Saturday Morning OYs – March Forth, 2023


In Chicago we have not exactly Ballet Parking but rather Poetry Parking, close to the Opera House, and with special packages for Opera parking and for Joffrey Ballet. And “ironically” (as the kids like to say) it is very much not valet parking — it is self-parking and their web site brags of “full automation”. As this signage illustrates, you will be aided in remembering what level you parked on by color-coding and iconography of different poets and poems.




Andréa sends these in. Is there an accent where “Potter” sounds like more like “Putter” than it does here in the midwestern U.S.?

This is a bit of deja vu. One of your editors (not saying which one, but their first initial is “z”) accidentally posted these to last week’s OY page, after that page had been published. Proper PUNishment will be forthcoming.

How about some breakfast Grawlix?

It’s All Here in Black and White

(in this case, CIDU stands for Coloring I Don’t Understand)

Kilby writes:

I have mentioned Macanudo’s gray scale problem at Arcamax several times:

It’s too early to be sure where this will go, but Liniers has started a story arc related to color loss:

So far, my favorite strip was on Tuesday, but Wednesday was good, too.

I am guarding my optimism, but nevertheless still hopeful that when their colors do return, the color will also return to the Sunday strips at Arcamax.


That first comic above in color, on ComicsKingdom:

Dr. Lesis Moore

Maybe this should be held until the next time we assemble an Oopsies list post. But even if the wording owes something to bad translation or the author not being a native speaker of English, it’s still hard to guess how anything even somewhat plausibly translatable this way could fuel a story or joke to go with the drawing. Hey, is that even un patito at all?

Misogynist or Misogooseist?

Brian in STL sent this, commenting:

There is dispute in comments as to whether the Wiz is angry because his wife corrected him and he is going to “zap” her or whether he’s mad because he hates geese and is going to do something about that. People having personal experience with geese (including me) tend towards the latter.

Anyone who has had Canada Geese (not “Canadian” Geese!) in their neighborhood can well imagine it’s the birds he’s mad at, but it sure seems unclear.

Sunday Funnies – LOLs, February 26th, 2023



Nerd alert


Lucky for me, I figured out that I don’t have to lick my cats, I can just lick my thumbs then wipe across their faces.

But then again, some do tongue-bathe:

Here’s a bit more Bliss, with likely the same characters in a different setting.