Saturday, February 28, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
It seems that I have been doin' a lot more drawin' than I have writin' in the last few weeks. I reckon that is because I like to keep learnin' and figurin' out how to do new things. Just because I ain't been writin' a lot don't mean that I've quit thinkin'. As a matter of fact I've been doin' a whole lot of thinkin' on how to improve this blog. If I'm goin' to improve it I have to keep learnin' new stuff.
I have some new cartoons in different settings that I hope ya'll will like. Some of them were inspired by my recent hospital stay others just happened. I intend to try and mix 'em up a little so you don't see the same characters so many times in a row. (Kurt and Burt kind of needed a rest but they will be back.)
I've been doin' a little animatin' of some things but I ain't perfected that yet. So far I've got Warren the Weather Wolf dribbling a basketball and a dancing duck and I guess that ain't exactly a Disney film but when I get 'em like I want 'em I will upload them to my videos.
Speaking of videos I know I have been a little slack in that department but hopefully I will increase production there soon too. My mama always said that she was sure glad I wasn't twins but sometimes I could use another me to get everything done that I would like to do.
As of right now my production has been pretty good and I intend to post something seven days each week until I hit a dry spell. If that happens I might run some re-runs on weekends (I bet ya'll don't ever go back and look at the old stuff).
I really do like comments, suggestions and input. Ya'll need to share your ideas with me(that don't necessarily mean I'll use 'em but I might.) Ya'll might even want to join old R.E. Cline, our resident couch potato, and send me a guest article from time to time. I reckon what I am sayin' is that I want this to be interestin' for me and the readers.
I appreciate you all for keepin' up with this stuff. Leave me a comment or send me an email to firstname.lastname@example.org or email@example.com. You might not like the changes or the new stuff but I won't know that if you don't tell me.
I'm Bo Lumpkin and I've been thinkin', I reckon when a man quits learnin' somethin' new there ain't much in life to look forward to is there?
Sunday, February 22, 2009
These are the last two (I think) articles that Rambler published for me. I am uploading them together because I have a lot of new comics for next week. Be sure and check out Rambler's blog.
CHANGE IS COMING
Hi, I'm Bo Lumpkin and I've been thinkin'.
Before the election people everywhere were hollerin' for change. Both candidates seemed to have change as the main plank on their platform. What they never admitted was change was comin' no matter who got elected. When change comes you don't have to push it, you don't have to promote it, and you don't have to campaign for it. If change is comin' and you don't get out of the way it will run you down like a herd of buffalo. If you don't beleive that just ask the Indians. I know it is now politically correct to call them Native Americans but I respect them enough to call them what they were called for hundreds of years, and as far as that goes I am a Native American, I was born here and I ain't never been nowhere else so I reckon that makes me native.
I was talkin' to a man the other day about change. He said things sure had changed for him. Two months ago he was drivin' a $60,000 car and now he's ridin' a $400,000 dollar bus. He said he was hopin' things would change so he didn't have to work so hard and sure enough now that he's layed off he don't have to work so hard.
People keep saying we need a change in education. They keep sayin' that we need better teachers. That might be true in some cases but it would help if we had better students and their mamas and daddies would make 'em behave and get their lessons.
I'm Bo Lumpkin and I've been thinkin' change is comin'. I reckon I ought to change too so I'm goin' to try and do better. Whatchall been thinkin' about? Just leave a comment or write me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org or email@example.com.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
I decided I would go down to the Grab Sum Grub and see if I could catch up on the news at the round table. Lonzo was there. I asked him what he was doin' with himself while he was waitin' for the pro bass tournaments to start up again.
One of the men spoke up and said, "Old Lonzo has been a real go getter the last month or so. He takes Maybelle to work and when she gets off he'll go get her."
Bro. Ben Shorter was missing and I asked about him. One of the men just looked kind of sad and wrote R.I.P. on a napkin and turned it around so I could see it. I was kind of shocked, "Does that stand for Rest in Peace?" I asked.
They all burst out laughing and said in unison, "Naw it stands for Rip in Pants."
Seems like when you miss a Sunday at Church you always miss some excitement. They all joined in telling the story and adding details. Lonzo started it off, "You know Darlene has been gone for the week staying with her mother after surgery and Bro. Ben has been makin' it the best he could without her. By Sunday he had done run out of clean underwear and was down to one pair of boxer shorts which had red and white stripes with blue trim."
Someone else jumped in, "He didn't figure it'd matter none nohow because no one was goin' to see them."
They all laughed and said,"Or at least that's what he thought."
Another voice added, "Right after the morning offering he dropped his song book and bent over to pick it up. When he did the seat of his suitpants ripped right up the middle revealing them red, white, and blue underwear to the entire choir. Minnie Belle turned red as a beet and looked like she was goin' to hyperventilate."
Lonzo was laughing so hard he could hardly add, "Them three old World War Two veterans in the choir are so near sighted they just saw the red, white, and blue and saluted."
Parker added, "Deacon Stearn can't see much better than they can and from his angle all he saw was white and after the service he asked me who the little short fellow with the big smile standing next to the pulpit was."
"The song leader quickly dismissed the choir so the preacher could stay hid behind the pulpit during his sermon but he had forgotten that the Praise Hymn was "God Bless America". Couldn't nobody sing with a straight face."
It seems that Bro. Ben preached the shortest message he had ever preached and while every one's head was lowered for the closing prayer he slipped out the side door.
I'm Bo Lumpkin and I've been thinkin', I'll bet Darlene won't have to nag Bro. Ben so much about losin' a little weight for awhile. I'd also bet that Bro. Ben was down at the Wal-Mart in the city Monday buying him some new white BVDs.
Ya'll leave me a comment or send me an email. I love hearin' from you. My email address is firstname.lastname@example.org or email@example.com.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Well, the Pro-Bowl is over. Football is gone until the preseason starts August 9th. As far as all-star games go I thought that this year's pro-bowl was a good one. I thought the superbowl was exactly that, Super. It was kind of a ho-hum game up until the fourth quarter and then it turned into a great game.
Enough of the positive stuff though. What happened to the days when the superbowl commercials were something special. They gave out millions of pairs of 3-d glasses for the special 3-d advertisement right at half time. I have no idea what those commercials were about because I was so busy concentrating on trying to see the special effects(which I never did) that I could not concentrate on the message. The 3-d commercial was a flop and I don't remember any of the other commercials so I guess they weren't too special either.
Speaking of commercials, one of the city furniture stores has advertised "The Furniture Event of the Year." Just what is a furniture event? It sounds like the Musical Chair National Championships to me. Where do they come up with the names for their sales anyway?
About every two weeks the Auto Dealerships come out with the biggest sales "event" ever. If they keep getting bigger and better why are they all in Washington trying to get a handout from the government?
One last note on sales. If I buy anything I like to buy it from Clarence. You know Clarence, he has sales in most stores and he usually has a big red sign(which they often misspell) that says "Clarence Sale". Now when Clarence has a sale at the Bass Pro Shop that is what I call a sporting event.
Ya'll keep watchin' TV and let me know if you see anything interesting. I'm just trying to survive until March Madness Begins. Keep on Checking Bo for the latest CPR by R.E. Cline.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
I heard someone the other day say that it takes over $30,000 dollars a year for the upkeep of each person in a correctional facility. I think that right there is part of the problem, it didn't cost near as much when we sent them to prisons and penal farms instead of correctional facilities.We had guards to keep them in and make them act right instead of correctional officers.
This ain't a matter of arithmetic. We shouldn't be sendin' them there to be corrected, we ought to be sendin' them there to be punished. Now all of ya'll who know me know that I ain't a harsh man. I don't want to see them starved or beaten (severely) or treated in an inhumane way but I do think it ought to be hard enough that they would want to make sure when they got out that they would never want to go back.
Speakin' from personal experience I know there are a lot of people who don't make $30,000 dollars a year to live on. I do understand that you have to figure in the cost of the correctional officers and a lot of extra barbed wire but from all my figurin' I just can't see why it cost us that much to keep the bad guys off the streets.
I was talkin' to Kurt and Burt about this situation and I asked them what they thought about prison reform. Burt said, "I reckon it might help if we would send them a better class of prisoners."
Well, with all the crooked politicians and the CEO scandals that are goin' on I ain't so sure that ain't such a bad idea.
I'm Bo Lumpkin and I've been thinkin', if some of the high dollar criminals get thrown in jail how about we make them pay fer their own stay. Whatchall been thinkin? Leave me a comment or send me an email to firstname.lastname@example.org or email@example.com.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Hi, I'm Bo Lumpkin and I've been wonderin' about some things.
Since basketball season has started I've noticed a disturbin' trend on the court. A whole bunch of them young men have more tattoos than is real reasonable. I was wonderin' if they couldn't cut down on that a little if they started callin' a technical foul on a team for havin' too many tattoes on the court at one time.
I was readin' the paper the other day and I read about a trial where they were going to sequester (that means lock 'em up. You can look that up in your Funk and Wagonels) the jury. I was wonderin' if the founding fathers ever thought that there would be trials where they locked up the jury while the defendant was out on bail.
I read where someone else was wonderin' what was happening to the local newspapers and why they were going out of business. That's one I can answer. There ain't nothin' in 'em that's fun to read no more. Most of the local weekly's don't have comics. Lewis Grizard and Mike Royko passed on and all the fun writers are writin' on the internet. They don't even put in the local community news anymore. Ya'll remember that don't you. They would put in about people visitin' and about community gatherings and usually ended with ...and a good time was had by all.
Most folks like me get tired of readin' about the county government and the city council and all that. If you read the obituaries in a local paper it don't help you none because by the time you read it the funeral is over and if you didn't already know about it you missed it.
They do cover the local sports but that don't make much sense either. When it comes to High School and Youth Sports activities everybody who is interested (that means has a youngun or grandyoungan playin') should have been at the game so they don't need to read about it.
I reckon that I was wonderin' about that too, why don't they gather up some local talent and put some stuff in there that folks want to read?
I will have to admit though that we have a pretty good paper here in Gatorhead and I hope to show you some issues of that later on. Over at the Kudzu Kounty Kronicle they still put in the good stuff. The news is even fun to read because if there ain't no news, they'll make somethin' up.
I'm Bo Lumpkin and I've been thinkin'. (That leads to wonderin' and then that leads to wanderin' and I've wandered enough.) Whatchall been wonderin' or thinkin' about? Write me an email or leave a comment at firstname.lastname@example.org or email@example.com.
Friday, February 13, 2009
I ran into Old Odis Walker the other day and I noticed he didn't have his teeth in. He was having a little trouble talkin' which is sure hard on Old Odis but it didn't stop him from tryin'. Knowin' that there ought to be a good story behind why he wasn't wearin' his teeth I had to ask," Odis, why ain't you got your teeth in?"
"I lost them in the river," he said, "I hooked into a big old catfish on my trot-line and was trying to pull him in when I fell out of the boat. As soon as I hit that cold water I blew out real hard and just spit them teeth plumb out. It's a shame I ain't a Baptist Preacher though."
"I hate it about your teeth but why is it a shame you aren't a Baptist Preacher?"
"If I was a Baptist Preacher I could just tie me a chicken leg on a line and throw it out near where I lost them teeth and they would find it and bite into it for sure."
I didn't see Odis for a day or two but when I did he smiled real big and he had his teeth in. "I see you bought some new teeth," I said.
"Naw," he grinned, "These are my old teeth."
"How did you get them back?"
"I was runnin' my lines the other day and I pulled in this little old five pound flathead and shore enough there he was smilin' at me with my own teeth."
I'm Bo Lumpkin and I've been thinkin', them teeth sure did look brand new to me. Whatchall been thinkin'. Leave me a comment or write me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org or email@example.com.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
I met some mighty fine people while I was in there. The nurse in the pre-operation and the recovery area was just wonderful.
I had made up my mind before I went in to be positive and nice to everyone and for the first couple of days I pretty much made it. I even made friends while I was in there. I really liked Justin. Justin's job is to shave all the hair off of you where they are goin' to operate. Justin obviously enjoys his work because he is friendly and smiles a lot and sometimes he even laughs as he is shaving little designs in your chest hair. I don't remember his last name but I just call him Justin the Shaver. If attitude makes a difference I think Justin the Shaver has a great future in his field.
There was another one(which I wasn't particularly fond of) who was especially dedicated to her job. She was the lady who came around to weigh me twice a day. It was painful to get up and painful to lay back down but that did not deter her in the least. She was determined to weigh me twice a day regardless of how much pain it caused me. Now that's dedication.
The pain probably would not have been so bad if I had pain medication. There was one of them little buttons on my IV which I was supposed to push when I was in pain. I kept telling my nurses that I wasn't getting anything from it and they kept telling me that they could not give me anymore until the doctor came around.(That was at about 3:30 pm the next day)Luckily the thing started beeping and a nurse(not one of mine) passing by heard it and came in to check. She looked at it and asked me if I had been getting my pain medicine. I told here I didn't think so. "No wonder," she said, "This thing is not working," and she fixed it in about a minute. That was at 8:00 PM the day of the surgery.
I would give more details but after the nurse fixed the pain medicine dispenser things are kind of blurry.
I'm Bo Lumpkin and I've been thinkin' the best way to recover from surgery is if things are kind of blurry and you can't remember much.
Monday, February 9, 2009
One of the things I've been thinkin' about is how thankful I am. I am thankful to all those who have been prayin' for me and for all the people who have checked on me and kept up with my progress. I want to give a special thank you to my new friend the Rambler himself, Steve Ganshert who has been posting my stuff for me on his blog.
I am recovering nicely and have started back writing and drawing again and I hope to be back to posting things on my own blog Thursday, Feb. 12. It will be then before I return to my regular schedule and have internet connections on a regular basis.
Be sure and keep up with Steve's ramblin' on his blog. You can go to his site by clicking on Rambler under My Blogs listed at the right of this page.
Thank ya'll all again.Bo