Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for August 05, 2009

Perhaps it was a teensy bit too sensible…

Hmm, road rage anyone?

People have no appreciation.

If you can’t move any faster, they’ll help you.

Doctortoon: Speed limits are government provided general risk management advisories. If you don’t feel like doing the research to determine what is the reasonable and proper speed, then if you blindly follow the speed limit, your risk of an accident and or a ticket is held to a notional acceptable level. Most basic speed laws on the books are stated in terms of a speed that will allow for passage with a minimal risk of an accident or other hazard consequence. The way most people drive demonstrates how piss poor they are at doing their own personal risk management and should result in universal calls for some good ‘social darwinism’ enabling legislation to cull the shallow end of the gene pool.

I bet he was driving in the passing lane…

Cleveland, straight ahead:

http://www.comicssherpa.com/site/feature?uc_comic=cscwy

Chad seems to have misinterpreted the beeps, light flashes and digital salutes from the cars behind him. He thought they were expressing their appreciation.

I guess they played a round of rock, TABLE, scissors.

People have places to go and things to do. They have no time for sensible so keep right.

There are always idiots driving ten miles below the speed limit.

Perhaps you should take that rock upside his head.

Hi guys… I’m baaaack!

Didja miss me?

Cos… you know… last night I was … not…here….

Oh.

I… um… see.

 

Anyway…

I’m here now…

And I want to welcome any newcomers to the comments forum for

the wow…. August 5th already?  2019 “CLEO and COMPANY”

 

The strip is set in Cleveland…. but you read it on Sherpa…

which is where Dennis is sending you in his link.

It’s safe, I promise…. well…. except for the occasional painful joke or excruciating pun….

Just be sure to come back here to discuss it.

 

And it’s another new one…. she said cautiously….

just in case she’s about to be told otherwise.

(Yes, on occasion, she talks about herself in the third person…)

 

In California that game is often called Rochambo.

For a fun evening’s entertainment, read about the reason why, on a bunch of language sites and word blogs …

One writer will confidently state as the true derivation, exactly what another thinks is bogus.

 

I suppose “Rochambo” is unspecific, and doesn’t _ preclude “Rock, table, scissors…”.

And of course, some geeks play “Rock, paper, scissors, lizard, Spock.”

What?

Don’t ask me, I’m just reporting it.

 

Speaking of California…. well… I did, someplace up there….

This is one of the only states where there’s no prohibition on travel in the left lane.

We call it the “fast lane”, as opposed to the “slow lane” on the right.

 

Signs urge “Slower traffic keep right” … and theoretically you can get a ticket for not moving over if faster traffic wants to pass.

In actual fact, you’d rarely get one if you’re driving at or near the speed limit….

causing accidents and near misses by not letting the rest of us go 5 to 10 miles above it.

 

Get out of the @#$%! way, Chad!

So that’s why there are no scissors in the house.

That was a rebel rock who someday wanted to be Super-Rock, capable of destroying anything, ruling over any paper or any sissors.

nah, that was Claude’s old pet rock from the seventies

Grog plays rock, rock, rock. Rock wins every time.

We have just seen our scientific proof that rocks are superior to tables.

Good girl, Cleo!

Cleo has a rock and she knows how to use it. Rock on, Cleo!!

Dennis Perkycat and Susan 10:30 PM here in Central PA. Time for me to brush my teeth , put on my beauty cream LOL LOL! (already had my bath) and head to my feather pillows, so you all have a GREAT night!