I don’t normally post as often as I have in recent days but this cartoon about the delivery man has more than a few readers puzzled, so I thought I’d explain it here and just direct all questioners to this blog.
There is no secret meaning to this, it’s just that a tiny person lives in a tiny home and the doorbell is too loud for their tiny ears. A bit esoteric, yes, but that’s what my Jazz Pickles like. (more…)
I’m posting this cartoon a few hours before it is officially published so I can’t say for sure, but I anticipate some questions on it. This seems to me to be one of those cartoons that some people will want to find a “deeper” meaning for. But there is none. If you turn a bus sign upside down, it says “sub” (sort of.) So it’s just one of those odd visual things that amuses me. For those of you keeping track of utterly trivial information in some sort of a stalker’s scrapbook, the street scene was drawn without reference from my memory of my old neighborhood in Brooklyn. (more…)
Are you a person who enjoys things? I am too. Here’s something I hope you’ll enjoy: between five and seven cartoons.
The first one is about how Newton discovered gravity when an apple conked him on the noggin. The truth is, the whole story is a myth. Newton was not hit by an apple, but a grand piano falling from the fourth floor of those old, crumbly European buildings they have everywhere over there. The blow to his head caused him to go crazy and make up a bunch of sciency stuff about gravity and some other things. It was hilarious. (more…)
I got a question or two about about this cat/dog cartoon. One person wondered if the gag was that the woman is seeing a cat doctor. People who live with cats, however, will likely immediately understand that this is a depiction of a cat who is so pompous that he only sees his caregiver by appointment. Hahahahahahahahaha. (I’ve lived with many cats.) (more…)
It’s been a week since I’ve posted because I had to get ready to leave town for my show in Washington D.C. over the weekend, fly there, do the show, then come home. I’ve done all that now so I’m back at headquarters and blogging like a chimp with a new laptop. (more…)
We’ve all felt sorry for a small chair as an extremely heavy person sits on it, and that empathy for inanimate objects was what led me to muse about things common household furniture might fear or dread. Of course, I know that inanimate objects are not sentient and have no feelings but by “chair,” I mean “child,” and who hasn’t felt sorry for a child being sat upon by a large adult? Perhaps my sensitivity in this area comes from personal experience; my parents were very poor when my siblings and I were young and could not afford furniture, so they sat on us.. They couldn’t afford children, either, but until they figured out where we were coming from, they just kept having them. It was painful at times, yes, but it also brought us closer together as a family. (more…)
Welcome to my blog, where you’ll see my daily cartoons and most of you will ignore the things I write about them. If you’re one of those who just pops in to read the cartoons and are skipping the hilarious prose that accompanies them, you’re missing some of the best parts: funny ideas and words like “juice,” “parachutes,” “careening,” and much more more. (more…)
Of all the millions of dollars, millions of hours of planning, training, dedication, sweat, pain, the lifetimes of dedication from hundreds of athletes and musicians, of all the lifelong dreams that were fulfilled and shattered at yesterday’s Super Bowl, the biggest point of discussion today is that a single person extended one of the two “magic, evil fingers” all by itself, without one of the other fingers as a chaperone. (more…)
A big “howdy do, my tangy little Bizarro Jazz Pickle” goes out today to Nathan G.D. You may notice his name at the bottom left corner of this cartoon. Nathan wrote to me some weeks back with a suggestion for a cartoon about a “Mariana swimming pool” with a depth of more than 35,000 feet at the deep end. He was referring to the Mariana Trench, the deepest point in the Pacific Ocean and lowest place on Earth, of course. I replied that I thought it was an interesting idea and wanted to use it. The next day I got an email from Nathan’s father, explaining that Nathan is only 7 years old. I was blown away. His cartoon idea didn’t read like a 7-year-old, nor did he write like one in his email. I was very impressed and happily used the cartoon with dad’s permission. Congrats, Nathan;you are officially the youngest contributor to Bizarro. And congrats on your recent 8th birthday! (more…)