Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for January 28, 2024

why didn’t I think of that back in the day….

If the boss catches wind of it, Allen will be communicating with HR.

All day yesterday, Allen attempted to communicate with his desk lamp…but it was too bright to listen to him.

The paper clip actually found it fasten-ating.

I blame Allen for influencing Windows 10’s Clippy.

Ah shoot, Allen is off his meds again. This morning he tried to explain Quantum Physics to the cat. The cat corrected his interpretation.

Allen works in a clip joint.

Time to retire.

Allen misses the carefree rubber-cement paste-pot days at Clipart World Headquarters.

The paper clips quickly learned when they were showed the figure “1”, Allen wanted them to remain motionless.

However, on the “2” command for “roll over”, it was Allen who quickly learned his training program needed major adjustments.

And so Allen’s search for sentient office supplies continues.

Next week: The binder clips speak and Allen’s meds are once again recalibrated.

I don’t think the paper clips are paying him any attention.

Odd, when I in a long lineup, I started fighting with my two invisible friends. For some reason, people decide they don’t want to be in the lineup anymore.

Their answers were decidedly clippy…

All they want to talk about is how they hate staples…

When Allen turned his attention to the rubber bands, they snapped back at him.

Unfortunately, the paper clips find Allen boring.

Is that what they call procrastination on Ballard St.? Goes by a different name up here and often includes folk in white uniforms.

But Allen really gets a charge out of communicating with his rectal thermometer.

That’s the problem with paper clips, very little a tension span.

Sheesh! Such slow learners! :)

Which explains why Allen is “two clips short of a box”. :)

Allen and his clips like to think outside the box.

Procrastination? Allen needs to get a Round Tuit not a Square Tuit.

How’s that going, Allen?