Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for December 10, 2021

Agatha, you’d better hope Edwin doesn’t get air sick.

But Edwin is feeling amorous.

It must have been the after-dinner aperitifs.

I’m just happy she didn’t a full view of that large red rear. It’s rather frightening.

Edwin has something on his mind and Agatha hasn’t even digested the meatloaf yet. She should have known Edwin gets this way sfter meatloaf.

Edwin figures that he can pull a few strings to get what he wants.

He had this new threading to try out.

Edwin is a simple man and he loves to build and play with his simple machines.

Agatha probably shouldn’t have added the Spanish fly to his mashed potatoes.

But it’s always a good time for pulleying.

It’s refreshing, in a way, to see that many of Ballard’s denizens played with Tinker Toys when they were growing up – and that they still do. Way to stay young Agatha & Edwin!

“Just when I thought I was out, he pulleys me back in…”

Edwin is a retired BS police officer, and sergeant-at-arms of the Pulley Club. Inasmuch as he can no longer pull people over, he now pulleys Aggie over.

Ballard St has more engineers per capita than most places.

Well, he bought her dinner so he has high expectations.

Ever see one of those comic strips so out-there, wacky, and right-angles to imagined reality that it was impossible to comment, other than to praise?

With that kind of attitude, Agatha is not going to be invited back to Pulley Club meetings.

Edwin’s feeling frisky!