Frazz by Jef Mallett for July 26, 2020

“Have you lived here all of your life?”

“So far.”

" I was born at a very early age"

My uncle from Seattle ran 10 miles a day. After a month they caught him in Florida.

It’s not the miles in your life that matter, it’s the life in your miles.

(Okay, so I plagiarized a little bit)

Used to be able to run 2-3 miles a day. On the Mississippi bottoms, that’s not a hard thing—hills are nothing but a bad dream. But those days are long gone. Now we’re more into walking.

Caulfield won’t hear a good answer while Frazz is having trouble getting his shirt on the right side out.

How many heartbeats do you have left?

Wow. This is just wow.

Little visual joke in this one.

Panel 2: Frazz has no green sweatshirt.Panel 3: Frazz picks up the shirt.Panel 4: is wearing the shirt.Panel 5: Frazz is taking the shirt back off, having realized he put it on inside-out. (Notice in panel 4, the label on the outside.)

Nice word play, but miles in a lifetime matters less than miles in a week. Fitness evaporates remarkably fast.

Clash of worldviews. Seeing accomplishment over the course of a life verses over the course of a day. Both valid, of course, a worldview isn’t right or wrong, better or worse, it just is what it is. After living in Memphis for 10 years, walking 10 miles round trip to work and back 5 days a week, 50 weeks a year, I calculated that in total I walked 24,000 miles, the circumference of the earth. Mentioned it at dinner, teenage son said “And you ended up right where you started.”

Rubbing? Girlfriend? Opportunity missed.

Simple translation of the third panel: “I don’t care about what interests you. I only care about what interests me. in particular, I don’t care about what you want to hear. I only care about what I want you to hear. And since I am an adult and you’re a kid, and I am a teacher and you’re a student, I win.”

Never was a runner, but jogged a lot until my arches fell…

While in the military, 40 years ago, I would either run about 3 miles, every other day, or, take my camera for a walk, for about 10 miles. BUT, those 40 years, coupled with asthma, arthritis, bursitis, and feet like Fred Flintstone, I no longer have any place I need to be, in that much of a hurry.

They honestly think Ms Plainwell has no thoughts on her own ?::?

City slicker asked me once, “Have you lived in the little tiny town your whole life?”I said, “No, not yet.”

Your personality is fixed. I believe it’s more accurate to say …“beliefs influencing…” here.

difficult to focus when your shirt is inside out AND backwards