Pickles by Brian Crane for January 02, 2021

I was expecting Sylvia, Earl and Nelson to go rescue her.

“…unless I forget.”

I figured that was what happened.

I will not slag Opal for forgetting. A couple of weeks ago I came out of a restaurant and at first glance I could not see my car. Then I started searching for it and almost began to panic. I thought did it get towed? Did I park in a no parking zone and just was not paying attention? One of the owners of the restaurant had been outside sitting on a bench and he saw that I looked anxious. I told him about my car. He looked around then said, “I think that’s your car beside that pickup truck.” He had spotted it in a parking lot across the street in front of a blood lab. I had parked it there, got blood work done, walked down the street to the bank then across the street to the restaurant. So no, I will not criticize Opal! LOL :-)

Earl has a very clear grasp of the concept.

oh, sure, blame the senior moment on Earl

It’s a good thing she left the window down.

It eases things when you expect neither justice nor rationality.

Her sitting on the passenger side confused me.

My wife once woke up mad at me. She told me I had done something wrong in her dream. “But it was just a dream,” I said. “Yes she replied. But it was just like you!”

How dare you Earl, making her wait for 75 minutes when you had nothing to do with it.

You will regret your malfeasance!

Sounds like my folks.

I met a customer for lunch at a Rotary Club meeting in a town I hadn’t been to before. Afterwards we were going to go back to his office but I couldn’t find my rental car for 20 min. Very embarrassing. He was friendly and followed me around while I looked for it.

Roscoe better get out the air mattress.

Like the saying goes," If a tree falls down in the forest will the man still be blamed!"

First time I’ve seen Opal make the Big Mistake – that’s Earl’s job.

The good thing about being in the doghouse is that you don’t have to worry about sleeping on that comforter that Opal was making such a fuss about earlier in the week!

Earl you just received a “Get Out Of Jail Free Card”. Mark the calendar and use it wisely ;-)

After 40+ years of dragging hubby along, she decides to let him stay home in peace. She will never make that mistake again. Also, I thought everyone these days had a cell phone. After about 5 minutes of waiting, I would be calling somebody.

I hope this clears it up for all those yesterday who couldn’t figure it out. For all those it doesn’t, ya see, Opal went to the store alone…

Move It On Over- Hank Williams wrote and sang the song. I prefer George Thorogood’s version, but both are fun!!!

… Yeah, she changed the lock on my back doorNow my key won’t fit no moreMove it on over, rock it on overMove over little dog, the big old dog is movin’ in

Been there, done that.

A married friend of mine told me he spent so much time in the doghouse, he legally changed his middle-name to “Fido.”

It happens to the best of us! Just a part of aging, so don’t panic!

I have come out of a store looking for my car, forgetting I drove my girlfriend’s truck to the store. Once you see the different key fob it dawns on you.

But why should Earl be in trouble? It wasn’t his fault that Opal forgot.

Back in the 70s my mother-in-law came home driving the wrong car. Didn’t even realize it. It was a mid 60’s Chevy impala and hers was a Ford. They were the same color. That’s back when the ignition was on the dash and had ears around the keyhole and you could actually crank the car without the key if the ignition was left in the proper position. She just hopped in, it started, so she drove it home.

Opal will never accept responsibility for any of HER mistakes. It is easier to blame Earl.

Been there done that lol

And that is why the dog is called mans best friend.

It’s always the husband’s fault. Just remember that if a husband thinks he has had the last word in an argument, it’s really the beginning of the next one.

Once in the early 70’s, my mother in law drove home in the wrong car. It was the same color as hers, and the same size, both mid 60’s large cars, her’s a ford but she came home in a chevy. Those models had the ignition switch on the dash board with ears on either side of the keyhole and it was possible to crank the engine without the key if the switch was left in the proper position. She had just hopped in and it cranked, so she drove it home. She had no idea until she got home and we asked her about the strange car. We took the car back to the parking lot and got her’s. Looking back, if we had been stopped by the police for driving a stolen car (and it had been thought to be stolen) they never would have believed our story.

Ricky Ricardo once said something that made me think that he is one of the smartest tv husbands ever. “It’s all my fault. Something I said a long time ago started this whole thing. I do.”

I’ve had dreams I lost my car could not find it.

And what, YOU never tried to blame someone for your embarrassing mistake.? LOL

Restaurant!? Ha! Good one!

Restaurant? Ha! Good one!

Let’s face it, Earl let Opal drive to the mall by herself. It is his fault for not going with her.

If something like this hasn’t happened to you, either you’re not old enough or you don’t get out of the house much.

Exactly. Earl’s in big trouble for this.

Opal and Earl, what a fun couple, to say the least!

I know this is a comic for laughs. But honestly if it were real then Earl would have left Opal a long time ago. She is awful.

Just as I said, yesterday… both about what happened, and how it will somehow be Earl’s fault in Opal’s mind. She couldn’t possibly admit her error or just laugh it off.

How did this become his problem? There are worse things than divorce.

This is seriously excrement, Opal. No matter how much they love each other, games like this should not be played; they are immensely destructive. Similar to having an upsetting dream and staying mad at your partner for days. Don’t do that.

Well, at least this time Earl knows why he’s in the doghouse.

So it’s his fault that you didn’t remember him NOT coming with. Rather narcissistic if you ask me.

I was in the church working the rummage sale when my husband came by the parking lot and removed the dog from my van so she wouldn’t have to sit there all day. I was driving to the bank and talking to the dog when I realized that she hadn’t even said hello to me. After parking, I search the van for my 120 pound dog and panicked because I just knew she’d been stolen. You better believe my husband was in trouble for his good deed.

Time for Earl to open a fifth of bourbon, open a beer, and sing “ I Drink Alone” at the top of his voice.

Thanks for sharing!

If I’m Earl, I’m going to be a little concerned about Opal’s mental lapse, and perhaps start watching for other signs. But I’m damned if I’m going to accept being in the doghouse over this!

but its not earls fault.

For New Year’s Eve, my friend texted and said he had a new game he wanted to play. I said that my wife and other friend’s wife would probably not be up for learning a new game (so he didn’t have unrealistic expectations.) I told my wife that my friend said he had a new game he wanted to try out New Year’s Eve. She said she didn’t want to learn a new game on New Year’s Eve. I said that’s what I told him. She was angry and asked me why I told that to him. I said because it’s exactly what you just said.

People that have been married MANY years BS each other in ways that ‘younger’ people may not realize is BS. Been married 58 yrs & comments like this is said in sarcasum etc.

My wife did this in December. We talked about doing some shopping for Christmas. She took off to get some of it done. I receive a text about 2 hours later asking where I was at. she was waiting for me. I laughed and said, I’m home, where you left me. I just received a text back of the smile emoji with its tongue sticking out.

I feel sorry for Earl, can you imagine having to live with someone so childish, hateful and self-centered

An elderly buddy of mine of had a line that he used a lot: “That is why I have a weenie, (well, he used a more colourful colloquialism) so absolutely EVERYTHING can be my fault”

But I am with Opal too…i swear that one of the mall Gremlims sneaks my keys out of my pocket, goes out to the parking lot and moves my car three or four rows over…and then returns the keys to my pocket.

Pretty sure that same Gremlin is responsible for moving the bathrooms in the mall too.