Happy New Years!

Party time for the North Park Critters!

Today is the last day of 2012,  where did the year go?  

With my wife being home on Christmas break from teaching and then all the Christmas family stuff, it has been impossible to get into my cartoonist mindset.  Sometimes we have to make choices of drawing silly pictures and writing dumb gags or playing with grand kids...not much of a choice really.  

 Anyway Happy New Years to you and may 2013 be a great year for all of us.

WTF Over.

 With some folks they will just never be happy.

The End Is Not Near.

NEWS FLASH !The World did not end today...

Unfriending.

I do believe the Grumpy old Cat's reputation is safe.

Birds With Issues.

This is what one would call irony.

Good Kitty

More fun with the "Grumpy Cat".

HO Blee3ping Ho

first step is a doozey

Bazinga!..

Having some more fun with Tard the Grumpy Cat.

Grump Old Cat

 Shades of Garfield the Cat and Odie the Dog.

The Name is Tard ...James Tard.

The grumpiest cat on the internet Tard...short for Tarder Sauce.  He even has his own web site though I doubt he does any of the postings.
 http://tardthegrumpycat.tumblr.com/ 
If you want to see more grumpy cat stuff or buy mugs or T-Shirts  http://www.grumpycats.com/

H H D

Paradigm Shift

Do It For the Gipper!

In the Peanuts comic strip, some little girl was always trying to get Snoopy to go chase bunnies. 
Since Barry T Bunny (Boo-Nay) is technically Bobby the Were Poodle's boss, Barry feels a need to motivate his subordinate.  Sometimes we should be careful what we demand of others...













In the Peanut strips some little girl would always be telling Snoopy to go chase Rabbits.  Irony when your boss is Barry T Bunny (Boo-Nay) and this pompous long eared bureaucrat demands Bobby go chase a rabbit.  News flash to Barry...be careful what you demand of those who you deem to work for you. 

Splat Splat

Bobby Anderson who is now a Were Poodle is trying to adapt to being a dog.  The problem is that the only dog he has ever related to was Snoopy from the comic strip Peanuts.  So if there is a wee bit sameness between Bobby and Snoopy is just pure chance.  Please note: November 26th would have been Charles Schulz's 90th birthday.  This is series of comic strips with Bobby the Were Poodle playing the part of Snoopy is just my simple way of honoring one of the greatest American Artist of the 20th century.

W W S D?

What would Snoopy do? 

Probably go sleep on good old Charlie Brown's nice warm bed.

Back to reality

Every so often I have to do a reality check.  Most cartoonists set up personal perimeters or guidelines and they try to keep inside those guide lines. 
This little comic strip was supposed to be simple minded laugh a day gags with no long running serials. 
The simpler the better.  In my opinion cartoons that have no caption, where the visual cartoon can stand alone with no description is by far the best of the best. 
So many cartoonist have write out cartoon gags as though two people are talking and in my opinion if the caption can be a joke without the drawing than it may as well be just a joke and is not really a cartoon, if that makes any sense.
Today's comic strip is a slight take off on Snoopy's dog house, ever so slightly done.  You may notice also that Bobby the Were Poodle is adapting to his part as a dog even though he is actually a human who transformed to being a Were Poodle after eating some bad french fries the day before the full moon when he would normally change into a run of the mill were wolf or wolf man.
Tomorrow I will be back to doing silly little sight gags that have no relationship from day to day.  

Time saddle up and head out

Funny how differently we view "getting our Gear together". 

Men can travel with 10% of the "Gear" women require to go on a trip and if you are taking along a baby , it seems like have the house hold furniture is required to be taken including a complete bathroom.  

Zak the bear and Bobby the  French Werepoodle view life and gear far differently from how Barry T Bunny (Boo-Nay) sees it.  I have a feeling that Barry will be leaving 99% of all that combat stuff behind.  When one is taking a really long hike it is a good idea to travel with as little as possible.  

Tomorrow our little band of heroes will meet a new character who will show them the way to the "Fiscal Cliff".

 

Grrr Snap Snarls!

And so the quest begins.  Zak the Bear, Barry T Bunny (Boo-Nay) and Bobby the Were Poodle are about to head out in search of the mystical and allusive Fiscal Cliff.  Will our fearsome three some get there  in time to save America from being pushed off the Fiscal Cliff or will they get sidetracked along the way where they will meet some of the strangest beings I and a whole host of warped minds have thought up over the years.  Warlocks, witches, famous cartoon characters, and litterly a cast of thousands of munchkins, flying monkeys, Harry Reid as a pot smoking caterpillar, and a certain new Disney Princess playing the part of Dorthy. This is going to be fun.  See you all tomorrow.

A Paradox Shift....

 A very sad Paradox shift....

Will the Pot head smoking Zombies of Boulder, Colorado, 

ever find a replacement for their beloved TWINKIES?

Like a Bunch of Lemmings

The term Snow Birds refers to mostly retired people who have mostly sold their homes and bought large fifth wheel trailers or motor homes that they migrate between the northern states in the Summer and the southern states in the Winter.  My former in-laws were like this spending winter months down in Southern Texas and winter up here in Colorado. At least they were smart enough not selling their real home and when they got too old for hauling the fifth wheel back and forth they sold it and moved back into their home until they died.  I have met some people who actually buy a mobile home and park it in some RV park and use it like a second home or week end get away.  If you have never stayed at an RV Park, it is like nothing you can ever imagine.  Think of camping on a large asphalt parking lot outside some mountain town.  I do not understand the attraction but lots of people will pay $500.00 up to $5,000.00 a month 12 months a year to park their land yacht along with a couple hundred land yachts clustered cheek-to-jowl (5-7 feet apart ).  These are the same people who would never dream of living in an apartment because they demand privacy and quietness.
Anyway getting back to the Fiscal cliff and all Americans going over the abyss like a bunch of Lemmings.....Tomorrow we start our journey and adventure into a cross between Oz and Wonderland, President Bronco Bama as  the King of Hearts,  Harry Reid as the hookah smoking Catapiller, Nancy Pelosi as the Wicked Witch from the strange kingdom out west, Princess Leah from Star Wars as Dorthy  and Teeger as the Cowardly Tiger.  The really strange thing here is that I can do this with out smoking any grass or pot, imagine what I could come up with it I had some pot to draw by.

We Are All Gonna Die!

Tomorrow we start the search for the mythical and magical cliff the entire country is going to go over like a bunch of Lemmings.  Along the way our three little guys will run into all sorts of silliness that got us all to this point.  Anyway tomorrow, "FORWARD"  to the mystical and magical Fiscal Cliff where our future awaits us one and all.

Maybe our little friends, Zak the bear, Bobby the Werepoodle and Barry T Bunny (Boo-Nay) will be able to stop us Lemmings from going over the cliff and into the abyss of sadness and sorrow.  Will Pres Obama lead us away from the cliff or will he be like a sheep herder and lead us to our own demise?

Happy Birthday USMC

Per Chesty Puller who is probably the most revered Marine 
"They are in front of us, behind us, and we are flanked on both sides by an
enemy that outnumbers us 29:1. They can't get away from us now!

 JARHEAD: A slang term used by sailors as early as World War II to refer to members of the Marine Corps, drawing the term from the resemblance of the Marine dress blues uniform, with its high collar, to a Mason jar which at the time was made from blue glass. 

The Marine Corps was founded in Tuns Tavern in Philadelphia PA. November 10,1775

Since we won't be near a computer over the weekend I am posting this birthday greetings and will be back posting next week.
To any Marines reading this....Semper Fi to you. 

Bad News

While Zak the bear and Bobby the Werepoodle, are partaking a little legal pot, Barry T Bunny (Boo-Nay) has just learned some new and disturbing news that he feels will truly rock his little world.  What could it be?  Tomorrow starts a new adventure for Barry, Zak and Bobby.  It should be fun.
By the way the box Bobby is sleeping on is an Acme Bear Proof Munchy  Locker. After all one can not partake of pot with out any munchies, right?

Legal Rocky Mountain High.

Yesterday the people of Colorado voted to make Pot legal in the state.  This in mind lots of new gags come to mind.  I also wonder if it will cause some pot heads to move into the state.
This morning someone on the radio was lamenting on how Colorado will be a magnet for pot head tourists.  I guess we will just have to wait and see.

More over acting

Actually this is a combo scene from two movies: A Man Called Horse and Platoon.  And yes I know Richard Harris died in 2002, so I guess this would be a really long distance call.
Bobby Anderson the guys who should have been turned into a regular run of the mill Werewolf got turned into a French Werepoodle by mistake and for our fun.  Poodles are by and large divas and drama queens so this kinda sorta fits having a French Werepoodle

Whine whine whine

How depressing it would be on moment you are Bobby Anderson, North Park Auto Mechanic and the next you find you are a  French Werepoodle. I am sure he will get over it in a few days.  In the mean time old Zak the bear will take good care of the little guy.

The Great Pumpkin Is Coming

On Halloween you never know who is going to show up.

First we have a Were-Poodle, then along comes all those Werewolves or wolf men and now some kid who belongs to some strange cult.

Werewolf Games

How sad for poor Bobby.  All he wanted to do was to become a regular run of the mill wolfman or Werewolf and after eating some bad French Fries he turns into a Weirdpoodleman.  No romping with the pack until the next full moon for Bobby the werepoodle.

Sack-Re-Blue!

Sorry but my French is a little Le Rusty.  Bobby Anderson mild mannered North Park Mechanic by day turned into a French Werewolf  or  Loup-garou en français ou en homme-loup after eating some Frenh Fries at the local Burgers R Us fast food joint down town North Park across the the street town's only stop light.
He had been talking to one of Wade about the upcoming Bronco game and pored some bad salsa on top of the fries.  Bobby usually dips his fries in good homegrown Salsa like all red blood Americans do but this batch of Salsa came from  Dax, France.  Most people do not know it but Dax, France, is famous for their hot sauce and actually call their sauce Le Salsa Dax and some people think this is where the idea for LSD came from but that is another story.  Anyway, Bobby Anderson figured he was supposed to change into a regular run of the mill American Werewolf when the moon was full like normal.  He would spend the night chasing down some deer and having a gay old time and maybe hook up with some local Werewoman.   For some odd reason the French salsa and the french fries changed him early into a French Poodle.  How strange is that?  Will Bobby Anderson get his regular human body back?  Check in tomorrow for more scary tales from North Park, Colorado.

Werewolf of North Park

Bob Anderson, mild mannered mechanic by day and wild and crazy werewolf at night when the moon is full.  But for some odd reason last night, he turned into a Poodleman or Werepoodle and it is not yet a full moon.  Will good old Bob get back his human self again?  Probably after we have some fun with him for awhile.

Wild and Crazy fur balls

North Park has it's very own "Weirwolf".  Most of the time, Bob Anderson is quite a normal guy but when the moon is full, he turns into a blood thirsty man-killing Weirwolf.  On occasion he has been known to turn into other beasts depending on what he had for supper.  Last month he became a man killing Chihuahua  after eating tacos and green chili a few hours prior to his change & last July he made the mistake of eating some BBQ brats and turned into a weener dog. 
















North Park has it's very own "Wierwolf"

ZOMBIE BEARS, OH MY!

Hey, it could happen.

Bad Dreams

Zak the bear from  Alfred Packard State Park in Colorado, went to bed for his yearly hibernation and has now woken up in some strange place full of demons and other strange creatures and will be in this strange place until Halloween.  Hopefully he won't do too much damage to this strange place while he is visiting.

Weener dogs

Squirrels

This one if for our Grand dog Arnold and Chester.  Their day would not be complete with out telling those pesky neighborhood squirrels a thing or two.  I have come to the conclusion that it is all just a game with both the squirrels and the dogs and each get some sort of feeling of making their day complete.

Zaks lost in time

I am starting a new series with my old buddy Zak the Bear.  Zak and I go back about 30 some odd years and all the things I have put the old guy through I am sort of surprised he still talks to me. 
While Zak is hibernating for the winters months he will be bouncing around sort of like in Quantum Leap never knowing where or during what period of time he will wake up in someone else's body. 
The first series he is now back in the days of King Ethelred (as apposed to Ethelpink or Ethelpurple) and he is in Ethelred's castle guard detachment.  His boss is a big fellow by the name Sgt Dorf Bösewicht and most every one calls Toad behind his back.  

Fred

It is that time of year when birds head south 

and bears take a really long nap.

Depressed Zak

Dive Bombers

Humming Birds are some of the most territorial birds around.  Some people also call them flying pigs because they can go through a humming bird feeder in a few hours.  Amazing they are able to fly for all they must weigh at the end of a day.
We have a friend who lives in the mountains of Southern Colorado and she has about ten humming bird feeders around  her cabin.  I was doing some maintenance on her deck this last summer and I was being dive bombed over and over by those pesky little birds. 

The Lazy Bastard Gold Mine

Old man Willard M Jones is an opinionated old cuss, I guess living alone and only having a little donkey to talk to will do that to most people. 
Hard to believe but there are still people like old man Jones living up in the wilds of America off their wits and pure determination without asking for any help from any one. I have known a few over the years and they are really a special group of individuals who will be around long after all us city folk cave under. 
It is amazing how they can survive up against all the federal state and local governments and agencies who claim to be out there to take care of us citizens as if we are unable to take care of our selves.  I have a feeling Willard is about to run into some problems with the local home owner's association, city of North Park  environmental agency, the state wet lands commission, the Social Security Administration, PETA, NOW, NAACP, Occupy Wall Street, the State environmental agency, the Army, the Coast Guard, the State Police, the FBI, the EPA and the Presidential Reelection Committee.

Are you up for a Relationship?

Actually I met my wife Ruth on E HARMONY.  She told me that for her it was 100 cups of coffee at Starbucks.  It seems like most couples meet for the first time over coffee and it is usually at Starbucks.  Maybe Starbucks should give couples from E HARMONY a discount or something. 
This annual per-hibernation speed dating shin-dig is held after the first snow of the season each year and then the couples separate and go off for a romantic two some in some cave or behind some rock or up in some tree.  And about six months later we have new bear cubs, funny how that works out.  With out this boy girl mixer I can not figure how the bears would get together.  

The debate.

In keeping with the theme of this blog, Willard is an old gold miner who has never been married and lives next to his gold mind the Lazy Bastard Gold Mine perched on a hill about 10 miles West of North Park, Colorado.  Bo is his jack ass that he uses when he goes into town to get supplies.  It is a funny relationship and as you see in the weeks to come that Bo has a mind of his own and is very stubborn and slow to change.
I guess the correct saying would be, "Everyone knows jackass's don't know squat about business and economics."  But there is just so much room in these little panels.

Until the elections I will be running this Willard and Bo comic strip just for the fun of it.  Since very few people look at this thing I doubt anyone will notice the "Zingers" as Pres Obama called them.


These are the first scetches I did of Willard and Bo

Fly Fishing 101

 So much mysticism in fly fishing, 

that it is almost a religion.