thankfully i’m old enough to have either outlived them, or they can’t remember the last time they took a healthy dump, much less the dumb stuff i did 60+ years ago.
Define, “lost.” If you mean those who left your sphere of existence to do other things with other people, be glad, you don’t need them any more than they need you. If by lost you mean dead, you’ll never find them, they’re dead, death is the end of us, happily.
Alternate Reply: Be a gifted but not very bright professional football player and get a ridiculous multi million dollar contract and they will all be back in a heartbeat and when you are broken down and beaten up and retire you can get a job unloading crates on the dock at Ikea.
Most of them can stay hidden. I worked hard to get those festering sores out of my life. I have peace and intend to hold on to you it to with all my might.
I wonder if he means people who have died or living people with whom he’s lost contact. I tend to find the emotions around the latter far stronger and far more complex. If the relationship ended on a particularly bitter note, resentment and/or regret can retroactively poison the memories of better times. But if I accept that a relationship has run its course, that the currents of the river of fate that once brought us together have now brought us apart, I can gratefully cherish those memories and carry them with me into the future.
BasilBruce about 20 hours ago
Did you check behind the couch?
Bilan about 20 hours ago
Maybe Pig is right. Maybe they’re all hiding from him.
Concretionist about 19 hours ago
Some of them have ghosted you. They’re the hardest to get hold of…
MichaelAxelFleming about 19 hours ago
They are somewhere, and don’t call me Shirley.
montymiff about 18 hours ago
This makes me sad.
blunebottle about 18 hours ago
I can relate. Gone from a family circle of 20-25 regulars to holiday dinners down to just me, over the course of the last 6 years.
ChristineFoxdale about 18 hours ago
Yes, Pig. They’re somewhere.
Somewhere, over the rainbow.
Guy from southern Indiana about 17 hours ago
“So many people have come and gone / Their faces fade as the years go by…” — Boston, “More Than a Feeling”
iggyman about 17 hours ago
Pig, if only!
MayCauseBurns about 17 hours ago
They’re on Facebook of course.
iggyman about 17 hours ago
Bob Dylan’s “Blowing in the Wind” comes to mind.
Gent about 17 hours ago
Forgets them peoples Pig. Just theenks of all the pigs you was lost in life because those peoples was eats them.
Jingles about 17 hours ago
thankfully i’m old enough to have either outlived them, or they can’t remember the last time they took a healthy dump, much less the dumb stuff i did 60+ years ago.
smoore47 about 16 hours ago
Look behind the tree, Pig.
markkahler52 about 15 hours ago
Facebook, Twitter, X, America’s Most Wanted…etc,…
wongo about 15 hours ago
It’s always the last place you look!
kucpa Premium Member about 15 hours ago
Why don’t shout “Olly olly oxen free”?
Ichabod Ferguson about 15 hours ago
Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
To brown and to yellow they fade
And then they have to die
Trapped within the circle time parade
Of changes
[Traveler] Premium Member about 15 hours ago
Good hide and seek players are hard to find
Huckleberry Hiroshima about 14 hours ago
Define, “lost.” If you mean those who left your sphere of existence to do other things with other people, be glad, you don’t need them any more than they need you. If by lost you mean dead, you’ll never find them, they’re dead, death is the end of us, happily.
Croc Holliday about 14 hours ago
Here’s to all the people I’ve lost along the way.
Maybe being a trail guide wasn’t such a good idea.
workjobb Premium Member about 14 hours ago
Another sad Pearls. Pastis has been very melancholy lately.
Goat from PBS about 14 hours ago
“Where was the last place you saw it?”
-Every mother ever
Ellis97 about 14 hours ago
They’re not lost, Pig. They’re in your heart.
mholding about 14 hours ago
Pig, they are in your heart…
Count Olaf Premium Member about 14 hours ago
Win the lottery and they will all be back in a heartbeat.
Count Olaf Premium Member about 14 hours ago
Alternate Reply: Be a gifted but not very bright professional football player and get a ridiculous multi million dollar contract and they will all be back in a heartbeat and when you are broken down and beaten up and retire you can get a job unloading crates on the dock at Ikea.
Kveldulf about 13 hours ago
Where have all the flowers gone?
Gone to young girls every one; when will they ever learn. When will they ever learn?
Where have all the young girls gone ….
Where have all the young boys gone ….
Where have all the soldiers gone ….
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Gone to flowers every one; when will they ever learn. When will they ever learn?
walstib Premium Member about 13 hours ago
Cue Lennon: “In My Life”.
royq27 about 13 hours ago
My experience is that they are hiding, from me…
aerotica69 about 12 hours ago
Whatever social media you are on, chances are they are on a different platform.
RobinHood about 12 hours ago
Though I know, I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I’ve loved them all
Lennon/ McCartny
Mel-T-Pass Premium Member about 12 hours ago
Dangit, Pastis, you made me choke up again.
stepzla about 12 hours ago
Most of them can stay hidden. I worked hard to get those festering sores out of my life. I have peace and intend to hold on to you it to with all my might.
Slowly, he turned... about 11 hours ago
Yes they are. But they are hiding. But don’t call me Shirley (sorry, couldn’t resist).
[Unnamed Reader - bddb15] about 11 hours ago
Seek & ye shall find.
John Jorgensen about 11 hours ago
I wonder if he means people who have died or living people with whom he’s lost contact. I tend to find the emotions around the latter far stronger and far more complex. If the relationship ended on a particularly bitter note, resentment and/or regret can retroactively poison the memories of better times. But if I accept that a relationship has run its course, that the currents of the river of fate that once brought us together have now brought us apart, I can gratefully cherish those memories and carry them with me into the future.
Radish the wordsmith about 11 hours ago
They are somewhere else avoiding you here.
curtlyon19 about 11 hours ago
I always suspect they moved to Ohio and haven’t called me yet
ncorgbl about 11 hours ago
Mine are not forgotten. But someone called them “suckers and losers”.
Enoi about 10 hours ago
Another poignant strip from Pastis. He’s getting mellow with the years.
pheets about 10 hours ago
How …philisophical….. of him!
zeexenon about 10 hours ago
I darn tootin’ hope so. Every time I prayed to save my wife, all lines were busy.
oish about 9 hours ago
I bet you’ll find them in an old photo album
christelisbetty about 9 hours ago
Once upon a time there was a tavern, where we used to raise a glass or two…..and play trivia….then came Covid and closed the place down….
JosephShriver about 8 hours ago
Win the lottery
Troy about 6 hours ago
Yes, and stop calling me Shirley.
Mentor397 about 6 hours ago
Pig seems to be losing weight. Poor guy isn’t eating right.
KEA about 6 hours ago
I wonder if Pig means “dead” or just “lost”?
willie_mctell about 6 hours ago
You have to learn fast interdimensional travel.
Buoy about 5 hours ago
Pig, if they are not in your heart then maybe they don’t deserve to be in your life.
TheBigPickle about 1 hour ago
I doubt it, and don’t call me Shirly.
tomfromthe50s 40 minutes ago
I’d like to have back a few people, and a lot of cats.