Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for June 26, 2024

It’s the good genes

You gotta love Phideaux’s eye roll.

Good grief, don’t get him started on Plate Tectonics.

Good morning Balladeers!

The only fishing Gene ever does, however, is for compliments on his pretending to know things.

Wishful thinking, Gene?

Folk on Ballard St line up to hear Gene’s fishing statements. When Gene says there’s good fishing tomorrow all the ladies start polishing their frying pans in anticipation of fish for supper.

Gwen wishes Gene had more useful knowledge, but she knew the job of being married to Gene was dangerous when she took it.

an’ the dog’s like “I don’t know this guuyyy!”

And a VERY small precinct that is!

“The precinct of Gene’s understanding”…hmmm…that phrase deserves some pondering. Kind of like “the windmills of your mind” but with tiny policemen on patrol…

Gene is known at the precinct. Let’s leave it at that.

Good night, Ballards Dears!

The thin line between psychic and piscic.