
Michael: Browse The Strips
Friday December 28, 2018

Saturday December 29, 2018

Lynn's Comments: I don't ski because I know what I'm missing. It involves crutches.
Sunday December 30, 2018

Tuesday January 1, 2019

Thursday January 3, 2019

Saturday January 5, 2019

Sunday January 6, 2019

Friday January 11, 2019

Lynn's Comments: This was a true story. I did post notes to the family in lieu of nagging…and the notes worked!
Sunday January 13, 2019

Monday January 14, 2019

Lynn's Comments: This happened! When my well-meaning kids decided to make mac and cheese for dinner, they put on the macaroni without thinking to stir it. The result was a block of pasta that came out on the spoon like this. A good laugh means nothing is wasted. And, we had a dog.
Sunday January 20, 2019

Saturday January 26, 2019

Monday January 28, 2019

Lynn's Comments: We don't seem to put as much emphasis on cheerleading here in Canada as they do in the States, but still, it's a significant part of a team's morale and often a show of amazing talent.
Tuesday January 29, 2019

Lynn's Comments: I admired the girls who tried out for cheerleading and got to go to all the games. I could write a cheer, but never wanted to be a cheerleader. It was far too much work!
Wednesday January 30, 2019

Lynn's Comments: Again, I was vilified for showing the boys ogling the girls…but hey, it's what we do! The boys look at the girls and the girls look at the boys, and everyone wants that look to be full of potential. We wear attractive clothes, we do attractive things and the word "attractive" says it all. The critical letters I received made me wonder. Did these writers never enjoy the heart-stopping rush of a teenaged crush, or even enjoy an appreciative glance? I think if we search our collective memories, we’ll all see ourselves in these images of kids longing to be noticed by other kids!
Thursday January 31, 2019

Friday February 1, 2019

Lynn's Comments: Today, the word "nerd" has come to mean someone with a superior mind; someone who, in the age of super computers and artificial intelligence, understands just what is going on. What one word would I use today to describe the kid that doesn’t yet fit in? I’ll give you this challenge...and, remember...there are critics out there!
Saturday February 2, 2019

Sunday February 3, 2019

Lynn's Comments: This strip ran long before the "trance-dance" mindless, auto-tuned, sampled, lyric-poor crud you hear in public places today. Oh. Right. I’ve done this rant before. So, I’ll just say this: where is the good stuff? Give me a list of good tunes played by a good band that writes good lyrics and can really sing! Where are the "Eagles" and the "Beach Boys" of 2019? Gotta be out there. Gimme a list!
Monday February 4, 2019

Lynn's Comments: I remember being so enamored of a boy I knew in grade 7 that I actually changed schools to be close to him. I was one of those ordinary-looking kids, whose face would disappear in a line up. I wasn't smart enough to stand out either and I sucked at sports. Yup. This was me.
Tuesday February 5, 2019

Lynn's Comments: Awkward and embarrassing, a teenager's love life is a painful, wonderful, passionate and unforgettable awakening. Even though I was using Michael and Gordon's characters to convey these sentiments, these memories are all mine.
Friday February 8, 2019

Saturday February 9, 2019

Sunday February 10, 2019

Tuesday February 12, 2019

Wednesday February 13, 2019

Lynn's Comments: My mother would drive my friends and me to school dances. We'd cringe in the back seat, hoping we wouldn't be seen. With great understanding, my mom would drop us off a block away from the school so we could walk, unaccompanied, by a "rent." Whatever rifts came between us, she could also be totally cool.
Thursday February 14, 2019

Friday February 15, 2019

Lynn's Comments: We called the space behind a fence near the school goal post "the smokers union." It was in this darkened corner that we all took turns choking on Lucky Strikes or sipping wine from jam jars.
Saturday February 16, 2019

Lynn's Comments: Our aperitif of choice was a disgusting, cheap, and very sweet wine called "Berrycup." It was the first to come in a gallon plastic jug with a spigot on the side. Guys who were "of drinking age" would hang around the liquor stores waiting for us under-agers to show up with enough cash to score them a bottle and something for ourselves. Berrycup: The wine you can share, the hangover you can depend on.
Sunday February 17, 2019

Lynn's Comments: The TV tray was invented, of course, as soon as the television became a household necessity. Like an indoor commode, every home HAD to have one. My mother, who ruled the roost, hated the thought of us sitting in front of the TV to eat, so we missed all kinds of good shows. They all seemed to come on at 6:00. One afternoon, my dad was late coming home from work. He was always home by 5:30 but this time he was not only late, but had arrived in a delivery van straight from Sears. My brother and I watched through the window as he unloaded a thin rectangular box, waved his thanks to the driver and headed into the house. Inside the box was a set of aluminum TV trays; a wonderful sight to behold. My mother conceded her fight and (depending on the show) allowed us all to eat dinner in front of the television. This was one of the very few times my father defied her. I thank Gunsmoke and Walt Disney for that one significant victory.