Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for July 02, 2008

Hi, everybody….and welcome to the Ballard Park Summer Barbecue,

Boys and Girls Club Benefit Fireworks Sale and After Forty Club Crafts Festival!

We’re actually here to comment on the

July 2nd  2018 “CLEO and COMPANY”

 

Which you can read on Sherpa

http://www.comicssherpa.com/site/feature?uc_comic=cscwy

 

I thought it would be fun to meet up here, though……

so we can also eat some barbecue, and peruse the craft tables….

and maybe buy fireworks, too, if they’re legal in your corner of Ballard County.

 

They’re not legal in mine.

Not so much as a snake or a sparkler.. sigh….

Not like the good old days, when my distant cousin blew his finger off at a family 4th of July party….

Or even a few years ago, on the east side of town,

when some little boys, with what were then considered “safe and sane” cones and sparklers,set a few hundred acres on fire and burned up four homes.

But I digress.

 

Hey… that’s Minerva Zimmerman’s pottery…

I hear it’s very…

Oh!

That’s Marsha over there looking at it, with Ted….

That guy is always wearing a tie, even for a barbecue…..

Oh…ha-ha-ha…

I never thought he’d turn into a pot head.

Nighthawks, editorial cartooning is a typically non-animated medium, but a cartoonist in Seattle has just animated his full-page Sunday cartoon.

st.news/HorseyinSeattle

My dog Sango wishes he could do puppets. Usually he just stares balefully at me, whimpering. It can mean he wants scratches, or outside, or food, but usually it means he wants my seat.

Susan, I remember the time on the boardwalk when I had a couple firecrackers in my back pocket, and my “friends” thought it would be funny to light them. Ow! But it was pretty funny.July 5th we always went scavenging for fireworks that didn’t go off so we could light them. We were too young to go up to Chinatown in NYC by ourselves. We were amazed by people who would light whole strings at one time.

Well, Ted, I suppose “whimsy” is one word for it.

This is in no way surprising. We already know Cleo is a drama queen from her many film roles.

He’s potted.

Don’t touch that dial!

Hedley Lamarr: “How did he do such fantastic stunts… with such little feet?!”

Me: “How does Cleo do finger puppetoonery … with no opposable thumbs?”

I’m sure my little dog would have loved to be able to work puppets….

First, an opposable thumb, to make the hands work…

but even more, the power of speech, to make them talk.

In fact, with that she wouldn’t have needed puppets.

 

I don’t think she cared as much about being creative as Cleo does….

but she was a drama queen like her, and very communicative,

with a whole vocabulary of pitiful stares, touches, and whimpers.

When results were not quickly forthcoming, her snippy little gesture…

not begging, but demanding.. was to stamp her front paws, snap her head forward, and sneeze at me.

Demands, though, don’t really work all that well when you’re a foot tall and weigh 14 pounds.

 

Dennis… I could swear I saw your comment about the firecrackers way earlier….

up there with your link to the Seattle paper….

when my opening comment was sitting here waiting for Monday…. which has now arrived.

Sorry… I didn’t have time to answer it then.

 

Anyway, I’m surprised that link works, cos most of it seems to be missing…. but I saw the video, thanks.

And I remember teeny strings of firecrackers we weren’t allowed to have….

then my brother got a tiny metal cannon that “shot” one at a time… but yeah, some kids shockingly lit whole strings.

 

And to all…. this forum is where we talk about the Monday, July 2nd Cleo, as I say above…

But maybe in a few minutes, or, probably, later in the day, I’ll sneak over and post for tomorrow’s strip.

I try to do that way ahead of time …. and sometimes I even leave comments for a day or two past that…

because if I’m late for 10pm (PDT), when the new Cleo hits the Sherpa site, at least my “welcome” will be there on time, to guide any newcomers.

But I’m not trying to confuse people, or move the MONDAY Cleo discussion aw

I hope we see how it ends tomorrow. I’m in suspenders.

Egads! I almost didn’t make it this morning. I had a super huge day yesterday and slept in this morning. Only to find out poor Cleo is starving and her master beats her!!! Poor, poor dear! Come on over to our house, Sweetie, and I hug you, and kiss you, and call you George.

Very clever Cleo but you might as well save your talent, it’s not working here!!!