The Argyle Sweater by Scott Hilburn for February 23, 2013

Diamond Jim stud, I guess.

As if you weren’t taking a lashing.

I don’t agree….have you heard of the Kardashians?

Who nose what runs through her mind.

Snot her friend’s right to criticise.

Stop giving him the eye.

Mrs. Potato Head called. She is looking for you both…

At least she wasn’t stud up.

“And while you’re ear, would you please wax my car?”

Haven’t I seen her on television — CBS or an old episode of “The Twilight Zone”?

This could be sensory overload.

I wonder who would win in a staring contest.

La Orana! Didja miss me?Two weeks with no compukers, no sell phones, no smell-o-vision, no losepapers, no schmegmazines!Just two glorious weeks on Huahina, French Polynesia with peace & quiet, windsong, sussurating surf and occasional strains of strings, pipes and percussion to underscore our pompitous of love.Sunning, strolling, swimming and supping filled our days; I leave the nights to your wildest imagination.Tan, fit and sated (actually, quite overfed), we are now returned to my grueling pace of retirement (although Pearlie is still teaching high school) and our usual humdrum everyday lifestyle.Yes, I did miss GoComics at times…

the eyes have it,even in calvin & hobbes!

This is one of the best strips I read so far today.

When Mr. Potato Head got laid off, it affected all the parts. Now they have to dress to impress for interviews.

In one ear and out the other.

Speaking of lobe blows, how’s your mother? (Sorry, someone had to say that.)

eye cant EAR you!