Sunday Funnies – LOLs – July 13, 2025


A few days ago, your editor, riding his bike in a bike lane, was right hooked. Both my bicycle and his car had the green light; I’m going straight and his car came up from behind and turned right; luckily I only made contact with the side of his car and was unhurt except for some bruising when I hit the street. The driver said he saw me, but assumed I would stop at the green light because the pedestrian signal said “wait”! My adrenalin was already going wild from the accident and this statement failed to calm me down.

But that’s not the punchline here. While we were waiting for the police, I noticed his car had a temporary license plate. I asked it if was a new car. It was; his previous car had been totaled because he’d been in a t-bone accident the week before.







CIDU Bill LXX

In honor of what would have been CIDU Bill‘s 70th birthday, here are a pair of comics that he would never have understood:


P.S. When I first discovered this strip, I thought that the “60” in the first frame might be a wonderful, serendipitous coincidence, but alas, my math was off by a decade.



Sunday Funnies – LOLs – July 6, 2025

As a kid in the back seat, I used to look up after seeing “Watch for Falling Rock” signs to see if there were rocks falling. This, of course, was futile. Drivers on curvy mountain roads should be looking at the road, and looking for fallen rocks, not staring up at the bluff on the off-chance that there’s a boulder coming down right at this very second. Most, but not all, signs I see on the highway now say fallen, not falling.




Mark H. sends this in as a fourth wall breaker, and wonders: “Do cartoon characters count in base eight?”




Saturday Morning OYs – July 5, 2025



This reflects recent events in Jef Mallett’s life.

He posted: “for those more curious than squeamish, I landed on my knee lightly (leaving not even the slightest strawberry of an abrasion) but with apparent diamond-cutter precision and sheared off my lateral epicondyle, which is that big knob at the end of the femur so the bone can become part of the knee and so cartoonists can draw the bone. It was reattached with five screws (for reference, visit the Home Depot and wander the deck hardware aisle), followed by eight weeks on crutches. Followed by a lot of physical therapy and a lot more patience. It’s all going very well, thank you, and it’s way too early to wonder about what I might be able to do a year or five from now. But I was fortunate enough to be fairly fit going into this, and very fortunate to land the surgeon I did. And fortunate/unfortunate enough to already be quite familiar with a terrific PT clinic. Onward. And already without a noticeable limp.”


I ate with some friends at a new Indian restaurant. One friend, unfamiliar with Indian cuisine, asked what paneer was. I described it as “the tofu of cheeses”.


Independence Day

It’s interesting that the white character in this comic from 1976 is named Nate. Much later, Nate Bargatze will have a similar theme in this now well-known SNL skit:







On a serious note, it is always worth pondering the end of Abraham Lincoln’s Second Inaugural Speech:

“With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation’s wounds, to care for him who shall have borne the battle and for his widow and his orphan, to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations.”


Sunday Funnies – LOLs – June 29, 2025

Again, Again!


JMcAndrew notes: “He’s pretending to be having a medical emergency? A seizure? Allergic Reaction? As a way to entertain his grandchild on video chat? Why?”

Parisi is 64, about the age to have young grandchildren. I’ve done this with my grandchildren, who are always amused, and usually want me to do it again.



JMcAndrew sends this in: “I have to agree with Ditto. It’s ridiculous that they only have 3 birthday candles and her plan was to just hope her 6-year-old wasn’t perceptive enough to notice. Is the family in such financial hardship that they can’t afford some new birthday candles? This is sad more than funny but I like how mad Lois looks here as she cuts the candles in half.”



In honor of the past week’s heat dome:


Saturday Morning OYs – June 28, 2025

Mark H. sends in this censible comic: “This one is just a specimen of five days worth of penny / money puns. 6/17-6/21 could all appear as a single “Oy” section.

I wouldn’t change a thing…”


Mitch4 sends this in: “Quite a bit of phonological compression required, but despite not looking much alike, I can buy it that “Namaste” is a good sound substitute for “Nah, Imma stay” (where “Imma” in turn is a contemporary short form for “I’m gonna”).”


Membership is in creasing.


Sunday Funnies – LOLs – June 22, 2025



Boise Ed sends this in: “For years, the doctor has been on Ed’s (no relation) case about his weight. Nothing to do with me, no sir.”


Alt-text: If you think curiosity without rigor is bad, you should see rigor without curiosity.


chemgal sends this in: “For those unfamiliar with the strip, it’s worth noting that she is the mother of the young streaker, and the coach chasing him is his dad. Her very chill attitude contrasting the wide-eyed stared of the other spectators is what made me laugh.”


Saturday Morning OYs – June 21, 2025

A couple of movie-related OYs


JMcAndrew sends this in: “IMDB and Rotten Tomatoes have no results for anything called “The Immortal Weekend”. Does Brutus think this is a pornographic movie?”

Maybe just hoping.


Now some food-related:


On group bike rides, you call out a hazard as a courtesy to the riders behind you so they don’t hit it. So, you might call out “road kill” or “squirrel” or “skunk” … or “lunch”.


JMcAndrew sends this in: “Did someone spike it with LSD? Probably should call 911 if all these people were exposed and exhibiting symptoms.”