Cool!
Is it a wrap?

Naw.
Just a naked truth trap.

I know we're made for each other.
I have this feeling about it.
Deep down inside.
Where my stomach is sloshing about,
Terrified that you won't agree.

Flight of the Fledgling

Wheeee.
Oops!
Wheeeeee.
Oops!
Wheeeeeeee.
Oops!
Wheeee.
Oops!
Wheeeeeeeeeee.
Oops!
Wheeee.
Oops!
Wheeeeeeeee.
Oops!
Wheeeeeeeeeeee???????
.......???
..............??!
!
*.......................aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.......................*

***

Bip bop bip bop!

Just a little hip hop!

Keepin' my heart a poundin'.

Bip bop bip bop!

Then a little trip trop!

To open the door astoundin'.

Flying high.

If I just stand still...
...

maybe
...

mmm

...

the good feeling
...
mmm

...
will
...
mmm
...
last
.
.

.

m
m
m

OooooooOOOOOOOOoooooooo!

Lightensity!

Hey!

You OK over there?

You need any help?
...
No?
...
You sure?
...
Well, ok.
...
But if you ever...?
...
Oh, I see.
Yes.
That makes sense.
I did that too when I ...
...
Oh. Ok.
Bye.
Oh wait!
I just wanted you to know
I'll be checking in on you tomorrow.
...
What?
...
Oh, yes.
I know, I know.
It's true. I can be annoying.
Hindsights usually are.

I think I might be getting too old for this.

tic tic tic

Ping!

tic tic tic

Zing!

tic tic tic

(Oooh, this feels so good.)

Sing!
Ding!

Bing!

(Whoops!)

OUCH!!

Sting!

Sting!
Sting!

Here I am.
Finally.

Where I thought I'd be.

...

...
...

The Muff

Ooh, this cold.
Tingles my tips.
Wiggle wiggle.
Fire sticks.
Ooo.
There goes a flame.
Now I'm warm.
And now I'm... hot!
Oh, go slow! go slow!
Whoa! Whoa!
The flames are sweltering.
My fingers are melting.
Wet fish sticks.
Stinky.
And all that snow
looking so clean.

Perfection...?

Oh, I'm sure there's a flaw in here somewhere.

Why?

I dun'no.

It's mystifying.

I tries to avoid it...

But there I go.

Again on that track.

Like everyone else.

Maybe it goes somewhere?

Shoot the breeze?

Imploding sneeze.

_______________________________________________________

*This cartoon was created a few days ago and scheduled to appear today. Yesterday a wild fire took over my rugged country hometown, burning the homes of many friends and neighbors. Is there humor in an unfolding disaster? Containment is fiercely being fought for but at this point illusory. I feel like this man, standing there helplessly looking from a distance, wishing like crazy that all that smoke would clear up in a poof of magic at my will.

Oh, geez!

You guys want to be friends?!?

Now you tell me.

Doink.

Doink.

...

Doink?

Doink? Doink?

Doink! Doink! Doink?

...

...
(Sigh.)
...

Doink.

Doink.

Doink.

Shooshooshoosh, Beastie Mine.

I be feelin' your muscles strong,

Your courageous heart,

Your stilled anger,

Your sweet, quiet song.

I be whistlin' next to you, Beastie,

Breathin' in that warmth of your inner fire.

hu...
hu...
hu...



HaaaRRRRRR!


Beat the BARRR
FAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrRRRRRR!

!!!

Is this it?

It isn't.

Magnifisn't.

Hi guy, up there so high,

Putting your energy into the sky.

H'lo Joe, down there so low,

Breathing warm spirit out of the snow.

ARRR!

(Hachooo!)

(Rest reflex and renewal.)

(Hachooo!)

A Determined Moper

Shooo!

Shooo!

Got to get rid of you,

You happy, happy thought.

Elderly Conversation

(giggle)

(snort)

(toot)

(twinkle, twinkle, twinkle)

Ooo... ooo... ooo!

(Capture the moment,

Frame the scene,

Quantify the quality,

While critics convene.)

Shoo!

That bee-brained tweety has got her flight and fight all mixed up.

Finger flickin' scam man,

Walkin' down the street.

Wove a little tale to tell

himself and Mama Sweet.

Lost Heroine

If only I were she...

If only, if only, if only.

Variations on a Theme

Darn shocks!

You hoo!

(Springy sproingy diverting boingy.)

How?

Listen

...
......
...
......
..
.

I'm trying to ignore it.

Peace within... peace within... peace within...

oh... what a weird little brown bug.

Huh. Look at that thing dig.

Crawl on my finger?

Oops.

Dang.

Peace within... peace within... peace within...

The Lesson

oh?

oh?

oh?

oh?

oh?

oh?

oh?

oh?

ohh?

ohhh?

ohhhh.

A Meeting of the Minds

Come on... come on... come on...

 just a little bit more... easy does it....

just a whisper... come on...

eh, eh, eh....ooosh...

Aaaaaaaaa.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

Hi pie.

(munch munch munch)

Pie high.

I know I'll get this problem sewed up somehow.

The solution is here somewhere.

Listen.
Is that the sound of the world
laughing or crying at us?

Ooo.
Shaboomah.
Iz just the dew sucking up
pearls of wisdom
on a cool autumn
morn.

Three Wanderers

I see it all and it's all that I see.

--

I see it all and it's all that I see.

--

I see it all and it's all that I see.

Do you understand?

Nope.

Cool.

Me neither.

Opportunity here.

Opportunity there...

...Going to chase...

...ohhh...

...ahhh...

...hmmmmmm...

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

(Plink)

One is from when I became a man.

Two is from when I lost it.

Three I found at the top of the heap.

Four is what covers the cost of it.

Ho! Ho!
What's this?
Something new.
Treasure.

Oh shoo!
What's this in my way?

Should I...

...step on it?

It might be too hard.

... step over it?

It might reach up and bite me.

... ignore it?

It might jump me from behind.

... hit it?

It might be tougher than me hand.

... kick it?

It might not budge and ouch goes me toe.

... pick it up?

It might be too heavy to hold.

What to do, what to do?
I'm keeping my eye on you,

you strange thingy down there
pretending to ignore me.

Are you sure that thing's safe, Ma?

Sure, Poppet.

Iz just a bit more fluttery,

tad more trillery,

smidge more sugary,

and a scootch more flippery than you or me,

but it does rise as if from the dead

with an amazing panache.

(flippy flop)

Wow!

Won esens sekam lla ti.

(flippy floop)

Yikes!
Dizzy making, too.

I bet it's just some

quack'd up pearl of wisdom,

that thing about the apple

falling as fast as a bagged goose.

Finding Inner Light

Oh, shoot, how do I turn myself on again?

There's some belly button knob I'm supposed to poke...?

Spheniscidae Soft Shoe

Fiddle faddle fibble flap a-fooh,

Pitty patty shibby shap a-shoe.

Sing a little silly bop,
Do a little island hop,
Itty bitty belly flop adieu.

Mart, did ya ever think way back when
that we'd have such a stable relationship?

Sure.

How come?

Ya know how we tend to go with the flow?

Yeah.

Well, underneath it all I always made sure

there'd be a tiny bit of substance.

Ah. So that's what's keepin' this here boat afloat.

Hmph.

And maybe a bit of hook, line, and sinker.

Yours or mine?

Heh, heh.

Hee, hee.

Ooh! Caught one!

Oh, Lenny Lou.
Of course I'll square dance with you.
That's where I grooves
In me out of box moves.