Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for September 25, 2010

The Odd Couple as a multiple personality.

Hey! A full head of hair! That’s rather rare, isn’t it?

Russell, what impulses are you smothering? Are you new to Ballard? Impulses are the norm around here! (OK I may regret that later, but that was my impulsive comment.)

We move on to the shot in the Cleveland backyard Olympics. In brilliant animation!

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

Claude better grab that steak before Cleo gets there!

Cleo! Excelling in yet another field event – - another strength event. With the javelin, hammer throw, and shot put she is a triple threat in every sense of the word! Add in the discus, and soon she’ll be ready for the pentathlon. Not to mention the swimming and diving. She is like Babe Didrikson Zaharias.

Claude, naturally, bottom-lines the situation for everyone at the end. He’s not wrong.

I can guarantee that Russell, up top, ties that bowtie himself every day. No wrap-around ribbons or {gasps in horror} clip-ons for Russ, nosirree. Tying a bowtie requires concentration, discipline, and attention to detail, all qualities he admires.

Mind you, I can’t tie one myself.

He oughtn’t do it sitting down.

That’s one way to tenderize the steaks, but not the grill masters’ accepted method.

http://www.comicssherpa.com/site/feature?uc_comic=cscwy&uc_full_date=20200925

Medium rare with a nice, slightly earthy finish.

Good thing Cleo uses the bathroom.

Good morning, Olympianistas/os and Cleophiles!

Cleo goes for it again,

in the Sept 25th  2020 “CLEO and COMPANY” on Sherpa.

She manages to put the shot… it’s where she put it that may cause some problems with her points.

Also with her dinner.

And maybe with her family… although she usually gets away with everything, where the Cliffords are concerned.

Claude, in fact, seems to be taking the interruption in stride… or is he taking it in shock?

He does have a bit of the numb, uncomprehending look of someone who’s just been missed by a … well, I was going to say a “car”…

But maybe someone who was just missed by an 8 pound metal ball would wear the same expression.

I said 8 lbs because I looked it up… and that’s the weight of the women’s shot. Then men put 16 pounds.

But it would make sense if a female basset’s shot is lighter.

I’m sure it’s plenty heavy to flatten a barbecue, though.

I was surprised that the women’s shot was only half the weight of the men’s…

after all, some men are smaller than some women…

and some female shot putters are… um… less dainty than… let’s say … your average Balanchine soloist.

But in spite of that advantage the record distances are about the same for men and for women…. the _humans, I mean.

I couldn’t find any records for male and female basset hounds… or for any other animals, either.

The sports world is so species-ist!

And now the question is… what’s for dinner?

No doubt about what Cleo will have.

But will Claude… or Clara… rinse off those steaks and finish cooking them on the stove?

We don’t even know whether they were almost done or still practically raw. (which in the case of my steak is probably pretty much done anyway.)

We do know that the barbecue is done. Kaput. Fini. Terminada.

Good morning Ballardeers! Q Date: 196.98333.76 and another wonderful weather day in the neighborhood.

I’m thinking that our favorite olympian put that shot pretty much where she wanted it. I was expecting a 5 second rule red, white and blue streak for that one steak before it hit the ground.

Looks more like Russell is sitting guard on those impulses, but that’s just me.

On a personal note: Middle child, Sally, has her last chemo on Monday, thank goodness. She’s not tolerating it well. Then in 4 – 6 weeks surgery. Anyone got any spares in the Karma Bank? Send them her way. My account is getting pretty low. Thanks

Y’all smile at a stranger, it’s fun to see the reactions. (((((AIR HUGS))))) all around!!

Hey, it’s OK as long as Russell isn’t standing guard over aspects of our personalities. It would wear him out in no time.

Ha! Russells last impulse as to have marmalade instead of butter on his mid-morning scone.

Today’s title for the animation is aptly titled. A beautifully grilled steak is gold in my book any day.

Hey now, you’re an all-star, get your game on, go play

Hey now, you’re a rock star, get the show on, get paid

And all that glitters is gold

Only shooting stars break the mold

“All Star,” Smash Mouth, 1999

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L_jWHffIx5E

Rotifer, can’t like or reply to your comment, but we all know that Cleo breaks all the molds! Good song!

Cleo didn’t have an uh-oh. She did that on purpose just to get one of the steaks.

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

I might have thought “Dinner’s done” more apropos, Claude…