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I think of it as The Fool's Journey. I've been asked who the "fool" is. It's me, but in the classical sense of the court jester. Only the fool was allowed to tell the king of his follies. All cartoons are available as prints or originals, framed or unframed, through my website or e-mail. For mugs, t-shirts, and other products visit my gift shop at www.zazzle.com/jcrowtherart* (be sure to include the *).
I have friends with a seventeen-year old son who has acquired an old junker. His mom and dad are astonished at the labor he puts in getting it running smoothly, cleaning and polishing it, and eliminating dents. The suggestion was made that maybe if his room were on wheels he's lavish some attention on that too.
I finally bit the bullet and switched to an Apple. Microsoft Vista was the last disastrous straw. I'm happy to report that the good folks at Best Buy stepped up to the plate for me and took the Dell back even though the 14-day trial period had passed. I pointed out to them as politely as I could that it was outrageous for them to sell me a computer with an operating system they knew was a piece of crap. After 25 years of computing I can now say that I love my Mac.
The computer gremlins are at it again. Almost didn't get this thing working today, and since it's been a deteriorating situation there's no telling when it will finally crash once and for all. Shame, because I'm only two days shy of completing another century. That's right, we're closing fast on 900 straight days of 'toons. Wish us luck with the 'puter.
Talk about an intelligence failure, this one trumps the firing of the British Chief of Intelligence this week for walking into 10 Downing St. waving around a secret report on terrorist surveillence so openly that photographers were able to snap pictures of it. I'm talking about the word leaking out about the new first dog. To quote Pogo: "We have met the enemy and he is us."
Of the many quirks about Italian law, perhaps the most intriguing is the fact that there's no such thing as perjury in civil court trials. A defendant has the constitutional right to do anything necessary to defend himself, and that includes lying. It's up to the plaintiff to prove a lie, if there is one.
In this age of synthetic food, today may be the anniversary of its beginning. One hundred and thirty-five years ago on this date the patent was issued for oleomargerine. I may be showing my age, but I remember when it was white, like lard, and came in clear plastic bags. Inside was a small bubble of artificial coloring, which was kneaded into the white substance to make the stuff appear like butter. Those were the days when, contrary to one popular brand, one could easily believe it wasn't butter.
The Borscht-belt comedian Myron Cohen used to tell the joke about the husband who came home early, suspicious that his wife was having an affair. He threw open the closet door and found a man cowering inside. "What are you doing here?" the irate husband raged. "Hey," said the man, "everybody has to be somewhere."
Here at The Journey, where every day is a Fool's day, we can only sit back and wonder at a world that sets aside only one occasion a year to celebrate foolishness. Theories abound as to the origins of this non-holiday, but I throw my lot with the idea that it began with Noah, who sent the raven out too soon to check if the flood had abated. The raven came back and told Noah spring would last six more weeks, thereby incurring the famous feud between ravens and groundhogs.