Our Absurd Life: 09/04/20 – Battered for Breakfast

Battered for Breakfast

Hola Night Owls

I hope everyone has had a great day.  It wasn’t too bad in Salinas, but Carmel was cookin’.

As a result of yesterday’s cartoon, my friend George sent me a poem.  I don’t know if it is an original and I’m still waiting on his reply.  But it’s such a perfect addition that I wanted to include it here.

I eat my peas with honey,

I’ve done it all my life.

I know it sounds funny

But it keeps them on my knife.

Thanks George!

Tonight’s Essential Cartoon comes from hours and hours on the road.  Driving, not hitchhiking.  Now I spend most of my time in the slow lane, and use the other lanes mostly to get around vehicles going even slower than me.  And I drive the speed limit, and only slower if weather conditions are sketchy.  Driving can be stressful enough, but it’s our fellow drivers that tailgate that makes the driving experience, in my opinion, just awful.  Plus there’s those that come speeding by, shooting past at 100 MPH, that can be extremely unnerving, and most often frightening when they seemingly come whizzing out of nowhere.  

But back to tailgating.  It almost feels like the other driver is practically seated in my back seat they get so close.  “Hey, you, back off and get outta my car!”

You gotta remember I practically grew up on a bus and on the subway. I didn’t get my license until I was 30.  Not that it means anything.  Just saying that the weight and mass of a car is nothing to play with–especially hurtling 65 MPH.  

I’ll get off my comic book box now.  Thanks for listening.

I wish everyone a safe and restful rest of your evening.

Until tomorrow. . .


Ian S.


“No rulers were harmed during the making of this cartoon.”

“Let’s still be careful out there.”

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