Sunday short and sweet

You wish this post was THAT short! Come on, People, it's me we're talking about.

You wish this post was THAT short! Come on, People, it’s me we’re talking about.

I know. I know. My posts have been running more like marathons rather than quick jogs. So here’s a break in the action.

Because I’m finding it tough to focus on my novel (the one that I’m writing, not the one that I’m reading), I decided to give up my Sunday writing gig over at Legends Undying. I posted my farewell today.

It’s not your typical “see you later” message. But the last thing you’d ever get from me is “typical” right? Check it out. It’s another AARP-inspired post. If they have henchmen, they’re gonna rev up their mobility scooters and come gunning for me. I’ll never hear them coming until they try to get off their scooters and their joints start cracking.

Shizzle! I knew it. An organization a big and powerful as the AARP had to have its own militia. And if they take out one of their own (me), who would even notice?

Shizzle! I knew it. An organization as big and powerful as the AARP had to have its own militia. And if they take out one of their own (me), who would even notice?

The other thing I wanted to share was that I recently subscribed the The New Yorker Magazine. It makes perfect sense.

1. I’m a New Yorker.

Well, okay, it was kind of impulsive. I thought that people would be impressed that I was reading something more highbrowerific than Oprah’s magazine and AARP’s newsletters. The problem is, they have very long articles. My attention span just isn’t what it used to be.

So I’m kind of the opposite of men who read Playboy for the articles. I’ve started to read The New Yorker Magazine for the pictures. Well, for the cartoons.

Good Grief! This article is fascinating!

Good Grief! This article is fascinating!

Unlike the typical “funnies” section of most newspapers, these make me chuckle or laugh out loud–at least the ones I understand. Some are too cerebral for me. I resent those. I mean it’s a cartoon. You shouldn’t have to be a member of Mensa to get it.

Anywho, I laughed at these and thought you might enjoy them too. They even have their own captions, so I just have to sit back and post them. How easy is that?

blog cable cartoon


blog couple gaming

blog birds cartoon

blog nature walk cartoon


I hope you got a laugh, or at least a chuckle, from these. Laughter (and a short post) is good for the soul.



~ by Lorna's Voice on September 1, 2013.

41 Responses to “Sunday short and sweet”

  1. šŸ™‚

  2. Yup! šŸ™‚

  3. Awesomeness! That level of real means you are really into it, go girl šŸ™‚

  4. No, no. Couldn’t do that! But I have to pare down my blog time. The characters in my novel are about ready to kidnap me! šŸ™‚

  5. As long as you aren’t saying farewell to your pages here, I can live with it! See you soon, soul sister. Thanks always for the giggles šŸ˜€

  6. When Philip and I were at the B&B in Bar Harbor, I saw a book like that and picked it up. That’s what gave me the idea to subscribe. I loved reading the “Best of…” There’s so much stuff about what’s going on in the city that is meaningless to me, but I enjoy reading the opinion pieces and, last week or the week before they had a great article written by a woman with an autoimmune disease about autoimmune disease and how it changes ones sense of self. I thought, “Gee, I could have written that article and it would have been just as long and a lot more funny.” But I;m sure “funny” isn’t what they were going for in that article. Too many people with these issues want to take themselves seriously so that others will. There’s merit in that, but taking yourself or or situation too serious makes life kind of dull. See? I could have written one of those long articles!

  7. My parents had a book titled, The Best of the New Yorker and it was filled with pages of the New Yorker comics. Even at the age of 7 or 8, I had a thing for dry humor. I don’t know what happened to that book, but I wish I still had it.

  8. You aren’t serious, are you?

  9. Paulette, fancy meeting you here. MENSA has no heads, it’s a bunch of numbers of IQ. šŸ˜†

  10. Thank you so much, Lorna. For once you have been singularly unhelpful. I don’t want explanations. My life will be over soon. Don’t cry. It happens. Why should I give time to cartoons? It’s hardly as if we can take either knowlegde, wisdom or amusement to the grave. Such a bloody waste of a lifetime.

    You, Lorna, may not be a gardener (though you might have a green finger – unbeknowN to you.): I am a great gardener. Except I don’t have A garden. This minute. Nothing. Zero. Zilch. Nada. Not a snail in sight to annoy me. Not a squirrel to dig up what I planted a minute ago. Not a cat do what cats do. Not even a dog to bury its bone.


  11. I got rid of cable completely for a whole host of reasons. Many worthy TV series (The Good Wife included) can be found on Netflix–commercial-free. You just have to wait a year for them to release the most recent season. Sports? I don’t know. You may have to send Hubby to a local bar. Maybe Hulu (does have short commercials) through the internet broadcasts sports. You can get immediate access to network programming, too.

  12. I think that’s what they spend most of their time doing… šŸ˜‰

  13. Since NBC and CBS and our cable company can’t agree to negotiate (they maybe associate too much with Congress?), I loved the cable cartoon best–I don’t think substituting reality show Starz and their Kids (cable’s latest email to make us feel better about new programming gone for the likes of The Good Wife or in hubby’s case Sunday Night Football), makes me less docile about the whole mess. GRRR!

  14. MENSA needs their heads checked!! šŸ˜‰

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  16. Stodgy group, those Mensas. I’d rather not be associated with them, especially since I cant be associate with them! šŸ˜‰

  17. Yes, humor is a great way to diffuse a tense situation and to cope with stress. (I should know!) We all should laugh more. šŸ™‚

  18. When you have scissors and are not otherwise using them for purposes I’d rather not know about, cut out the cartoons and send them to me. I’ll explain them to you. Americans, like all cultures, have their own sense of humor not always shared by others. Heck, I don’t even understand some of them. Maybe we’re not all meant to. We don’t all like the same foods either.

    If you are into gardening, I’ve heard that layering old magazines in an area where you are trying to keep weeds down, then covering them up with some covering up material (mulch? cement?) helps. Don’t quote on on this. I’m not the best gardener.

  19. Yeah! Another sister in cartoon crime! It takes a courageous person to admit that we subscribe to these distinguished publications for the cartoons or pictures, but we have proven ourselves to be courageous time and time again. šŸ™‚

  20. Don’t know if Mad Mag is still around. But I sure am glad the New Yorker Magazine keeps plugging away. And I’m so glad to know that I’m not the only one who appreciates it predominately for the cartoons. I bet a lot of snooty people would find that difficult to admit. But we are snooty only in that we have the snouts of out beloved pooches nuzzling us daily! šŸ™‚

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  22. I’m so glad! A good laugh is always made merrier when shared. šŸ™‚

  23. I know, George. there are some cartoons that I just look at and scratch my head…

  24. You’re right, Al. I’m sure it was developed by a bunch of elitist David Niven-ish men comparing the sizes of their brains. Women aren’t impressed with size the way men are–at least not the women I know!

    And I love, love, love the birds on the stick one, too. That was the first one I clipped. šŸ™‚

  25. It’s so rare that I burst out laughing when I see a cartoon. The New Yorker Magazine has at least one or two that get me. And there are some articles that are quite compelling, too (as I said–Playboy in reverse). šŸ˜‰

  26. Yes, I should do that. If I keep to my goal of limiting it to 100,000 words (my memoir was 114,000), then it is nearly two-thirds written. But that’s just the first draft. The real writing takes place in the editing process. I need to get that first draft written. But maybe a status update on how far I’ve gotten and the basics of the story–maybe even a “teaser” from the draft would be fun to share. Good idea Ruth! Thanks!

  27. Whenever you schedule a cable service call around where I live, they give you a time estimate of some ridiculous span: “We’ll be there between noon and four. Make sure someone is home.” It eats up your whole day just waiting for them! šŸ˜‰

  28. I bet you do! šŸ™‚

  29. Yes I did enjoy the jokes… the last one specially… often wondered what is sitting there watching me pass by….

  30. o.Oa

    I didn’t get the first cartoon… cable guy.

  31. I’m looking forward to your new book. It sounds really interesting šŸ™‚ Keep us “posted” šŸ™‚

  32. haha, the cable murder. Love it.

  33. Have enjoyed the New Yorker cartoons for years. I love the one with the two birds. Maybe I’ll try that in my next s’more.

    As for mensa, isn’t that a little sexist anyway? Shouldn’t it be called personsa?

  34. I laughed when you admitted that you thought the ones you could understand were funny! Me too. As usual, chuckling here. I can’t find the time to read my book either…

  35. humour , what is that,, oh it is something that makes one smile.. and Lorna, this certainly did it for me.. šŸ˜‰

  36. I love me a funny ….

  37. You’ve cinched the deal, now I know why I love you so much, you read the New Yorker for cartoons. I love their cartoons. That and the long gone Mad Magazine, or is it still around? xoxo P

  38. Oh Lord, we are alike in many ways. I once subscribed to the New Yorker for the cartoons, too. Read some articles. Same with the Smithsonian. I love the magazines and the info and they make an impressive read to leave in your guest room bathroom, but I couldn’t stay caught up. I’ve recently taken old issues and torn out pictures to use in collage…which I keep promising myself I will work with again.

  39. Congratulations, Lorna. Better late than never. Californian wife of father-of-son gifted me a subscription to the New Yorker many years ago. She felt that I’d be the only person in England who’d appreciate it. I did, I do. Though the cartoons often not quite hitting the spot (as in: I haven’t got a clue what they are on about. Or maybe I am not paying the attention they deserve. Comforting myself and stupidity with thoughts on cultural divide.)

    On a personal note, and why you should have never taken out that subscription: I now have PILES of The New Yorker. Archived. Anal – don’t say it. Tried to donate them to Southampton Uni (their library, their media studies department) – no joy. Astonishing. Too tired this minute to make social comment. Can’t bear selling them on ebay. Not because of ebay but because the post office makes an absolute bomb on postage. Maybe I could boil them all and make some sort of paper mache statement. And sell it as a cartoon to the New Yorker. Should you come up with a fitting punchline I will share copy right and proceeds with you.


  40. Cartoons and short stories are ways to poke fun at our lives. Sometimes we tend to get grim and need breaks. (Lisa , my wife knows better than to give me straight lines.)

  41. Mensa rejected me because I laugh a lot and love cartoons. Hilarious.

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