And I was supposed to be listening to Mlle. Martin tonight in person, but then the pandemic happened.
“I’m a big, big fan Mr. Namath, but all I really want is an autograph.”
In the early 60s, the star-filled Judgment at Nuremberg was to highbrow drama what the star-filled It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World was to lowbrow comedy… and Spencer Tracy got to play a leading role in both.
That, I think, is seriously impressive.
I don’t get it, but it’s still funny.
Kilby sent this one. I’m not sure it fits the criteria for blood-pumping wake-up music — but it can be interpreted as appropriate for these Days of Pandemic, so we’ll make an exception.
My wife’s work laptop blew up, so she’ll have to commandeer mine until it’s replaced. Everything’s queued through Saturday morning, but I might not have any Admin functions.
Is Pokémon Go still a thing? Or does Mr. Anderson think it’s still a thing? Or is this just an old comic?
My one experience with Pokémon Go was just over three years when my nephew showed me how it worked while we were sitting in a restaurant. This might not have been the best decision either of us had ever made.
Comics I Don't Understand 