Non Sequitur by Wiley Miller for March 24, 2013

Um. The mud-monsters remind me of something from “Dogma.”

Put some bears in there, and it’d be perfect.

Oh. My. God… that takes me back to 1956. I was 4 and my brother was three. New house, back yard not seeded yet. it rained and we had a mud ball fight when the sun came out.

My mom was so mad… she hosed us down and discovered we had lost our shorts and underwear from the weight of the sticky heavy mud. She had to sort through the back yard to find out clothes… and… when dad got home from work he howled with laughter as she told him about her day and then spanked us both. I’ll never forget that… ever.

By the way, that was the best mud I was ever in… I’m 61 now and my Father is 92, I’m going to remind him of this he will love it. :)

My kitchen floor is celebrating big time…….

At first I thought we were back in primordial goop spewing life for another anti-religious rant. Then the last frame made me realize I was right!

I’m diggin’ all these dirty stories….the best mud has a lot of clay in it. It’s better for smearing, sticking and caking….

Hold the gravel, big turn off…..

My 2 memorable mud adventures are too long to relate here. Both involved motor vehicles and Springtime in Montana . . .

Every time I see Danae and her horse (don’t know its name), I keep thinking she’s supposed to the the inheritor of the “Calvin and Hobbes” legacy.

For crying out loud, it’s not mud season yet! The ground is still frozen! Wiley was being optimistic about us having an early spring up here, ayuh. It’s no wonder that the critter down in Pennsylvania has a death sentence over his head.

Blorp blorp nngaaahhh stomp stomp splort! (Hope ya’ll are wearing plastic sheets! You just got mudded!)

Yes, but silence is golden. Perhaps our resident dungeon master should have written, “said”.

at wrwallaceii:

I loved your story! Thanks for sharing it!

wanna hear a dirty story…“two white horses fell in the mud”splort splort.

Now that’s OK! Should take nuttin to make it into a better holiday than some we now ignore….

Love the sound effects. Thanks for the dirty stories – I loved them!

AHHHHHH; mud !! Growing up (I’m 69 now) in my little 800-people town in the ’50’s centered around The Pond behind a dam in the center of the village. We’d spend entire days at, on and in the pond. The mud on the shallow side was ~5" deep, black, really fine silt. Getting hit in the face with a handful of THAT smelly goop was not a good thing !! SPLAT & SPLORT sum it up quite well !!

What is mud….Ohhhh…I remember now Harry Mud (original Star Trek series….they stuck him with several clones of his original wife who drove him mad anyway. And the answer is yes I am old almost a half century old!

Mud day sounds great to me. Way, waaaayyyy back my best friend and I got into mud, had a great time, then hosed ourselves off and went in for a change of clothes. Moms weren’t that happy but since we cleaned up ourselves…. still don’t understand what the problem is. As long as there is no permanent damage let the kids play.

Every other cartoonist I’ve seen do this joke draws the child naked. But Wiley runs a remarkably (ahem) “clean” strip in that area. I’m fairly positive however that he did draw Jeffrey naked once when he was in Danae’s presence.

Danae and Lucy: Soil Mates.

Reminds me of the time when the Canal was dredged when I was a kid. Smelly god-awful stuff. Loaded with bottles , an occasional ice skate, and other what-nots. Best time ever discovering all that stuff. I still remember the smell to this day.

Mud flinging day should be combined with election day.

Family story, only it didn’t involve mud, but something that looked like mud to me, a 3-ish boy making “mud pies”very close to cows, if you get the drift… When they found me, I was covered with ‘mud’ and I dimly remember the yelling and the resultant pails of water, the stripping and THEN the bath. Ahh, farm life.

Hold it in May and call it Mudder’s Day.

I have never been in a bathtub with a horse.

A horse in a bathtub really? Oh well its the comics.

Add it to Earth Day!

Maine Mud Season or New England Mud Season was the bane of every parent and joy of every kid, when I grew up.I remember the joys of getting absolutely soaked in mud, slogging home as it crustily dried, the horrified shouts and admonitions of my mother as I appeared darkly at the back door. What joy for a boy ! But then came the inevitable stripping down on the back porch and being hauled upstairs to that , joy cleansing bath.

“I never really thought about the fact that the girl in this strip has a pet horse small enough to fit in the bathtub with her, before, but now it suddenly seems ridiculous.”

Try this:

http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://thehorsepedia.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/Enstein-2.jpg&imgrefurl=http://thehorsepedia.com/smallest-horse-in-the-world/&h=757&w=634&sz=101&tbnid=SurgwswucHYXcM:&tbnh=90&tbnw=75&zoom=1&usg=__drYrDxVY4tojV8klWsGgha4YcLM=&docid=yqFAyZMpKGEwIM&hl=en&sa=X&ei=rZBPUZ-VEJDQ8wT0k4G4Dg&sqi=2&ved=0CDMQ9QEwAQ&dur=1087

There is no season for Harcourt Fenton Mudd, His name is mud all year round.

Vermont has 3 seasons: Summer, Winter, and Mud in-between.

@wrwallaceiiWhen I was about 11, they drained a small shallow pond behind the house of a friend a few blocks away, leaving about a two or three foot base of smooth, slick, fine-grained mud. He and I and several other guys had to check it out, of course, and minor fooling around the edges eventually degenerated into everyone stripping down to shorts and underwear (it was summer) and spending the day doing everything we could imagine in and across a few acres of cool mud.

We had a better outcome than you, thankfully. His mom let us hose off & take showers while she washed our clothes before we went home.

I don’t know that I’ve ever had another day of such pure unbridled fun.

A horse the color of mud needs no bath…J.L.

I have a 3-month-old RAV4 and I love it!! But no mud here in Darkest Saskatchewan; we’re still cleanng up from the blizzard that occurred lWednesday, Thursday and into Friday. Several freight and a couple of passenger trains were stuck; on freight train was in 12 feet of snow on the flat prairie… and today the middle son took some of the snow off our roof to prevent it melting and creating an even bigger ice dam. :(

I am sooo SICK of winter!!!

SHower with a horse seems OK, but bath?