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Most mornings you entertain me. Some mornings, like this one, you move me. Simply beautiful. Thank you!
Today's strip brought a tear to my eye. How do you argue with that?
No matter what your feelings are on war, never forget what it has cost us. Thanks for the jolt. Unfortunately to many Americans, Memorial Day is just the first day of summer, when the pools are open, when we get the grills fired up, and a day on which there are many sales.
Thank you for your powerful Memorial Day cartoon. I've thought about Joe, Steve, Kevin and Eric frequently since 1987, but hadn't shed tears in a long time.
"Not easy" is pure Leo. Perfect.
OMG!!! How can Alex say no to that? Tears did start flowing when I read this morning's strip.
"Two buds of mine..." You never know when the tears will flow, do you. Thanks.
Re: BLOWBACK LACK. Hire Alex! Hire Alex! Save her from DARPA, or worse!
For the past week we've been having trouble with our email, and I apologize to those who tried to write in but couldn't. Our tech folk are closing in on a fix, and once we're BLOWBACK-functional again, if there's something you still want to say about strips gone by, go ahead. I'll post-post until we catch up.
Congratulations to Alex on her Ph.D. in Electrical Engineering and Computer Science. Also to Garry Trudeau for selecting an engineering degree for one of his characters.
What a pleasure to see Mike and B.D. together! An amazing enduring friendship despite such vast personal differences. B.D. the original BMOC, and Mike so in search of an identity -- any identity. As time passed and Mike became himself, B.D. served as his (and the rest of Walden's) unwitting set-up man. Wow, how time marches on, and how far we've all come.
I wonder why Walden is even holding a reunion. Don't they all have the internet? I would think Facebook has made reunions redundant.
Thank you so much, Mr. Trudeau, for reminding me how old I am. Although, of course, you also remind me how experienced, wise, and therefore valuable we old flatulae are. And how absurd the whole process of getting here is. And, um, is it wrong for me to relate more to Zonker than to any of your other characters? After all these years, I'd have just plopped right down into Walden Puddle too.
Just attended my 50th. Boy, some of those folks got old!
The bartender is a wise man. Similarly wise bartenders and waiters add (at least) two and (at most) three rank levels to military personnel in uniform.
Reunions. I co-chaired my 30th and we kicked up our heels. Killer band. No way I'm attending my 50th. Rock on.
If Mark wants to look younger, he should go back to dying his hair, shave the porn mustache, and get a hair stylist to give him a decent short haircut.
Wow, Mark can actually talk to his doctor on the phone? I can't even email mine.
Mike, Mark, B.D. and Zonker and not one receding hairline after all these years? I doubt it.
I don't make it up to Aspen much, but we sure would love to see Zonker in our sweet little hippy dippy, artsy fartsy town of Carbondale, just down the valley a piece. I'd even throw a pot party for him and bake him a cake if I knew he was acomin'. Thanks for all your tireless service to our country and keep up the good work old man, we love you.