Saturday, April 27, 2024

Guitar Heroes

 Daddy Steve:  Did you know that April is International Guitar Month?  

Thanks to Minnesota Public Radio, we do now!  In honor of the occasion, Bowie and Sebastian decided to have a jam session.

Bowie: Got your pick ready?
Sebastian: I prefer to strum with my fingers.

These boys have very different styles when it comes to the old axe.

Sebastian: I'm a little bit country,
Bowie: And I'm a little bit rock and roll.

Sebastian: I'm a little bit of Memphis and Nashville,
Bowie: With a little bit of Motown in my soul.

Sebastian: I don't know if it's good or bad,
Bowie: But I know I love it so!

Sebastian: I'm a little bit country,
Bowie: And I'm a little bit rock n' roll.

Bowie: Not bad! I think someone should write that down.
Sebastian: I think maybe they already have, Donny.

And not to be outdone...

Rolf: Vell, I'm little bit Polka!

Acknowledgements to Marty Cooper and Donny & Marie Osmond
Florian Chmielewski, RIP


Saturday, April 20, 2024

Squirrel Surrender

 Daddy Steve: Regular readers may remember the problems we have had in past years with squirrels eating the flowers on our Magnolia tree.  The moment they began to open up, the blossoms were savagely attacked by these marauding, bush-tailed rodents.  We tried everything to thwart them--netting, sprays, etc.--all to no avail.

Emile: Quelle tragique!
Louisette: Oui, mon petit lemon.

This year, for reasons as yet unexplained, it has not happened.  So far, knock on wood, the tree has remained completely undisturbed...

Naturally, we're delighted by this turn of events; particularly Giancarlo.

Giancarlo: It's a miracle!
Marta: But these are modern times; there are no more miracles.
Giancarlo: I guess it ain't modern times in Gregoropolis!

However, it has led to a lot of very intense speculation among the kids as to what could have caused this change.

Holly Belle: I think the previous vandalism was all the work of one demented squirrel.
Meghan: Yeah, and he just didn't survive past the winter.
Holly Belle: Life is good when you can outlast your enemies.

Luke: Or maybe he got stuck in squirrel prison.
Oliver: There's such a thing as squirrel prison?
Luke: Oh, sure.  Where do you think all the criminal squirrels go?
Oliver: I always thought they got banished to a squirrel Phantom Zone.
Luke: That would only be for extreme cases; not like just stealing someone's nuts.

Holly Belle: Oh good grief, this conversation is becoming ridiculous!
Nathan: I'm afraid that for once I have to agree with Holly Belle.
It's completely absurd.
Holly Belle: See, even Nathan can see that I'm right.

Holly Belle: Wait, what you mean 'for once' you have to agree with me?!?
Nathan: What do you mean by 'even Nathan can see I'm right'?

Saturday, April 13, 2024

List Maker


Daphne: Dan Ryan, it looks like you're deep in thought.
Dan Ryan: I'm making a list of all the things I want to accomplish this summer.
The first step in any project is to always make a list.

Daphne: Wow, that's quite a list.  You're going to need a very long summer.

Dan Ryan: That's why the second step is to stick it someplace 
where I'll forget all about it.  Like right here.

Daphne: Hmm, I think I know where this is going.  I suppose the final step
is to celebrate your accomplishment with tea and a donut.
Dan Ryan: How did you guess?!?

Daphne: You know, eventually summer will come to an end, and then you'll panic
when you realize that never did any of that stuff on your list.
Dan Ryan: Yeah, but that's ages away.

Saturday, April 6, 2024

The Wild Ones

 Daddy John: Despite Gregoropolis having only one motorcycle (and one helmet), some of the boys decided we need a biker gang.

Because as bikers you of course need tough-sounding nicknames, the 'gang' came up with new monikers...

BR is the only one who actually knows how to ride a motorcycle.
So, he is the leader and is "Boss."

Philip Guy is "The Knight," Pete Dakota is "Badlands," and 
Scot-Michael is "Shadow."

Then there is Nicholas Sahara, who does not 100% grasp the concept...

Nicholas: Ooh, this is smashing! I'm "Koala!"
Where are we riding our ten-speeds to, lads?

The Gregoropolis M.C.