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1. 1 day ago on Big Nate

   I’m surprised to see that Randy actually has the integrity to pay up.

2. 7 days ago on Frazz

   Not always. She’s played practical jokes on Caulfield a few times in the past.

3. 10 days ago on The Big Picture

   I never understood this problem. Guys living together as roommates don’t have these arguments. If you need the seat down, put it down. If you need it up, put it up. And if you splatter because you’re standing instead of sitting, clean it up or sit instead.

4. 10 days ago on The Big Picture

   “What Would Brian Boitano Do?” is more memorable, and came out about 3 years earlier.

5. 10 days ago on The Big Picture

   They’re both right. The end of the toilet paper roll should hang over the front of the roll, unless you have a cat in the house, in which case it should hang from the back.

6. 11 days ago on Frazz

   According to author Tom Robbins, the “blah” month is February. Here’s a quote from his novel Jitterbug Perfume (which I consider a masterpiece):

   They say that February is the shortest month, but you know they could be wrong.

   Compared, calendar page against calendar page, it looks to be the shortest, all right. Spread between January and March like lard on bread, it fails to reach the crust on either slice. In its galoshes it’s a full head shorter than December, although in leap years, when it has growth spurts, it comes up to April’s nose.

   However more abbreviated than it’s cousins it may look, February feels longer than any of them. It is the meanest moon of winter, all the more cruel because it will masquerade as spring, occasionally for hours at a time, only to rip off its mask with a sadistic laugh and spit icicles into every gullible face, behavior that grows quickly old.

   February is pitiless, and it’s boring. That parade of red numerals on its page adds up to zero: birthdays of politicians, a holiday reserved for rodents, what kind of celebrations are those? The only bubble in the flat champagne of February is Valentine’s Day. It was no accident that our ancestors pinned Valentine’s day on February’s shirt: he or she lucky enough to have a lover in frigid, antsy February has cause for celebration, indeed.

   Except to the extent that it “tints the buds and swells the leaves within” February is as useless as the extra r in its name. It behaves like an obstacle, a wedge of slush and mud and ennui holding both progress and contentment at bay.

   If February is the color of lard on rye, its aroma is that of wet wool trousers. As for sound, it is an abstract melody played on a squeaky violin, the petty whine of a shrew with cabin fever. O February, you may be little but you’re small! Where you twice your tiresome length, few of us would survive to greet the merry month of May.

7. 12 days ago on The Big Picture

   Took me a little while to get the joke.

8. 19 days ago on The Big Picture

   And since this strip was published, there are now laws in several states and municipalities banning cell phone use while driving unless it’s hands-free, with pretty stiff penalties for violations.

9. 19 days ago on Baby Blues

   Everybody falls for “pull my finger” once, too. I was reminded of Hammie when I first did this to my son. He immediately reached for my finger and demanded “again!” and I said “no, it has to recharge” and then he started pulling is own finger to see if it would work.

10. 21 days ago on Frazz

    All my life I thought April has the reputation for being kite-flying month, not March.