Saturday afternoon bonus: May the Fourth

When this strip first appeared last September, I was sorry that I couldn’t read Rhymes with Orange from a source that had a functional comment system, because I was expecting flame wars from the dedicated Star Wars fanatics. However, since September seemed most inappropriate for the subject matter, I decided to schedule this post for a more opportune date in May. There were, of course, two obvious possibilities, but I decided to go with the first one (feel free to re-read this eight days from now).

P.S. The cinnamon bun on top of the Queen’s head is a nice touch, but I will leave it to the considerate (flame-proof) fans in the CIDU audience to pick apart why this strip is just all wrong.

Bonus CIDU: Did they know?

Hmmm, do they or do they not know there is a big Internet program/project called “Second Life” ? [Which I’m sure was around in 2009.]

P.S. Current SecondLife site.


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Saturday Morning OYs – March 30th, 2024

I mistook those candles in the background for cat-hair rollers!

And the pun factor is: how about some gin or vodka?



I’m a little dubious how “went on the wagon” works out here. But let it be noted, there are probably several cities with drinking establishments called Crow-Bar or Cro-Bar.




That’s not what the author meant!

I recently ran into not just one, but a pair of (independent) comics that I just happened to completely misinterpret when I first read them. Both readings were humorous, just, well, “different”.

At first glance I thought the woman was trying to trick innocent candidates into volunteering (only first-timers would be so silly as to actually raise a hand; anyone with jury experience would know that maintaining a low profile is the best strategy to escape selection). Then I re-examined the artwork and realized that the gag was just a simple pun. Ooops.


The author wasn’t making any unusual wordplay with “a star is born“, but I mistakenly identified a joke that was not there. The German term for “cataract” is “grauer Star“, and I forgot that it’s not called that in English, and was expecting the “googly eye” to go blind in the next day’s strip. Ooops again.


Feel free to chime in with similar experiences, if you like.

Sunday Funnies – LOLs, November 26th, 2023

Ewww-LOL here. Or Aaaggghhh-ewwww-lol?

“It’s not a snowman. It’s my grandpa, who froze last night.”


Kilby writes: This was a CIDU until I zoomed in to read the title panel and get a better view of the dummy:


Pick your religion:


But no, kids are NOT that stupid!



One for the cat people here.


Yikes!


But maybe the hippo would enjoy Dance of the Hours more!

Bikini Appliances


Although they were invented in the 1940s, household microwave ovens did not become widespread until the mid 1970s, but I know for certain that I’ve been using the verb “nuke” (as a synonym for “cook in a microwave“) for at least four decades, because I vividly remember the puzzlement it caused for a friend’s son in the early 1980s. I find it somewhat surprising that the term could become so commonly accepted in less than a decade, but thinking back, this may be the very first time that I have ever seen the word “nuke” used in this sense in printed (albeit comic) form.

Sitting around the laughing stick (Random retro LOLs, 2019 or before, Part 2)

Cleaning out old file storage services




An old favorite!

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Another old favorite


As so often with “Viivi and Wagner”, the thesis seems to be that men are pigs…


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Rebranding a Lead Balloon


This Rhymes with Orange strip might have worked perfectly back in early summer, but now it just seems awkward. The new corporate name just isn’t easy to adapt into usable slang, and even if it were, the political deadweight surrounding the takeover and renaming ruins any possible remaining humor.


In a curious instance of personal asynchronicity, it wasn’t until a couple of hours after I had written the text above (including the headline) that I saw Sunday’s Doonesbury, which needs no further commentary: