Monty by Jim Meddick for August 21, 2024

Chew Chewchoo.

Ashes to ashes, dust to bread crusts.

I close my eyes

Only for a moment, and the Moondog’s gone

All Monty’s dreams

Pass before Fleshy’s eyes, a catiosity

Dust in the wind

Chewchoo is dust in the wind

Lucky, it was a yorkie, not a great dane.

“Would you folks mind taking a quick dip in the water?”

“Achewchoo!” … … “Bless yewyou!”

They bust me up. Their legs are all lined up, each one has a double grip on their ‘samich. It’s like a military parade. Each ’samich has one bite each, right out of the middle.

Sad strip today. Too soon for me after losing my own “chewchoo” recently. RIP Taffy.

Same concept as Jerry Jeff Walker’s song ♪ “Pisssin’ in the Wind” ♪ .

Mrs Robinson, I presume.

The Big Lewboski scene.

I remember a Jeep commercial, similar situation with ole grandpa or such, and the two younger guys four wheel up a trail to spread the ashes at a scenic overlook. They have a really good time four wheeling and the container spilled the ashes all over the rear of the vehicle. Last scene is at a car wash vacuuming ole grandpa out of the vehicle.

ew… :{

“Like sand on the Tuna Melts, so are the winds of Mister Chewchoo…”

REMINDS ME OF “THE BIG LEBOWSKI”

“That’s not herb tea. That’s Herb!”

They should all go to swim for honoring Mr. Chewchoo’s memory.

Walter, everything’s a travesty with you!

Made me laugh out loud.

Dogs for Moon Dog!

This is why people hire professionals to scatter cremated remains.

And that is why, when we took my wife’s ashes to the ocean, we submerged them and then torn the bag open.

UGH!

They’re always making ashes of themselves.

A “Woody Guthrie funeral”?

I like the way Meddick’s done the ash effect. Very nice. :)

oops

And you thought that dog hair in your food was bad?

Gone to the dogs. Mr. Chewchoo stole a last batch of sandwiches on his way out.

I empathize. I inhaled a significant portion of my father-on-law.