That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for March 30, 2022

Jessica Rabbit found herself eating in greasy spoons after she broke up with Roger.

/// These four Nighthawks together are shown

in a diner, yet each seems alone.

An interior, bright,

on a dark street at night.

The scene’s eerie, a weird Twilight Zone.

The first bar in Manhattan to institute a ‘no-smoking’ rule

“That guy at the end of the counter just asked us for a threesome. Are you game?”

Health food? Yeah we serve health food – we haven’t been shut down by the Board of Health for.. 128 days now.

Nuthin’ could be finer than the doldrums in a diner in the mor-or-ornin’..

The reason has just become known/Why the second guy’s sitting alone/It’s not the cigar/That he smoked in his car:/It’s the stench of his freaking cologne.

We used to be called Nighthawks but now they call us anti-maskers…

That’s the kind of diner where you sit at the counter with your back to the door. Then, the next thing you know, some feds come up behind you and the place is surrounded by Ford Crown Victorias.

Lady, you’re going to want some water to get that joy powder down. I’ll fill a glass for you, just like I did for the other guy over there.

Very large image here:

https://i0.wp.com/historyarch.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/Nighthawks_by_Edward_Hopper_1942.jpg

One of my favourite paintings.

Listen pal. I didn’t mumble. The sign says. Philly Cheesesteaks. Not soy patties and a chemistry set. AND two Big Gulps. I don’t care Who the Mayor is.

Of all of the works by Ed Hopper/

This here one’s the biggest “show-stopper”./

Yet no square inch of skin/

Is included herein../

So on “Priceless” it’s likely a flopper..///

We don’t cotton to modernist dudes/

Whose output depression exudes../

Give us nymphs, give us satyrs/

To our lot, skin’s what matters:/

Fine Art which appeals to the crude.///

I can tell by your look of dismay/

That you wish I would just go away/

We’re coarse and uncouth/

But the horrible truth/

Is – that nudity’s here to stay.

The artist a sad scene has shown/

A nest to which “nighthawks” have flown -/

an oasis of light/

that’s open all night/

Where they fly after bowling alone.

Saw this last week: https://hyperallergic.com/718667/a-rehang-of-edward-hopper-iconic-nighthawks-changes-the-game/

Hey – that single guy is Be This Guy sending his first comment.

The coffee’s hot. What more can you ask for?

“Two over easy with hash browns scattered, smothered, and covered!”

Chicken and waffles worked, pancakes and sauerkraut not so much

Hmm. Where are the Tick and Arthur?

Red and Kitty Forman?

Let’s party!

This is a piece of art that I have actually seen before

Phillie began to wonder if he could get more customers if he gave his coffee fancy names and charged double for it, and then he thought, Nah it would never work people are smarter than that.

This picture always makes me wonder. ‘How did he keep his windows so clean?’

The unseen sign reads: McStarbux – Over 100 Survivors! (No Restrooms)

Here at The Minimalism Café. The worst part? No jukebox. Just the cups quietly clinking on the saucers, very occasionally.

Back then, if you put out an APB for “white man in boring grey suit and hat”, you’d be hauling in half the population.

You can’t just sit at the counter…you gotta order something to eat!

It was a dark and stormy night. Well it quit raining anyway.

" It’d been a long night and we still didn’t have any answers. Red was tired and bored. Still, I had to try one last stop.

Jimmy, the counterman, was always good for the latest word on the street. But just as I was about to ask Jimmy the million-dollar question, I noticed the fat guy at the counter was watching us from under his hooded eyelids, and pretending not to listen to every word we were saying…"

The actual reason they are still at the diner at 3AM:

“Your sign offers two eggs any style“

growled the Nighthawk with nary a smile

“Since it’s ‘breakfast all day’

I want eggs Fabergé.“

So they all will be waiting a while.

I never really appreciated Hopper’s painting until I watched this… https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lKIbT-4UFaE

Cheeburger, cheeburger, cheeburger. No Coke, Pepsi!

Nighthawks: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"File:Nighthawks_by_Edward_Hopper_1942.jpg" site=commons.wikimedia.org 

(syntax supported by the Google, Yandex, Yahoo, Bing, Duckduckgo, and Ecosia search engines) in the browser address bar (or search for it using one of those search engines) and chose the first File: link found for info and links that point to more info about this painting.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #2904 (March 30, 2022) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment, and using the dropdown menu (even larger if you trim what’s after .png from the URL). I have added a comment there (awaiting Mr. Melcher’s approval) pointing to the artist info I used to point to here. So far 2 works, by this artist, have been used here. The August 5, 2015, strip has the prior (the 22 hyperlinks in my comment there have been deactivated, and the line breaks removed, but perhaps the text remains informative).

Elvis and Marilyn are running late.

Edgar wondered why he always failed to get a date, maybe because the shop was well lit and she didn’t want to be seen with him.

Sorry sir your card is declined. You have to return your burger….

One of my favorite episodes of “Dead Like Me.”