The more Things Change... 01/18/24

Sometimes we pull comic ideas out of thin air. Sometimes we get them from things that happen in our own lives. And sometimes from things we observe. This one happened right in front of my eyes. There I was on a Saturday, one day before the end of the regular NFL season. We live with an open kitchen design, so the “living room” and “kitchen” are just sort of one big open space divided by a counter. Consequently, when I watch football and my wife invites two of her closest friends over to bake for a party we’ve been invited to, somebody is going to be inconvenienced. A few polite “Honey, could you turn that down” requests from my wife later, I retorted with one of my patented comebacks, “I happen to know you can hardly hear the tv. You know how I know? Because I can hardly hear the tv!” Unlike Sam in the comic, I did not end up in the bedroom watching the game on my phone. That was John’s brilliant invention. Nope. I held firm and watched in the living room. So, I could still see the game. I just couldn't hear the game. Ahh, the art of compromise.

And now about the New Year’s resolution. If you watch any amount of television, and remember, John and I spent almost 40 years apiece creating television commercials (this was before the days when people could fast forward past said commercials) you will notice that they are all for diet pills, diet programs, and most of all, gym memberships. Planet Fitness and Crunch Fitness come to mind. If the gym has enough treadmills, ellipticals, bikes and weight machines for say 100 people, they sell maybe 200 memberships. This is because they know full well that the gym will be crowded in the beginning of January with all those people swearing they’ll stick to a routine “this time,” while knowing full well that most people will come in, have to wait for a machine to free up, and then go home frustrated, never to come back again. So, by February the place is down to the 50 or 60 regulars who always go to the gym. A couple days ago, I went to my gym. Two people were together, approaching the lat pulldown machine that I wanted to use. It’s January, what did I expect? Anyway, the two people approaching the machine consisted of a thin man and a guy with a large pot belly. The thin guy sat down at the lat machine while the pot-bellied guy gave him instructions. Yes, that’s right, he turned out to be his trainer! Oh well, it’ll be February soon enough.

Have a nice weekend and we will see you next week, as they used to say on Batman, same Bat Time, same Bat Channel.

Andy and John

Why the Hell you Gotta Make Things so Complicated? 01/12/24

What do we do when we start yet another year? If you’re like us you probably have a list of things to do. Maybe some new things, Maybe some things that you didn’t get to last year. Maybe some things that you still haven’t gotten to since 2022. But where do you draw the line? Is it planting the mini vegetable garden on the deck of the apartment you moved into back in 2014? No. If you haven’t gotten to it in 10 years, chances are you’re not getting to it, period. At least I’m not. But I thought, at least in this blog, what are the things I’m most likely NOT GETTING TO in 2024. This is a way I devised to save myself the internal pain of feeling as if I failed, if only because I promised myself I’d definitely get to this particular thing in this particular year. Case in point: my wife and I are planning a trip with friends to Greece in May. I promised to myself, I’m going to learn to speak enough Greek to get by when we’re touring the Greek islands. So I took matters into my own hands on January 2nd. Truth. I looked up the website, Babbel.com. You’ve heard the ads. They make it sound like the learning is fun. So I went on the website, and guess what language they don’t offer? You got it. Greek. Now you think it’d be easy to just look up another company that does essentially the same thing like Rosetta Stone, for example. They have exactly four choices: Spanish, French, Italian and something called “all 25 languages.” I don’t want all 25 languages. I just want Greek, and only for a few weeks at that. I want to know how to say, “…a crisp white wine and a Greek salad please.” Or, “Which way is the beach?” But chances are they will understand me better in English than in my poor attempt at Greek, so why bother? Okay that’s one off the list. See how easy this is? But before I go to the subject of our other comic, a quick story: I’m a young man in Paris. I walk into a bakery, or “patisserie,” in case you haven’t taken the Babbel course in French. I want to ask, “how much is this Napoleon?” I start by saying “Comment est la…” to which the surly French counterwoman replies, “How much is what?” “Uhh, I reply, that Napoleon,” She shoots back, “It’s called a mille feuillle, and for a nice Jewish boy like you, five francs.” For the non-Babbel taking folks among us, mille feuille translates roughly into “a thousand leaves,” which refers to the layer-upon-layer of puff pastry. But what I said was: “How do you know I’m Jewish,” too which she replied with a hearty laugh, “Ohh c’mon, your face looks like the map of Tel Aviv.”

And now onto our other comic, in which Marv gets duped into thinking he has to perform a ridiculous act in order to get his microchip-enabled credit card to actually work. Now a certain cousin of mine (names withheld to protect the innocent) repeated a joke he heard, thinking it would make a good comic. In it, the cashier tells the confused customer the proper way to insert his credit card into the machine. “Strip down and turn around,” she says, referring to the credit card. To which the befuddled customer turns around and starts taking his pants off. I repeated this to John who thought nobody would be that naive. So he came back with, “Turn around and say “Mother may I?” I thought nobody would be that naive either. Until Marv catches himself in mid-sentence and realizes he’s being had. Bingo! A new comic was born. But why is it that the more advanced everything becomes the more complicated it gets. Contactless credit cards, 5K televisions (when is the last time you tried turning on a tv in somebody else’s apartment or even in a freakin’ hotel room? It’s hard.) Oh, and if you ever decide to go green and get an electric car one day (I did in 2023) have fun trying to plug it in when you’re in an unfamiliar location, in the rain, while frantically downloading the instructions on your cell phone. How does an EV Connect plug differ from a Blink plug and what about Volta? And who the hell cares. I’m pretty certain you don’t so it’s time to put this blog to bed. Have a great weekend and we’ll see you next week. Same time, same place.

Andy and John

GOOD RIDDANCE 2020, HAPPY NEW YEAR '21 1/1/21

Let us count the reasons to be cheerful that 2020 is finally in the rearview mirror. I cannot begin to describe the thrill of typing “1/1/21” into this blog. First of all, it signifies two less keystrokes because now, you only have to write “21” whereas before you had to write “2020”. Okay it’s a stretch but there’s plenty of other reasons to celebrate as well. The corona vaccine is becoming a reality. A new administration is taking over (no matter which side of the aisle you’re on, the new guy really did win). Hopefully we can move in a new direction and tackle this thing to the ground once and for all. And hopefully John won’t have to keep drawing masks over the funny and farcical expressions he so expertly draws.

We presented you this morning with a John special, a Happy New Year Poster where we take out our frustrations on 2020 by kicking the ever-loving crap out of it. Hey, it’s a legal way to let off some steam. Don’t judge.

And we imagined what it might look like for a 32-year-old living at home to wake up on Christmas morning to find his parents in matching pajamas. He’d conclude it was time to get his own place. And we’d be inclined to agree. We will follow his travels and travails this year.

And finally, we would be remiss without thanking each and every one of our readers personally for your loyalty in reading and following us each week. For sending us on to your friends. For “liking” us on social media. For reading the blog. And so John is going to get into his SUV and go across each and every one of our 50 states to visit and thank…okay, he’s not doing any of that and neither am I. But please accept an electronic thanks from the bottom of our very human hearts. You guys are the best. And hopefully, we will have a book available for the holidays next year.

Stay safe and happy,

Andy and John