2 + 2 = Blue

TheShadowNose over at comics.com/over_the_hedge has taken umbridge with my sloppy semantics:

He who blogs about Quantum Mechanics shalt NOT condemn interpretive math. Now, you CAN ponder a point source as either the quantum unit of three dimensional space or a vector formula for existence IN space. Rather than be cerebral, let’s think more like the cerebellum might. Would a point source be more like a baseball, or a sphere on a tetrahedral axis? More importantly, can we define it without both points of view? In this case, two plus two equals 5 as you must reach closure on the beginning and the end of existence. THEN you can measure things with a cerebral coordinate system.

I have no idea what any of that means, but it sounds impressive.  What I like is that TheShadowNose went to some trouble to write a presumably clever comment.   He/She spent a bit of their of precious time on this earth to comment on our comic strip.  That’s why we do this.  Not for money, fame or meeting William Shatner (though that was pretty cool).   We do it so that someone, anyone will notice and react.   Laugh, cry, write an indicipherable comment…  whatever.

And, THAT’S what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.

2010 Emmys Glee Opening Number

This is really, really, well done.   Right tone.  Right sense of humor.  Jimmy Fallon did a great job last night.

Open Nose, Insert Crayon

You know that cigar box or tupperware container of zillions of broken crayons you had as kid.  Remember that smell?

You’re welcome.

Elephant Pajamas and Rhino Underwear

I love the Marx Brothers.  “A Night at the Opera” is their best and a tutorial in great comedy writing and performance.  The crowded stateroom bit is a classic of marathon slapstick.   The scene goes on forever and is funny all the way through.

What’s interesting to me is that Hollywood tries to remake anything good and no one has ever tried to remake the Marx Brothers. The Three Stooges don’t count.  Jerry Lewis either.  And certainly not Jim Carrey.   The closest I can think of is Bogdonavich’s, “What’s Up Doc.” for pure comedy anarchy in sound and motion.   And it’s really not the same thing.  Maybe “Animaniacs” comes somewhat closer, but animation is kind of cheating.

Groucho:  That’s in every contract, that’s what you call a sanity clause.
Chico:  You can’t a fool a me there ain’t no sanity clause.

-A Night at the Opera, 1935

Hammy, the Universe and Everything

There once was a squirrel of no spite who could travel faster than the speed of light, he set off one night, in a relative way, and returned the previous night .

Then waited around till the next night to report on the pulpy fruit like consistency of distant stars so that his friends wouldn’t freak out.

Of course, as he waited  he would see his original self leave to return the previous night to wait and see HIS original self leave and so on, and so on…

Thus, a continuous, never ending quantum loop is created and Over the Hedge becomes stuck in reruns forever.

Oops.

RJ-and-Elvis-inside-the-Catfish Storyline Completed

Does Batman even have a Bat-sub.   I should know these things, but I’m not that big a comic book super hero fan.

<GASP!>

I know.  It’s sacrilidge.  But, they’re just, you know, pretty silly.   I love science fiction.  I”ll suspend disbelief to read about a stranger in a strange land.   But men in tights that can slow the rotation of the earth seems a stretch.   I love graphic novels.  Maus.  Anything by Neil Gaimon.   But vigilante mutant (physical or mental) freaks leave me wanting.   Maybe it’s that in the real world if someone had superpowers, we would all become terrified and figure out a way to destroy that person as quickly as we could.  It wouldn’t matter if they were good or evil.  Power seeks it’s own level.   And extraordinary power corrupts extraordinarily.

Except for Wonder Woman.

What?

Over the Hedge Animation: Gravity

Another nice RingTales Over the Hedge Animation.   See more at babelgum.com.

Betty White Kicks Some Albino Alien Bear Butt

I love Betty White.  I remember her from The Mary Tyler Moore Show where she played, Sue Ann Nivens, the first Cougar on network television and her appearances with her husband Alan Ludden on “Password.”

She has a unique ability to look sweet and loving while saying the most awful things.

“I was lying in bed last night and I couldn’t sleep, and I came up with an idea. So I went right home and wrote it down.”

-Betty White as Sue Ann Nivens, The Mary Tyler Moore Show – 1970

The One with the Cat Sandwich

I wrote, “…and the squirrel will eat cat.”  But I didn’t mean to.   At least, consciously.  T just went ahead and drew it anyway.  He said later that it didn’t seem any stranger than any of the other stuff we do.   And, in the end, it kind of works fine anyway.   Over on comics.com they didn’t seem to mind.   They thought we were referencing kittybeef.com, a seemingly legitimate web site for cat meat.  It’s either that or one of the most clever parodies I’ve ever seen.

Over the Hedge:   The Accidental Comic Strip.

Elvis Has Left the Plot

I’ve never had a fried peanut butter and banana sandwhich.  It’s never occured to me to combine peanut butter, bananas and grease. any more than I’d fry:

• Peanut butter and rasins.
• Peanut butter and lima beans
• Peanut butter and asparagas (kids, it’ll turn your pee green!)
• Peanut butter and Lucky Charms (Magically Suspicious!)
• Peanut butter and bacon
• Peanut butter and crack

Okay, I have tried the last one.   Youthful experiment. But just once.  I swear.

And I promise to reassemble the motorcycle I took apart in the living room while I was tweeking.

Pinky swear.