— I like singing, watching TV (Eight Is Enough!), and writing in my journal. — Apologies, my English is poor and for writing there is this nub of coal and this soiled rag only.
The dork calls for a pizza. By way of handwritten oak-tag sign, the cat instructs him to order something larger than large, and calls him a dork in the process. The dork cannot recognize a direct address without a comma,…
I live in a gentrifying neighborhood. Someone on the block is dealing drugs that, I recently learned, are less benign than I’d assumed; he’s dealing crystal meth. I believe that the drug laws are overly punitive, and I’ve never had…
You know, this strip used to be intentionally vague when it presented human-feline interaction, cleverly sidestepping the issue of whether Jon could “hear” Garfield’s thought balloons. I think Jim Davis has just given up….
