Yes, I’m back. And spring is out in all it’s beauty. Except last Tuesday when it snowed again. Ah, Spring! It always reminds me of my first wife. We were young and so in love! Did I ever show you a picture of Frau Grace #1? No? Here’s a picture of her just before we got married.
I was only able to draw three days last week. I was working over at the shack on the bay, and the Wednesday was my volunteer day at the nursing home. (Yes, believe it or not, I volunteer at a nursing home one day a month, and I’ve been doing it for the past 12 years.)
Joel from Baltimore asked me to post this Sunday from November of 2009. Here it is:
Worked hard all week. The Frau and I went out on Friday, closed one joint down then went in for the duration at a sports bar next door. It’s at Lake Anne in Reston VA. I used to have a studio right upstairs from the bar. Frau Grace was in rare spirits that night. She threw her bra at me when I was singing. She gets like that after a few.Here we are with some of our friends laughing it up.Next day we took a drive out to Leesburg VA. Nice old downtown lots of little restaurants and quaint shops. Here’s the Courthouse…This old cabin is from 1760…
Typical gift shop…This is the shop where Frau Grace knocked over the stack of China. She was still enjoying the night before.
Just for something different, here’s a Sunday strip from 1989:
Yesterday I received a special gift in the mail. I knew it was coming, but I wasn’t sure exactly what it was. It was sent by Germund Von Wowern, the long time editor of the Swedish Ernie Christmas Album for Egmont. If you don’t know Egmont, It’s one of the largest publishers in the world, and they do tons of cartoon books and Children’s books. They publish the Swedish Ernie magazine. Well, if also you don’t know the work of Lars Mortimer, he is the creator of Sweden’s best loved and most popular newspaper comic strip, Hälge. Hälge just happens to be a moose, and if you’ve read my comics for a long time, you know that I’m fascinated by mosses. Lars painted this picture of Hälge and Earl, my piranha. It’s terrific. Great thanks goes to both Lars and Germund.Back in 2000 Sid sold his soul to the devil. HOLY FAUST! Here’s week one…
When I was a kid living in Gulf Park (That’s the trailer park. Now they call it Sandpiper Resort. Sounds classier.) When I was a kid living in Gulf Park, there was a family living one street over. They were from upstate New York. Now I tought we had it rough, My mother and father and my sister and I lived for a while in a 25 foot Alma, but then we moved up to a 32 foot used trailer. (A few weeks ago I posted a photo of it as it is now) The Safford family lived in a 38 foot trailer. But there were eight of them. It always intrigued me how a family of eight could live in that small space. Russell was my age. He was the fourth oldest. He told me that they ate in shifts. They slept on top of each other. How they managed, God knows.
I had been so looking forward to seeing him for so many years. He had retired and moved with his wife, Boots, to Tallevast, right near Bradenton. We got together, along with my sister and, to out delight, Russell’s older brother, Bob and his wife, Myrna. Bob is my sister’s age. He was the good looking one. Russell was the smart one. He enlisted as a seaman out of high school. At the end of his Navy career 22 years later. He was Lieutenant Commander Safford, the chief electrical engineer on the USS Eisenhower. Wow. Somebody out of that trailer park sure did good.
Here’s Russell in fifth grade. He kind of looks like Spencer, doesn’t he?
That’s Russell, Me, My Sis Roberta, and Bob.
And Russell and I.
Check this out. Joe Bill Loudermilk sent me a sunset picture from Sarasota. That’s not downtown Sarasota in the picture. It’s across the bay. We get the most beautiful sunsets you can imagine down there.
Back in 1998 Arnold had a hard time getting dates. Sid helped him out.
A slew of Scandinavians descended on us. Kind of like the Golden Horde pillaging Bulgaria. A lovely time was had by one and all despite the proximity of the polar vortex. They claimed they were there because it was somebody’s birthday. It sure wasn’t mine. I don’t have birthdays.
We took a day trip to St. Petersburg to the Dali Museum. Next to me and Frau Grace is Peter, Lars, Berith, Elisabeth, Gro and Dag. This was at a Mexican joint in St. Pete.
On the right is my cousin Greg. He’s the Balloon Guy.
Here they are embarrassing me.
there was also a trip to the Ringling Art Museum in Sarasota. I remember this painting from when I was a kid, the last time I was there. It’s Apollo flaying a satyr. What kid wouldn’t remember this?
We also also went to some karaoke joints. Here’s a video. This was at the Drift Inn. The bar has been in Bradenton Beach since before the 1950′s when I lived there. I had an uncle who used to hang out there. The booze was cheap. It still is. Here’s the Karaoke Kid rocking out.
Here’s the second week of Arnoldine’s new job as a Milk Maid.