Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for October 12, 2018

You would have preferred that he’d used a wine bottle?

But it was a PLASTIC ketchup bottle!

I don’t see other customers complaining.

Oh boy, a physics lesson today!

Here we have a case of a Newtonian fluid obeying the Newtonian Law of Motion.

Ketchup can be an appropriate solution, the sauce of great satisfaction and a condiment that can leave you speechless.

Mel is unapologetic. Meanwhile, Clyde’s companion, with the polka dot dress, seems content to continue with her egg, bacon and wine. She did not get a chance to have even one bite while Clyde was holding forth. And she wanted no part of Clyde’s kebab.

Do they still teach metonymy and synedoche? Metonymy has defined categories that are taught, such as part for the whole, container for the thing contained. E.g. Washington said…; Hollywood films…

Some decades ago James Thurber wrote an essay arguing for “Thing contained for the container.” His example (illustrated) was, “She hit him with the milk.”

So in that spirit, I would argue for Millie to be saying “You hit him with the ketchup!”

She may just have been talking about his shirt.

Better on him than on my food.

At least no one will notice the blood, who is he dining with and why is she just sitting there?

Generally I disapprove of Ketchup, but in this case…

Well I’m sorry. I know he was having spaghetti and meatballs, but there wasn’t a bottle of marinara sauce handy to hit him with.

The problem seems to be “you hit him with our ketchup bottle!”

Note the little shakers of seasoning perched precariously on the perpetrator’s table. Better to have hit the victim with a condiment than to be charged with a salt.

“It was fun. Let a guy have some fun. By the way, scare up some bail money; I hear a siren. Or is that my tinitus?"

Good morning Sheriff.

About 23 hours ago Mudd said, Thanks Susansunshine. I hope you are and stay well,too. Ballard St. posters,too,also. Peace.

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OMG I love this strip :-)))

Was she using it?

This seems to be a rare speaking role today. Or am I crazier than normal?

Looks like a ketchup hip flask, something my family would consider a great idea.

Leave the Ketchup bottle. Take the Cannoli.

" I asked for spaghetti with marinara, and I got egg noodles with ketchup."—Henry Hill (from Wiseguys)

The Ballard Supper Club and Bowling Lanes has seen it’s share of rowdy guest and retaliatory violence. He’s not the first to be hit with the Heinz.

I must say, that outside of the friendly confines of Ballard, I have been sorely tempted, a time or three, to bean some obnoxiously loud jerk, with the first thing that came to hand.

I have, thus far, resisted the urge, but have on several occasions, politely asked the offensive @XX!%&# to STFU. I’ve also threatened to handcuff and gag unruly children.

The worst thing ( or best, depending on your point of view ) I ever did in a fine dining restaurant, was – after listening ad nausea, to some inconsiderate imbecile boasting loudly on his cell phone, for the entire meal – taking the guy’s phone and dropping into his glass of wine.

The other diners in the restaurant applauded and even his dining companion grinned. The expression on his face was priceless.

Oh, and the restaurant comped our dinners !

Ketchup and spaghetti do not go well together.

That is one earful of food

“Look, he drew blood!”

“That’s ketchup, sir.”

“No, there!”

“That’s marinara.”

“No, there! There!”

“Red wine.”

Two things:

1. Was he loud and obnoxious, or was it his shirt?

2. Ketchup on spaghetti?

He’s probably a noisey bleeder. (UK joke)