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1. about 5 hours ago on Pearls Before Swine

   And the worst way to lose a living friend is when it’s your fault.

2. about 5 hours ago on Non Sequitur

   I know nothing about lobster fishing but would assume that low tide makes the pots more accessible.

3. about 5 hours ago on Non Sequitur

   It would be if Eddie’s reality were not the product of many decades of alcohol abuse.

   Check out those “rock lobsters” before deciding which reality the good captain is in.

4. about 5 hours ago on Non Sequitur

   Pronounced “g’die”.

5. 4 days ago on Non Sequitur

   … name all of the battles of the American Civil War?

   I don’t think anyone could do that. Does anyone really know how many there were?

6. 4 days ago on Pearls Before Swine

   I’m all prepared for that — bought a plot on a hillside in a small town, had a tombstone made with a picture of my second motorcycle two miles up in the Rocky Mountains, paid for my funeral and a casket, appointed an executor (and replaced the first young guy when he croaked), and wrote my will.

   Still here. Guess I’m going to live forever.

7. 4 days ago on Pearls Before Swine

   Long ago I discovered a sure-fire way of making sure my worries never come true:

   Prepare for them. Nothing I’m ready for has ever happened.

8. 4 days ago on Pearls Before Swine

   I had to look that up — d-CON rodent control.

9. 4 days ago on Non Sequitur

   I remember in college when one student was caught copying the answer from his friend. Trouble was that his friend’s answer was completely off base.

10. 5 days ago on Pearls Before Swine

    Best red eye flight I ever had was non-stop from Honolulu to Toronto. Over the Pacific we had the usual service of the period — meal, drinks, movie — and then everyone went to sleep just as the sun was coming up. I am unable to sleep on airplanes so I kept my window open just enough to see out (I had chosen port side window seat for just this purpose).

    The first thing I saw was the Golden Gate and San Francisco Bay. Then some low mountains, the big valley, much higher mountains, possibly Lake Tahoe, then an endless expanse of brown desert with nothing to be seen but a dirt track miles below.

    Later I saw the Great Salt Lake so I knew we were over Utah, followed by very high mountains coming almost halfway up to where we were. Then farmland, Chicago, Lake Michigan and so on until we got home.

    For most of this time I believe I was the only person awake in the cabin and, I suspect, at least in the early part of the flight the pilots, too, may have been asleep.

    Not one cloud the entire trip — that never happens.