Living With
It’s a little peculiar to see Randie and Ryan seemingly dis-satisfied with one another… but isn’t that life? You can sometimes need a break from your friends or family…. a little bit of space.
It’s a little peculiar to see Randie and Ryan seemingly dis-satisfied with one another… but isn’t that life? You can sometimes need a break from your friends or family…. a little bit of space.
Help!, this always seems to be the problem with all of my relationships!
Oh well, I guess I’m just meant to be single forever!
Sometimes these relationship things can get in the way of an old fashioned
friendship.
Of course, sometimes there is a relationship, without either party realizing
it!
I like the colours in this one š
This is probably the bestest way to stay bestest friends.
“Guests and fish smell after three days.” B. Franklin
It’s probably time they moved on from each other. I’m not sure they have a healthy relationship.
THAT’S the worst thing she can think about Ryan? Wow, Randie really has a heart of gold!
Squidman… awww… I don’t think you’ll be single forever… perfect-girl is out there! … and old fashioned friendships need to be nourished… and them living together is a little like bacteria under the gums (I just went to the dentist… so sorry for the dental jargon).
Cy… thanks… I love the blue in the last panel, myself.
Pete… Ha! I like that Ben Franklin guy… he was a WIT!
Denny… hmmm… they just need space. Healthy? I don’t know…
Dada… Gold hearted gal that she is, Randie just needs a bigger apartment to share… or one with a bigger art studio and a separate study/library.
Isn’t there an empty apartment in that building of theirs lying between Randie’s place and Max’s? Ha, is Max still alive? Haven’t seen him for a long time. Anyway, Ryan could just go and rent out the abode next door and do him up a nice man cave. Although, in Ryan’s case it will be less UFC and football, and more ferns and jellies. In fact, he could double up with Randall and have one of their bathrooms serve as just that with the other taking an exclusive role of, erk, a kitchen.
Anyone see the last day of the Republican Convention last night?
The topic of people becoming more accommodatable came up here recently for those having greater levels of fame and fortune. So there strolled Carmel Valley’s own Clint Eastwood in what quickly became much of a disaster. Some commentators were already mentioning that a guy with 7 kids from 5 marriages did not paint a great picture of the Republican’s family values. But no matter, he’s famous…
His routine consisted of an on-stage free-form impromptu chat with Barack Obama who was supposed to be sitting in an empty chair beside Clint. It amounted to insults and “shut ups.” Definitely could have used some rehearsal if not coherent content. So now folks are posting pics of empty chairs in what is being called “Eastwooding.” I heard one reviewer call the spectacle a Clint-astrophe. Not all was lost though, Donald J. Trump claimed to have loved it.
Twitter reply to Clint’s bewildering warm-up for Mitt Romney’s presidential nomination acceptance speech…
“To restore balance to the universe, Obama must have Tommy Chong onstage at the DNC talking to a steak.” — Patton Oswalt.