Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for March 31, 2012

Trudy’s gunnin’ for them pesky lawn gnomes.

Trudie’s heading Northwest today. She’s heard that varmits are spookin’ the herd in that area. Astride her trusty steed, Butterchurn, she has little fear of danger.

Often heard on Saturday mornings is a distant Hi Ho, Wilbur Away!

Sidesaddle.

Yes, thanks to Roger we are aware of the problem. At this point we suspect that someone has hacked our system, possibly with inside help. With the help of the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) and the crack team of Ballard St Financial Investigators (BFI) we hope to get the bottom of the matter soon.Beyond that we will make no comment as this is an ongoing investigation.

Agnes: Who is that dashing women?Leroy: That’s Trudie. She’s the fifth grade teacher over to Ballard Elementary. They’re doing their pre-SATs next week and she doing her rounds to give moral support.

Maybe she is going to visit Dusty (Elderberries) at his new bunk house.

looks like Rodger took her six shooter away from her. i wonder if he has it in his briefcase. with all the expected turmoil at work, it may be a good precaution…

thats a fish, not saddle

Trudie, Trudie, Trudie. What have I told you over and over and over? It’s not safe to go riding by yourself until they catch the rest of the Lizardneck gang. You really should wait until Roger gets home. Especially since he borrowed your pistol again without asking.No, Trudie, you cannot ask one of the fine gentleman posting here to ride with you. Roger would have a jealous kaniption fit.No, Trudie, you may think it would be worth the aggravation but you know another incident involving the police will cause Roger to loose his job and then how would you buy oats for Butterchurn?

Shes been thru the desert on a horse with no name.

She’s an old cowhand —

from downtown Pasadena (go granny..go granny go)

Yup, too far to walk, Trudie saddles up the old dependable mare with the wheel.

When she’s done horsing around he’ll ride her home.

And Trudie rides off to remind her friends to meet at the Sausage Hut on Ballard St for Sunday brunch.(And the new Sunday edition of Ballard St.)

Save about 3lbs of that Yak meat. Then we can whip up a pot o’ Yak Black Bean Chili.

Say I heard that them TAS guys are holding a bunch of really irate Sherpa. Think Inspector MonkeyBlues has anything to do with that?

If you’re looking for the Sunday Ballard St

If not, never mind.

“But promise me you will stay off the interstate! We don’t want another incident like the last time.”

OK then – being busy here, never mind Dreaming the Impossible Dream…

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Good morning Balladeers, (((((Plods))))) and Miss Susan.

Trudie forgot her 6 shooter.

Dog quick oats – I like it. @cleoandcompany.net

Good Morning Philm Phans!

Just enough improvement to the master. Well done Stel.

Tater, Crayon and Clams on the Half Shell Day

Looks like something that came out of an ox’s nose. Good though. (paraphrasing Jack Elam in Support Your Local Sheriff)

Y’all have a good day. (((((HuGz!)))))

From the goodlands came the cowgirl, Patti was her name,

Hot on the trail of that killer, on a Moped she called ‘Flame’

Yippe i ay, Cow Patti!