And this is for my husband Bruce, who isn’t an “Andy,” but who provides all sorts of plugging/unplugging equipment to the local Andys and Bobs and Mikes and Lloyds…
Maybe a few more possibilities for therapy wouldn’t hurt, either.
While we’re thinking about food…
The saddest part of this particular comic is realizing how many BIG shopping malls that I grew up with in the Phoenix area (Metrocenter and Thomas Mall) and the surrounding areas (Los Arcos, Tri-City) are no longer there…gone, baby, gone.
Merely an obervation…
Some folks like loose change, some folks like facial hair, and ‘evry gal’s crazy ’bout a fluffy-lookin’ ‘stache!”
It’s always something. Usually smelly, too.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING to everyone near and far, Plugger and those-in-training!
And as we head into yet another Covid variant, we remember the Good Auld Days…