Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for April 08, 2009

You never know when an errant deer may wander by.

“Diner will be here shortly hun.”

Deer wander right by my front door.

 

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And Turkeys.

 

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Think of it as Norm’s man cave. If he ever actually fired a shot from there, and assuming he is within sight of neighbors, he is liable to get a lesson in local gun ordinances. Your own property is fine, but since bullets don’t respect property lines, most places put some limits on your ability to just fire at will.

And Claude: you could do something to disrupt Cleo’s attempted battery of the mailman, y’know. Like step on the other pedal.

Norma is not going to mess with Norm’s hunting forays. She gets a bit of peace, and she knows that he is not getting into trouble.

He should keep a beer stand.

What have you got against the sun?

Hello Cleo family…

Just a quick note, via my cell phone…

 

About an hour ago, when I was ready to post my usual long comment on the computer,my phone and internet both stopped working.

It’s the same as it was a couple of weeks ago, before they supposedly fixed it.

 

I was wishing I could copy and paste it into an email or something so I could post it from this phone….

But of course, you can’t do that without the internet, either.

 

I’m going to bed…

Hoping everything will work for a while tomorrow.

Last time the problem was intermittent… though more off than on.

But in any case I have to call for service again and then hope it stays repaired.

 

Service on this cell phone is better than on my last one…

But not perfect… Right now I only have two bars.

 

If you don’t see me you’ll know I’m ok…

Just in communication limbo.

That poor hat will never know what hit it. His wife, Mrs. Hat, had great insurance on her husband. For some reason, Cleo got a big bag of kibble delivered just a few hours ago from somebody called Fox the Cat.

Pith on you.

ooo! very pithy of you

Pith off, pith boy.*

* With apologies to Mel Brooks and Harvey Korman.​

I love my sunroof!

But then I don’t have a sweet doggie like Cleo.

Or, a slingshot.

And our mail person drives a car (something about a rural neighborhood being too far apart to walk).

Deer Stand? Yeah right! He has a recliner, fridge and tv set up there I’ll bet ya’!

Norman likes to take his dessert up there — custard’s last stand and other unconsidered trifles…

Oh Cleo, it must be nice to have your humans under your paw!

Suuuuuuuusan! where ARRRRRRe you?

I’m thinking it’s time you moved up from the steam-driven internet company that ‘serves’ you…..

and here I thought California had cutting edge technology

Trouble is he keeps the deer in the front yard.