Random ramblings of a mind damaged by years of disuse and abuse. Also a place to go to be bored to tears.
The Random Comic Strip
Words to live by...
"How beautiful it is to do nothing, and to rest afterward."
(The right to looseness has been officially given)
"Everyone carries a part of society on his shoulders," wrote Ludwig von Mises, "no one is relieved of his share of responsibility by others. And no one can find a safe way for himself if society is sweeping towards destruction. Therefore everyone, in his own interest, must thrust himself vigorously into the intellectual battle."
Apparently, the crossword puzzle that disappeared from the blog, came back.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Comical things can be complicated
When we were little kids, we loved the comics pages in the paper, didn't we? We still do. I do anyway and I am sure I'm not alone in (way too rapidly advancing) adulthood. Those of you under the age of 60-something likely missed the treat of listening to the radio on Sunday mornings to hear the comic strips being acted out. We would sit (usually lie) in the living room, next to the radio (which, at that time, seemed almost the size and shape of a jukebox), and follow along with the comic pages laid out on the floor in front of us.
Television, of course, changed all that eventually. But I never lost my love of the comics. It's just that there's no one to read them to me on Sunday mornings. I must do that myself. And I do. Also on Monday through Saturday mornings. Online, of course. Just as I do crossword puzzles. I don't get any newspapers delivered to my home anymore. Rarely ever did. Never got into the routine of having a newspaper subscription. I would occasionally pick up a paper at a newsstand to read while I had breakfast or lunch at a restaurant. But once I had a family of my own (such as it was), I stopped even doing that. It's hard to read a newspaper and keep a very active little boy in check. Or pay attention to one's future former wife.
In spite of that, I have retained my love of comics to this day. The love that was born in my earliest recalled years. Reading the comics transports me back to that cozy, warm, safe feeling I had on those Sunday mornings next to the radio.
It's much easier today... the Internet provides. As you have noticed, for a long time I have posted various comic strips as the first thing below the blog title. As some of you have noticed, the strip hasn't changed in some time now. This is because my favored source page (comics.com) no longer allows me to embed them in the blog. They merged with another comics page (GoComics.com) and dropped that option. The Internet giveth and the Internet taketh away. Praise the Internet, may it bless our lives forever.
My taste in comic strips has evolved over the years. At times I even followed Mary Worth, Rex Morgan, and Gil Thorp... simply because they were there, on those pages in the paper. But not since the internet became my source. I could now pick and choose among them. And I have. The source page allows me to establish and edit a list of strips which display when I log in.
My current list of favored comics is as follows: The Born Loser Drabble Frank & Ernest Get Fuzzy Andy Capp B.C. Wizard of Id Luann Pickles Broom Hilda Momma Rose is Rose Herman Calvin and Hobbes Non Sequitur Shoe
I will be finding a way to embed these in the blog soon. Not all of them, of course, but one or another that I find amusing or pertinent on a given day.
By the way, today is the 67th anniversary of D-Day. We should take the time today to think about those who gave their lives that day and to those who were permanently injured, and those who survived whole. Brave men all who, I am sure, didn't think they were at the time.