Recent Comments

1. about 1 year ago on Andy Capp

   So Andy’s a ‘The Specials’ fan! Hmmm!

2. about 1 year ago on Pearls Before Swine

   I used to think that way. But then I thought, “Who cares?” If that’s what they need to make living rough on the street bearable, then so be it. Just give, without conditions, or judgement.

3. about 1 year ago on Pearls Before Swine

   That’s what we do, too.

4. about 2 years ago on FoxTrot Classics

   “Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose”.

5. about 2 years ago on Doonesbury

   We looked up the film, and it’s delightful! On YouTube it’s found at https://youtu.be/4O8VE4qB8-s.

6. about 2 years ago on FoxTrot Classics

   I know it’s a past strip, but this sequence is just as relevant today. Those who donate blood and/or plasma are true heroes.

7. about 2 years ago on Nest Heads

   I completely agree with you, Merrie Soltis. I’m also adopted – from 3 weeks of age – and this has always ticked me off. And especially in these days, when there are so many blended families, step-families, etc. Why is telling someone they’re adopted a terrible thing? It’s pretty cool, actually.

8. about 6 years ago on B.C.

   Thanks for the info. I had no idea what the punchline was about!

9. about 8 years ago on Bliss

   I played for the wedding of a friend’s Mom. She was 91, her husband was a younger man – only 87. They had 4 very happy years together until she passed. It was wonderful to see them both so happy. (But the ‘wedding’ was the ceremony only; they weren’t ‘legally’ married because they would have received less. And this is in Canada.)

10. over 8 years ago on Nest Heads

    merrie7137 – I agree completely. Both my brother and I were adopted, and I’ve never been able to figure out why it’s supposed to be such a terrible thing. I realize that in the past they tried to ‘match’ children to the adoptive parents because it was often kept a secret, but why? Today, when there are so many blended families, why on earth do people pass it out as an insult? Surely we’re past all this . . .