Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for July 05, 2010

happy 7/5 !

Is Ballard Street in the Twighlight zone?

chomp chomp

I’ll get you my big ugly and your little weed killer too.

“Get the neighborhood kid to weed.” I’d say. Dad just smiled

Morticia Addams’ plant Cleopatra grabs people.

Always be on your garden.

Neil, if you are going to bring out chemical weapons, you have to be prepared for some pushback!

Back in Cleveland, Clara is imagining a prehistoric Cleo:

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

I visualize Cleo with her jaws locked on a mastodon butt, being completely ignored by its owner.

But Cleo wants a mammoth pizza, not just one of those personal sized ones.

http://www.comicssherpa.com/site/feature?uc_comic=cscwy&uc_full_date=20200705

Why go hunting when you can just call your food – and it obeys?

The weeds strike back…will there be a sequel?

Born to be mild.

Happy 5th of July, everybody!

…. said as I’m listening to the fading booms and dwindling pops of the hopefully last of tonight’s illegal fireworks in my neighborhood…

and possibly beyond, cos the sound travels so well.

It’s like being inside the microwave…. waiting as the pops dwindle from your popcorn bag.

They never completely stop… but there are fewer and fewer, till at some point you declare it done.

An hour and a half past midnight… I declare the Fourth of July done!

Time for the July 5th  2020 “CLEO and COMPANY” on Sherpa

How did Myming know ten years ago?!

Cleo the Big Game hunter…

The Big Game being convincing, coercing, or conning the Cliffords into finding her food…. fueling her feeding frenzy.

Excuse me… my keyboard seems to be somewhat sticky…

it suddenly seems to need a spritz of some anti-alliteration spray.

BTW… our local fireworks show was cancelled… it was at the fairgrounds, but you could see the larger bursts from all over town.

The ticket-buying crowd is what usually supports it… it’s a big event, with music, food, and a ground show you can’t see from outside.

This year… no crowds allowed.

Until a few years into the 21st century, we were allowed “safe and sane” fireworks at home… only on the ground, no rockets bursting in the sky.

Then two adolescent boys accidentally set a huge hillside on fire with nothing but sparklers and snakes, destroying a few million dollars worth of property …

and the fire department lobbied for, and got, an outright ban….

just in time for about four years of drought and then 3 of massive wild fires.

But a couple of miles south… cities in California run together at the edges…

they’re allowed fireworks.

Charities still have big booths to sell them… and nobody tails the cars driving north,

Cleo also demands that there be extra pepperoni and cheese on that pizza, which is just for her. There should be big sales on fireworks this week since nobody bought too many of them for yesterday.

My Favorite Part™ was imagining the terror creasing the faces of the great beasts when they realized they were being tracked by a basset hound from the rust belt.

I’m with Weed. That stuff isn’t good for any of us.

And if you don’t stop spraying it all around, I’m going to do something in your salad!

Pizza sounds good, but i’m not going to go get one. I’m not going to go today. :)

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

Good Morning Ballardeers! Qday 114

The wedding was wonderful. The ceremony on the top deck in the sunshine went off without a hitch and the dinner cruise on the lake was really nice, even with the required masks while moving around the cabins. We had to have 2 decks because of limitations and the walk to the boat was looooong. Loved it. I’m going back to bed. Didn’t get back until after 1.

Y’all be careful out there. (((((HUGS)))))

Instead of ‘call of the wild’, Claude should be saying ‘call of the spoiled’. What a sweetheart.

I have to say that I am with Cleo on this one!