Recent Comments

1. 15 days ago on Pearls Before Swine

   My aunt, who was a country music fan, had a saying about country music: “in country music you’re either cryin’, dyin’, or goin’ somewhere.”

2. 3 months ago on The Duplex

   When I was about 6 my brother and I were supposed to be trying to go to sleep. My mother came to the bedroom door and I blurted out “trapped like rats!” Well she, who loathed the 3 Stooges, said “Alright! That’s it! No more Stooges for you guys!” We were grounded from watching the 3 Stooges for quite awhile. Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk. On a side note, I never have met a woman that like the Stooges…of course the subject doesn’t always come up though.

3. 3 months ago on Next Door Neighbors

   Welcome back Pat…5-6 days is a LONG time to be without electricity. I was out only 7 hours and was so grateful to have it come back on. I cannot imagine almost a week.

4. 6 months ago on B.C.

   Agreed

5. 6 months ago on Pluggers

   Same here. Way too expensive and digital is over priced, but I still subscribe. Out home delivery is not paperboys any longer. Whomever gets a home delivery has gotten it with adults driving cars…for years now. Paperboys are long gone here.

6. 12 months ago on Arlo and Janis

   Been a fan for about 5 years so I am thankful to have discovered A&J. I would have loved to have had this strip in the local paper years ago, but alas it wasn’t.

7. almost 2 years ago on Pluggers

   Not this Plugger!

8. over 2 years ago on Arlo and Janis

   Yeah, I still have mine from the 70’s too minus the reel-to-reel that I sold years ago. I don’t listen to it anymore and I don’t even have the speakers hooked up. I have to chuckle at the audiophiles that complain about mp3 when my hearing isn’t what it used to be—that format is just fine for these old ears.

9. over 2 years ago on Next Door Neighbors

   I can’t remember, but I do think that’s the first time I’ve seen Norm’s eyes. What a hoot!

10. over 3 years ago on Real Life Adventures

    I certainly remember my stove pipe pants, and clackers—which would eventually explode shards of glass so I tossed mine. I left for the army and when I came back a lot of folks had pet rocks.