I’ve been known to finish a task and put it on my to-do list just so I can cross it off. Then I celebrate with pie.
I was struck dumb the one time I saw a bigwig actually say “Do you know who I am?” to a clerical worker to try to get better treatment. (It was Roger Schank, if any of you happen to know who he is.)
“Returns”?
It seems that I have heard the “Do you know who I am?” line most often by celebrities when confronted by police. As if the officer is going to say “Oh I had no idea! You’re free to go!”.
Yeah, returns? CIDU. And the Barney & Clyde makes no sense to me either.
The returns one seems to suffer from trying to shoehorn Death into Hallowe’en too much — really, what does Death have to do with the day before (the night before, really) All Saints Day? It isn’t that suddenly there’ll be a spate of deaths to clean things up before the holy day, it’s more the superstitious idea of cleaning up evil spirits. Really, Death has nothing to do with Hallowe’en. Dia dos Mortos, on the other hand…
Ohhhh… Seeing Mark M’s comment has clarified the Barney and Clyde for me: “Do you know who I am” signifying “amnesia” instead of “boy are you in trouble” — OK, I see. I still think it was awkwardly executed. I think you’d want to see the reaction of the victim to Clyde’s joke more — was he scared when he thought he’d bumped the great Barnard J. Pillsbury? Was he relieved when he realized he had amnesia? Oh, but those two things happened in the wrong order… Awkwardly executed. (And also, I suppose that Clyde’s joke had two victims, the indirect victim and the direct victim, the dative victim and accusative victim, if you will; Barney is the indirect victim, because Clyde is indirectly mocking his pretensions of grandeur — so it would have helped if we could see the reaction of the direct victim so we could see whether Barney is correct in his belief that people fear him (it’s a small town, isn’t it? They might!), in which case Clyde’s joke is less mean and more merciful to the direct victim, or whether the direct victim just thinks they are a bunch of loonies, in which case the joke is then more clearly aimed at the indirect victim…)
Ghosts, skeletons, et al, returning to their graves . . . IF they can find ’em (referring to a previous comic of three lost ghosts).
@larK – The Barney and Clyde is Barney doing the normal “Do you know who I am?” bit, while the bum (Clyde?) is making fun of him by giving commentary – “He doesn’t know who he is!” “Oh, wait, false alarm”.
Brian R: thanks for that — I see I still hadn’t gotten it when I thought I had. Now I see it’s just a bit of silliness on Clyde’s part.
The last one would have made more sense to me for November 2nd, the day after Dia de Muertos.
And in light of what is happening to Barney’s Dad, I didn’t think it was funny.
Funny, Andréa, I didn’t even connect the amnesia joke with Grandpa’s Alzheimer’s.
Valid point, though.
You’ve probably heard the story of the college final exam. This was back when you had to write the answers in a “blue book” and put it in the stack on the professor’s desk.
When the professor called out “five minutes” the remaining students started writing faster, except for one student. The professor called out “two minutes” and the students finished up and put their blue books on the stack, except for the one student who calmly kept writing.
The professor called “Time!” and the student ignored him. The professor said “If you do not turn in your book this minute, you will receive a zero for the test.” The student ignored him. The professor folded his arms, glared at the student and waited. After three minutes the student finished and brought up his blue book.
The professor said, “I meant it! You will flunk this course.”
The student said defiantly, “Do you know who I am?”
The professor said, just as defiantly, “No, I do not!”
The student said “Good!” and put his blue book into the middle of the stack and squared up the books.
“Funny, Andréa, I didn’t even connect the amnesia joke with Grandpa’s Alzheimer’s.”
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I’ve been known to finish a task and put it on my to-do list just so I can cross it off. Then I celebrate with pie.
I was struck dumb the one time I saw a bigwig actually say “Do you know who I am?” to a clerical worker to try to get better treatment. (It was Roger Schank, if any of you happen to know who he is.)
“Returns”?
It seems that I have heard the “Do you know who I am?” line most often by celebrities when confronted by police. As if the officer is going to say “Oh I had no idea! You’re free to go!”.
Yeah, returns? CIDU. And the Barney & Clyde makes no sense to me either.
The returns one seems to suffer from trying to shoehorn Death into Hallowe’en too much — really, what does Death have to do with the day before (the night before, really) All Saints Day? It isn’t that suddenly there’ll be a spate of deaths to clean things up before the holy day, it’s more the superstitious idea of cleaning up evil spirits. Really, Death has nothing to do with Hallowe’en. Dia dos Mortos, on the other hand…
Ohhhh… Seeing Mark M’s comment has clarified the Barney and Clyde for me: “Do you know who I am” signifying “amnesia” instead of “boy are you in trouble” — OK, I see. I still think it was awkwardly executed. I think you’d want to see the reaction of the victim to Clyde’s joke more — was he scared when he thought he’d bumped the great Barnard J. Pillsbury? Was he relieved when he realized he had amnesia? Oh, but those two things happened in the wrong order… Awkwardly executed. (And also, I suppose that Clyde’s joke had two victims, the indirect victim and the direct victim, the dative victim and accusative victim, if you will; Barney is the indirect victim, because Clyde is indirectly mocking his pretensions of grandeur — so it would have helped if we could see the reaction of the direct victim so we could see whether Barney is correct in his belief that people fear him (it’s a small town, isn’t it? They might!), in which case Clyde’s joke is less mean and more merciful to the direct victim, or whether the direct victim just thinks they are a bunch of loonies, in which case the joke is then more clearly aimed at the indirect victim…)
Ghosts, skeletons, et al, returning to their graves . . . IF they can find ’em (referring to a previous comic of three lost ghosts).
At the ending, like this . . . (I can’t get timing to show, but it’s in the last 30 seconds or so)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wc9s4xxT1ec
Ad let us not forget the zombies who ‘return’ to their graves, if they haven’t been, well, killed again . . .
https://safr.kingfeatures.com/api/img.php?e=gif&s=c&file=TXV0dHMvMjAxOS8xMS9NdXR0cy4yMDE5MTEwMl8xNTM2LmdpZg==
@larK – The Barney and Clyde is Barney doing the normal “Do you know who I am?” bit, while the bum (Clyde?) is making fun of him by giving commentary – “He doesn’t know who he is!” “Oh, wait, false alarm”.
Brian R: thanks for that — I see I still hadn’t gotten it when I thought I had. Now I see it’s just a bit of silliness on Clyde’s part.
The last one would have made more sense to me for November 2nd, the day after Dia de Muertos.
And in light of what is happening to Barney’s Dad, I didn’t think it was funny.
Funny, Andréa, I didn’t even connect the amnesia joke with Grandpa’s Alzheimer’s.
Valid point, though.
You’ve probably heard the story of the college final exam. This was back when you had to write the answers in a “blue book” and put it in the stack on the professor’s desk.
When the professor called out “five minutes” the remaining students started writing faster, except for one student. The professor called out “two minutes” and the students finished up and put their blue books on the stack, except for the one student who calmly kept writing.
The professor called “Time!” and the student ignored him. The professor said “If you do not turn in your book this minute, you will receive a zero for the test.” The student ignored him. The professor folded his arms, glared at the student and waited. After three minutes the student finished and brought up his blue book.
The professor said, “I meant it! You will flunk this course.”
The student said defiantly, “Do you know who I am?”
The professor said, just as defiantly, “No, I do not!”
The student said “Good!” and put his blue book into the middle of the stack and squared up the books.
“Funny, Andréa, I didn’t even connect the amnesia joke with Grandpa’s Alzheimer’s.”
Obviously, neither did the cartoonist.