was yesterday”. Also, every day is a gift.

Nothing is ever so bad that it can’t get worse.

That’s some interesting math Pig.

Today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday.

Avoiding reality is bad for mental health! Call me when you are hungry…I’ll bring some roasted crow…

Seize the day. Don’t let that SOB get into your head….

I was feeling miserable and dejected and nothing was going right, when a voice from the heavens said “cheer up, things could be worse”.

So I cheered up, and sure enough, things got worse.

And there it is. I too forgot to carry the 2. No wonder…

If you think things can’t get worse, ask your friends what they’re going through.

How do dogs cheer themselves up if they’re allergic to chocolate?

It could always be worse. You could live with a whiny and lazy round-eared rodent who pushes you around.

Well, no wonder, we engineers know to use the inverse of the square-root of 2.

two much, I guess

Hiding in my room, safe within my womb, I touch no one and no one touches me. Simon and Garfunkel.

Yes, carrying the two is a problem, because we all know what #2 is.

That’s where the danger lurks.

It may be the best of times or it may be the worst of times but it’s the only time we have. Art Buchwald

Let’s do the best we can.

Pig believes that as long as you don’t have to carry two, then never the twain shall meet.

Better (scarier?) living through basic arithmetic!