On cartoonist Jeffrey Brown and his charming Darth Vader books.
Separate animals, sheep and hippo, together (the pair embraced in the portmanteau shippo):
From an old friend (whose birthday is today). The hippo is William, from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, a present I gave her some years ago. Now she writes:
I always have him someplace I can look at him. Last week I came home from China with this sheep made out of soap, and they seemed made for each other.
Some words about William.
That’s the theme of this year’s San Francisco Pride celebration (which I’m now watching on tv):
As the hosts for the tv coverage point out every whipstitch, this is a fabulous achievement, but it’s marriage equality without exception (in the US), not overall equality, and there are very pressing needs for protections against discrimination in many areas and for support for some groups of lgbt people (especially young people). The fact remains that in a great many places, discrimination in housing, employment, and other areas is entirely legal, and in a fair number of places existing protections are being eliminated, often on religious grounds (references to homosexuality as an abomination are common); a number of religious groups are doubling down on their hostility to homosexuality, which should make any person of charity worry about the state of teenagers.
More on this in a calmer time. Meanwhile, I cry with joy at what’s been achieved so far. And cry for my man Jacques, who died a dozen years ago, having hoped for some years that it would some day be possible for us to be actually married.
(Good lord! The Apple contingent is mind-bogglingly enormous. It just goes on. And on. And on. And then the fire department… And Nancy Pelosi. The Police Department Pride Alliance. Much more to come.)
When we last heard from Lazlo and Connie, the actors who perform Zippy and Zerbina, they had fled to Copper Harbor MI (where they were staying at the King Copper Motel). The story then shifted (on June 24th) to Griffy and the task of finding replacements for the actors. The first strip in this story line:
A cute pun and, with it, a use of the symbol @ in advertising:
A book in the shape of the letter E, not an electronic book (eBook, e-Book, e-book, ebook). Plus the attention-grabbing L@@K, now used on websites offering things for sale or rental (eBay especially, but also Craigslist, home rental sites, etc.).
(The image came to me from Michael Palmer, who got it on Steven Gatke’s Facebook page. I couldn’t trace it back from there — but Gatke has lots of stuff about books and bookbinding.)
Today’s Zippy, with a parody of (part of) Lewis Carroll’s “The Walrus and the Carpenter”, from the (mostly political) dreaming mind of Claude Funston:
The parody reproduces the recurring /ɪŋz/ rhyme of the original, once as /ɪŋz/ (the things of the original), three times as /ɪŋ/.
The most recent entry in the sweepstakes was the Pizza Hut Hot Dog Bites, and now we have a new entry that that doesn’t come directly from a fast-food company, but is produced by amending a fast-food item: the deep-fried Big Mac, displayed in a UK BuzzFeed news story by Alan White on the 25th, “Is This Deep-Fried Big Mac Completely Disgusting Or Absolutely Wonderful? I’ll be honest, I really can’t say”:
The recipe’s pretty simple: Just scramble some eggs and coat the burger with them, cover with breadcrumbs, and dip it in the deep fat fryer.
Maybe McDonald’s should start selling these at state fairs in the US, state fairs being the native land of Deep Fried Everything.
Passed on by Chris Hansen on Facebook, this story of 6/23 from thelocal.no (“Norway’s news in English”), “Is this the worst summer job ever?”:
A nineteen-year-old in Norway has been hired by a sexual health charity to play a giant penis who surprises passers-by by spraying them with golden confetti.
“I thought it was hilarious. If I can do a good thing for others, just by being a dick, there is nothing better,” Philip van Eck, the man inside the penis costume, told Norway’s Tønsberg Blad newspaper.
It’s all about STDs.