The lovely Duck sent me an email suggesting that this post of hers was crying out for an illustration. This is the result:
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btw, I’ve been trying to get the follow up comments to follow me home but when I tick the box, first I have to jump through hoops and then it doesn’t work anyway. Just for info, if you care. A wordpress thing no doubt, the place scares me too much to move my blogs from blogger.
Cartoon is excellent as always. I love it. Will add it to my post and thanks for the mention. My aunt lives in Burnley. You and she are probably neighbours and I’m just down the road – definitely not the posh part. Too close to Manchester to be considered posh.
catofstripes: A shame no more! Looked into your comments issue (I do care, of course I care) and can’t quite fathom what might be causing it. I’ve reached the conclusion that WordPress is a bit bobbins. Too many pointless bells and whistles buried in lots and lots of pointless menus. Let me know whether I’ve fixed it or not.
Duck: Enormously glad you like it. Enormously glad. Ooh, what part of Burnley does your aunt live in? Not Stoops I hope. Or Burnleywood.
CET: I jest, I jestI read the article you posted a link to about gingerism. Interesting stuff. WordPress’s spellchecker is gingerist. “Spellchecker” is a word but “gingerism” and “gingerist” are not. I’m all out of WordPress love today.
Onanist is a word, as is onanism, but onanised isn’t, which really pissed me off when I was watching Countdown recently cos it would have been great for eight letters. Makes sense when you think about it though – tis like racism. Except it’s about wanking instead of prejudice (really it is, look it up) (unless you already knew that, in which case don’t bother).
I have a ginger son. And a ginger almost-husband.
But anyway… tequila in a water bottle is quite a good alcohol-smuggling tip. And thanks for your comment on my blog the other day. I have no idea why you had such trouble – certainly wasn’t due to any interference on my part. I also have no idea whether you even exist, but if stats can be believed then you probably do…
catofstripes: I’m glad it did, and you’re welcome.
Squirrel: You know, I think (probably a misrepresentation of the notion of thought as such, but, yanno, wine an’ all) you’re calling me a wanker. In the most roundabout and rather lyrical of ways. But I’m not sure, and it’s creating a certain frisson. I think the not being able to comment thing is due to Firefox, on Mac OSX, which I’m sure your hit-counter is telling you, along with my location. My successful comment was done in Safari (Mac OSX, you know the rest).
Mrs Hall: Why thank you. It’s Photobucket for the pics. You big kidder.
Is replying to comments this drunk a good idea? YOU DECIDE.
your wotsit isn’t remembering who i am, how tiresome!
blogging whilst drunk is a great idea cos it makes everythign more entertaining. not sure doing it when hungover (ie me, now) such a good idea.
i wasn’t calling you a wanker, it really did just pop into my head cos of the gingerism thing, but i was aware you might draw that conclusion, which created a certain frisson for me too.
CET: Doesn’t seem as good an idea the morning after. It usually hits me at the teeth-brushing stage, when I suddenly pause and think, “Oh tits. What did I write last night?”
NotRuairi: Hello and welcome! I’ve been wondering how to pronounce your name. As I think you’ve noted elsewhere, it does contain a rather forbidding surfeit of vowels. Hope your Sunday’s shaping up nicely.
Squirrel: Good morning! Pardon my misunderstanding! You’re quite right, people are weird.
catofstripes: I think it was Friday night. Saturday was spent gently shaking one’s head and thinking, “What have I done.” Today, I’m all about the building bridges.
I think Ruairi is pronounced “Rory.” It’s them Gaelic types, they’re a bit greedy when it comes to vowels.
Given that we live relatively close to each other, I think we should meet up for hungover coffee and you can dish all the dirt on Bete / convince me that you’re not, in fact, Bete.
Of course, you do know I’m a Sunday Telegraph journalist in disguise, right? Although not a very good one, seeing as how I just told you that’s who I was. But then again maybe it was a clever double bluff, although me telling you that’s what it is makes it a clever triple bluff. I think. Oh dear. Confused now. Need to lie down.
You know, I was about to take you up on your offer until you ‘fessed up to being a journo.
Truth is, I’m a marketing shill. Stan’s publisher hired this gonzo marketing firm to create a slow-burn marketing entity to support the main blog. I don’t actually do any of the writing or the drawing; I just “generate presence” – leave comments on targeted blogs which are traceable to an IP address in Burnley.
June 22, 2009 at 9:57 pm
prove it.
ginger GINGER!!
June 23, 2009 at 7:35 am
I’ve always had a fondness for ginger. So, shame…
Nice cartoon.
btw, I’ve been trying to get the follow up comments to follow me home but when I tick the box, first I have to jump through hoops and then it doesn’t work anyway. Just for info, if you care. A wordpress thing no doubt, the place scares me too much to move my blogs from blogger.
June 23, 2009 at 10:44 am
Cartoon is excellent as always. I love it. Will add it to my post and thanks for the mention. My aunt lives in Burnley. You and she are probably neighbours and I’m just down the road – definitely not the posh part. Too close to Manchester to be considered posh.
June 23, 2009 at 12:06 pm
there’s absolutely NOTHING wrong with being ginger, notkeith.
don’t perpetuate gingerism! :p
June 23, 2009 at 6:05 pm
Mrs H: Okay, a bit ginger.
catofstripes: A shame no more! Looked into your comments issue (I do care, of course I care) and can’t quite fathom what might be causing it. I’ve reached the conclusion that WordPress is a bit bobbins. Too many pointless bells and whistles buried in lots and lots of pointless menus. Let me know whether I’ve fixed it or not.
Duck: Enormously glad you like it. Enormously glad. Ooh, what part of Burnley does your aunt live in? Not Stoops I hope. Or Burnleywood.
CET: I jest, I jestI read the article you posted a link to about gingerism. Interesting stuff. WordPress’s spellchecker is gingerist. “Spellchecker” is a word but “gingerism” and “gingerist” are not. I’m all out of WordPress love today.
June 23, 2009 at 6:12 pm
well, that worked. Thank you.
June 26, 2009 at 11:07 pm
Onanist is a word, as is onanism, but onanised isn’t, which really pissed me off when I was watching Countdown recently cos it would have been great for eight letters. Makes sense when you think about it though – tis like racism. Except it’s about wanking instead of prejudice (really it is, look it up) (unless you already knew that, in which case don’t bother).
I have a ginger son. And a ginger almost-husband.
But anyway… tequila in a water bottle is quite a good alcohol-smuggling tip. And thanks for your comment on my blog the other day. I have no idea why you had such trouble – certainly wasn’t due to any interference on my part. I also have no idea whether you even exist, but if stats can be believed then you probably do…
June 26, 2009 at 11:31 pm
FUCKING GENIUS!!!
both the story and the drawing!!
you must post your drawings with flicker or something because it is always blocked at work.
but GENIUS!!!! welll, the story at least.
I kid I kid!!
June 27, 2009 at 12:02 am
catofstripes: I’m glad it did, and you’re welcome.
Squirrel: You know, I think (probably a misrepresentation of the notion of thought as such, but, yanno, wine an’ all) you’re calling me a wanker. In the most roundabout and rather lyrical of ways. But I’m not sure, and it’s creating a certain frisson. I think the not being able to comment thing is due to Firefox, on Mac OSX, which I’m sure your hit-counter is telling you, along with my location. My successful comment was done in Safari (Mac OSX, you know the rest).
Mrs Hall: Why thank you. It’s Photobucket for the pics. You big kidder.
Is replying to comments this drunk a good idea? YOU DECIDE.
June 27, 2009 at 12:14 pm
replying to comments while drunk is a GREAT idea. makes for a good laugh!
June 27, 2009 at 3:25 pm
Hello NotKeith,
I’m NotRuairi and I AM ginger. Plus I don’t live in Burnley. I do come from a hellhole though and like your blog.
We are so alike and yet so different, you and I.
June 28, 2009 at 9:30 am
your wotsit isn’t remembering who i am, how tiresome!
blogging whilst drunk is a great idea cos it makes everythign more entertaining. not sure doing it when hungover (ie me, now) such a good idea.
i wasn’t calling you a wanker, it really did just pop into my head cos of the gingerism thing, but i was aware you might draw that conclusion, which created a certain frisson for me too.
people are weird.
June 28, 2009 at 9:39 am
Did we all drink too much last night then? ouch
June 28, 2009 at 10:29 am
Yowzers!
CET: Doesn’t seem as good an idea the morning after. It usually hits me at the teeth-brushing stage, when I suddenly pause and think, “Oh tits. What did I write last night?”
NotRuairi: Hello and welcome! I’ve been wondering how to pronounce your name. As I think you’ve noted elsewhere, it does contain a rather forbidding surfeit of vowels. Hope your Sunday’s shaping up nicely.
Squirrel: Good morning! Pardon my misunderstanding! You’re quite right, people are weird.
catofstripes: I think it was Friday night. Saturday was spent gently shaking one’s head and thinking, “What have I done.” Today, I’m all about the building bridges.
June 28, 2009 at 11:01 am
I think Ruairi is pronounced “Rory.” It’s them Gaelic types, they’re a bit greedy when it comes to vowels.
Given that we live relatively close to each other, I think we should meet up for hungover coffee and you can dish all the dirt on Bete / convince me that you’re not, in fact, Bete.
Of course, you do know I’m a Sunday Telegraph journalist in disguise, right? Although not a very good one, seeing as how I just told you that’s who I was. But then again maybe it was a clever double bluff, although me telling you that’s what it is makes it a clever triple bluff. I think. Oh dear. Confused now. Need to lie down.
June 28, 2009 at 5:12 pm
You know, I was about to take you up on your offer until you ‘fessed up to being a journo.
Truth is, I’m a marketing shill. Stan’s publisher hired this gonzo marketing firm to create a slow-burn marketing entity to support the main blog. I don’t actually do any of the writing or the drawing; I just “generate presence” – leave comments on targeted blogs which are traceable to an IP address in Burnley.
OR AM I?
June 28, 2009 at 5:59 pm
Ha.
I knew it.