If Jones would just say, why don’t you just magic them back here…
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Here’s the classic comics update for the 28th – happy Thanksgiving to all who celebrate!
It’s one of those classic Frank King Sunday splash pages, as he interconnects an afternoon back in and about the Alley, featuring just about every member of the current cast. We even get a Cousin Lora sighting, and she’s still with her now-steady beau, Omer.
It’s up, up, and away for Horse’s Neck, and maybe he’s a bit on the cavalier side with the stick as he gets used to piloting the moonshine-powered flying machine. I hope that engine can keep going with the more volatile fuel.
Brenda dreams of her mystery man Basil overnight, but she wakes up as ready as ever to proceed with her marriage to Lance. Only she needs to do just a bit of shopping for the ceremony… and the honeymoon. A week ought to be enough time, Mr. Livwright.
Senator Bobble calls out the state police to come get his Uncle Pert out of what he believes to be a dangerous spot. Though inside the room where the private party continues, I think the most harm that could happen is if Jack Benny showed up and wanted to sit-in with the band.
The memorable and bygone Barney’s Market Club in Chicago, noted for its steaks, its serious drinks and its “Yes sir, Senator” slogan, was born as a tavern at State and Polk streets. After inhabiting several other locations around the city, it moved to Halsted and Randolph streets, where it was a popular dining spot for more than six decades.
It was long assumed that its familiar slogan was born of the patronage of politicians. Though many elected officials were know to drop in, it was owner Barney Kessel’s inability to remember anybody’s name that gave birth to the slogan that eventually emblazoned menus, matchbooks and the prominent sign that hung high from the building. He called almost everybody “Senator.”
Since Jim missed the opportunity to say it again today, allow me to wish all you GA readers a Thanksgiving rich with bountiful blessings shared with family and friends.
Gweedo -it's legal here- Murray 3 days ago
Fairyland tale in FULL swing !
Dirty Dragon 3 days ago
If Jones would just say, why don’t you just magic them back here…
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Here’s the classic comics update for the 28th – happy Thanksgiving to all who celebrate!
It’s one of those classic Frank King Sunday splash pages, as he interconnects an afternoon back in and about the Alley, featuring just about every member of the current cast. We even get a Cousin Lora sighting, and she’s still with her now-steady beau, Omer.
It’s up, up, and away for Horse’s Neck, and maybe he’s a bit on the cavalier side with the stick as he gets used to piloting the moonshine-powered flying machine. I hope that engine can keep going with the more volatile fuel.
Brenda dreams of her mystery man Basil overnight, but she wakes up as ready as ever to proceed with her marriage to Lance. Only she needs to do just a bit of shopping for the ceremony… and the honeymoon. A week ought to be enough time, Mr. Livwright.
Senator Bobble calls out the state police to come get his Uncle Pert out of what he believes to be a dangerous spot. Though inside the room where the private party continues, I think the most harm that could happen is if Jack Benny showed up and wanted to sit-in with the band.
The memorable and bygone Barney’s Market Club in Chicago, noted for its steaks, its serious drinks and its “Yes sir, Senator” slogan, was born as a tavern at State and Polk streets. After inhabiting several other locations around the city, it moved to Halsted and Randolph streets, where it was a popular dining spot for more than six decades.
It was long assumed that its familiar slogan was born of the patronage of politicians. Though many elected officials were know to drop in, it was owner Barney Kessel’s inability to remember anybody’s name that gave birth to the slogan that eventually emblazoned menus, matchbooks and the prominent sign that hung high from the building. He called almost everybody “Senator.”
Uncle $crooge 3 days ago
Is his hand really growing out of his neck?
snsurone76 3 days ago
Rats! I was hoping today’s strip would be a Thanksgiving tribute—even a repeat of last Sunday’s. But, no—it’s just the same old slow-moving arc!
iggyman 3 days ago
Good luck!
davidf42 3 days ago
This is dumb. I mean, this is really dumb.
Darryl Heine 3 days ago
Not Thanksgiving related.
kab2rb 3 days ago
Had to check here so Sunday was our Thanksgiving not the day.
BJShipley1 3 days ago
Seriously, this kid was a barely-verbal toddler a year ago. Why is he like 8 years old now?
R Ever Premium Member 2 days ago
I hoped for the Thanksgiving dinner with the whole family. When was the last time that was done in the alley?
BJShipley1 2 days ago
Why does every character do Jazz Hands when they talk?
I Go Pogo 2 days ago
Since Jim missed the opportunity to say it again today, allow me to wish all you GA readers a Thanksgiving rich with bountiful blessings shared with family and friends.