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As funny cartoons about dogs go, I think this one holds its own. What’s funnier than a dog trying to fly? As I write this, I’m pondering whether I’d rather have a dog that can fly or one that just stands up and flaps his arms. I think the latter would be more fun, although the former would be more lucrative.
Cartoon number two this week, is an angle on the somewhat cliche doctor’s line, about which more than a few cartoons have been done. I ran it on April 15th because that’s tax day in the U.S. and many people wish they were dead.
Wednesday’s cartoon is a fun riff on aging. This idea was a collaboration with my good buddy, Andy Cowan, former writer for Seinfeld, Cheers, 3rd Rock from the Sun and a bunch of other stuff. Andy dates a lot so this topic is a fave of his, and both of us are over 50, so we aren’t keen to divulge our ages unless held at gunpoint. When Andy first sent me this gag I laughed out loud because I have often quoted my own age this way. (Though never in an attempt to pick up a younger woman.) When I turned forty, I called it thirty-ten for a few months. Then I got over it and used the traditional number for the rest of that decade. When I turned fifty, I started it again with forty-ten.
PREZARROS: For dessert today, here’s a cartoon from 1996 in which I present an idea that I like even more now than I did then. I love everything about getting older except what it is doing to my body. If only my brain could appropriate the body of some useless young person who will never contribute to the planet in any way. It can’t be that hard to find one.