It turns out that this isn’t a CIDU once you see the followup, but Kilby quite rightly flagged the first of the pair:
The sequel is here:
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Much Something
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Tim Harrod sent:
Not one clue here
In Memoriam, Bill Bickel
Today is the third anniversary of Bill’s passing. The fact that it’s on a Saturday this year makes me want to say “OY” in a big way.
I expect I had much the same experience as y’all: there we were in the throes of pandemic lockdown, getting the idea that it wasn’t quite going to be piles of bodies in the streets but was still pretty bad, and one of our daily lifelines to sanity just…stopped for several days. I remember feeling vaguely irritated with Bill, while realizing that was unreasonable of me. Then after a few days I started to worry, and then we got the news.
It’s amazing and wonderful that this wee community has continued.
RIP, Bill.
And here’s a link back to Kilby’s most excellent birthday post for Bill, back in July:
https://cidu.info/2023/07/08/birthday-memorial-for-cidu-bill/
The Devil’s
targuman sent:
noting, “I know the phrase ‘Idle hands make the Devil’s workshop’ (or similarly ‘Idle hands make for the Devil’s work’) but I don’t see the Devil working here…just hopping. I get that the idea is sort of like a kid leaving Legos on the floor, but it just doesn’t quite connect for me.”
We have a guess as to the intended story/joke here, but figured we’d let the assembled braintrust have at it.
Eek?
This week’s Beetle Bailey is confusing in a couple of ways:
I have to assume the first panel is a throwaway…but still don’t get the point?! Why is a lieutenant asking a sergeant if he needs to “spice up” his report? And in the rest, ok, there’s a mouse…and?
You can pick your friends
and you can pick your nose, but you can’t pick your friend’s nose.
And targuman contributed this, noting
I admit, (A) I do select my seat on a flight and (B) didn’t get the joke until I read the comments.
This editor was still stumped after reading the comments!
Is that you, God? It’s me, confused
I mean, I guess that’s God, but it could just as well be Santa…or one of the guys from ZZ Top?!
Well then
Downpuppy writes:
No idea what it’s about.
Why are the wells slightly different colors? What is the significance?? And look who what is where???
And then look what came along a couple of days later!
I went wee, wee, wee when I saw this
I see Three Little Pigs and a Big Bad Wolf, and perhaps Mother Goose playing third, and Jack Sprat is up to bat (hey, a rhyme!)–but what does that have to do with baseball? Why are the cat, fiddle, dish, spoon, and cow in the dugout?? Who’s that at shortstop???
Mutht Be A Thimble Exthplanathion
(This editor feels entitled to use that hed, having dealt with a slight lisp for six or so decades)
From Chipster:
He notes that the discussion at GoComics suggests it’s the thimble from Monopoly in jail, and that while that sorta works, it’s not clear what the joke is or if that’s necessarily what Anderson had in mind.
Comics I Don't Understand 
