Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for August 07, 2009

The gentleman in the wife beater seems to have been a bit peeved at Allen.

Nothing to see here, move along!

“Wife-beater” is a ref to that particular kind of undershirt we see on the dude walking away. Supposedly guys who walk around dressed like that in public are more likely to beat their wives than the more sartorially advanced.

JVA is the master of understatement here.

I suspect that Cleo has a great deal of confidence in her immune system. She is not now throwing herself on a grenade.

And heeeere’s Cleo (and company)!

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I expected that answer from Cleo.

@Claude: What is a vegan doing right outside a butcher shop?

Good quality meat isn’t rotten when it’s near its “expiry” date. The butcher wouldn’t be in business anymore.

Beef, pork etc. has to rest several weeks, is often sold sealed in plastic and kept cold all the time. Where’s the problem?

I would be careful with chicken etc. – but if you transport and store it cool for a day or prepare and/or freeze it immediately – where’s the problem?

It would have been great if he was shy.

Cleo’s dying to sink her teeth into it, but Vegan Vic would have been an equally choice cut.

Vegan Vic symbolizes soooo many people to me.

In your dreams, Cleo!

“your’s”?!?

Shame on you!

Hi again, everybody…

Welcome to the discussion forum for

the August 7th  2019 “CLEO and COMPANY”

As you see by the links above, we read it on Sherpa

and then comment here, on the 10-years-to-the-day-old Ballard Street strip.

Vegan Vic reminds me of lots of people too….

One, a vegetarian friend who, in the 70’s, lectured me mercilessly about everything I ate.

Chickens were “poisonous” because they were fed “chemicals”…

McDonald’s hamburgers were not real meat…. I laughed and said that meant she could eat them.

By the 80’s she and her husband were raising their own chickens…. which were OK to eat, of course….

Then she had a baby…. next time I saw her she was at McDonald’s with him… a hyperactive toddler who only liked to eat hamburgers.

I “invited” a couple of people on other strips to the Cleo comments…. and then…. sigh…. didn’t show up myself, yesterday.

But I did say I was intermittent…. and here I am now!

If you’re here… say hi!

I’ve been a bit scarce not only for the reason you all know…. but also because the county fair is on.

Every year a vendor friend gives me some free tickets and an employee parking pass …. how I got so lucky I do not know.

This year, I don’t feel much in the mood, but I think I need to get out of the house….

and turning down the gift of what would be $15 tickets and $9/day parking seems just too ungrateful to allow myself.

So…. I go… but late… and I stay till the buildings close, which is right about at the turn here…. and make dinner when I get home.

(Not paying the truly outrageous prices to eat mostly unhealthy food at the fair.)

It means I’ve been even more likely to be late or missing on the comics.

But it’ll be over after this coming Sunday.

And I WILL be here for the puzzle, never fear.

I’ll try not to be late but I can’t promise.

If they followed Vic, they would see him sneak around to the back of the meat shop to get the left over meat from the dumpster and then take it to his restaurant and serve it as vegan meat.

vegan meat?…..that’s an oxymoron if I’ve ever heard one

AwL aHm sayin is… “ther Aint’ no egspurayshun date$ on Munkys’ Meet” o.0

There she is again! Our Cleo is selflessly offering her services of being the tasting guinea pig! What a girl.

Yes, Cleo is always ready to help. She’s trying to protect Claude and Clara.