Sunday March 22nd

Alley Oop:

You know, I discovered something unpleasant: Alley Oop is still running those damned dinosaur drawings on the weekdays - or at least they did on Saturday. I didn't read the actual comic (didn't want to ruin today's surprise!), I just saw a kid's drawing. It's March! Almost April! Sheesh!

Anyways...




You go to some version of the present, there is security. He's probably already followed, at the worst, or ticketed at the least for the stunt with the car. Hopefully it will rain. That thing ain't a convertible.

And he's been going to the future for a while now, right? Doesn't he know these things? He knows people don't carry axes in museums, he's not supposed to be stupid, just arrogant and ignorant. Right?

And couldn't he have made an appointment with the good doctor who apparently runs/owns/is in charge of the whole museum?

Andy Capp:

The only thing I like about Andy Capp is that, in the time I've been looking at it, it hasn't tried to be more than a shitty comic about a hateful married middle-aged couple. No month long celebration of their staying power, no terrible children's drawings of... what? Mom and Dad fighting? Dad drinking?

Eek.

Onto the comic!



What ho! A "joke" about a carbon footprint! How very timely! They're not doing reruns.

But Andy, you fool, you know she'd be at home with the lights blazing waiting for you. Possibly on the computer, IMing her sister about what a bastard you are. Or on the phone. Not watching TV, though, you're right about that. Because she's furious.

Why are they together again? Why is she with him if she hates what he does?

I mean, it's the Lockhorns, only British and longer and I have to write about it. (Which is actually worse than just reading it, just zip and forget. This requires thought. Well, not much, as you can see.)