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Good day to you, Bizarro Jazz Pickles. It is another beautiful day here in SoCal –– sunny and 70º –– which was a big reason for my moving here, so I’m happy about that. The amount I’m saving on crazy pills (anti-depressants) alone is paying for half of my rent.
Here’s the breakdown of today’s cartoons:
1. God, I hate politicians, especially conservative ones.
2. I grew up in Tulsa, Oklahoma, so that’s why I chose that name for one of the jars in the Air Museum. I have a sister who lives outside of Portland. Boston is a short name that fit easily on the card.
3. If you’re older than forty, you likely remember when rotary-dial phones were the norm and how in the early days of long distance discount companies, you had to dial your account number, then a code of some kind, then the number of condiments in your refrigerator, then your bank’s routing number, then the number you wanted to reach, which added up to something like 40 or 50 numbers. If you made even a single mistake or lost your place, you’d have to start again, so most phone calls ended up requiring you to rotate your bloody, sore digit around that plastic disk sixty or eighty times, only to find out the party you were calling was not home and did not yet own one of those newfangled answering machines. It was a soul-crushing experience from which I shall never recover.
Of course, when teens of today are old, they’ll be complaining about the days before “smart phones” when they had to push the number keys eleven times to type the word “love” into a text message. Not as soul-crushing as having to dial 60 numbers on a rotary dial, but inconvenient, to be sure.
I look forward to the day when we can just say the name of the person we want to call and our phone will dial it automatically. Oh, wait. That’s already here.
These cartoons and MORE on SO many products.
Great cartoons collected in books.