brilliant

Why do you mock the imaginary death of cartoon snowflake babies?

Miscegnation is a awful thing, and can only end in heartbreak. Thank god I voted for Strom Thurmond!

You picked up on the ring tone thing! Cool.

Damn you, Gavin! Pregnant or no, she is CIA, I tell you!

What’s wrong with that dude’s eyes? Those weird triangle deals. Is he wearing some of those tubular pointy glasses that remind us all of the huge laughs our grandchildren are gonna have when they see how we envisioned the hip future back in the ’80s? Is he an alien? And I don’t get how any of this has anything to do with how badly liberals suck. I wonder if Muir knew the pounding he’d get from Amanda Marcotte for months of “Oh, no, I can’t be a mother and a feminist, one’s gotta go” and “I’m a real woman now that I’ve spawned” and other such rot, and just weaseled his way out of it with a badly laid out tear-jerker.

Weird. Wonder if anyone’s told Muir about how rock dumb he’s making cops look with this. Thought conservatives dug on the po-po.

Lets hope Chris Muir is going to kill all his characters.

And I don’t get how any of this has anything to do with how badly liberals suck.

Don’t you see, if you vote for the Defeat-ocrats in November, you’ll get knocked up by a republican and then die in a car wreck… or something. The choice is clear!

I’m sure Chris Muir’s characters hope he kills all his characters….

Well, Matt T., we all know that liberals are shitty drivers.

Liberals drive semis, though? I truck drivers were salt-of-the-earth red staters.

I thought. Preview is there for a reason, I guess.

No ti isn,t, Davad! LEt it al hnag out, liek thongs outhe top of Muir–drawn cargo pants!

I really hate those goddam cargo pants.

You know, I just noticed the two troopers appear to be holding hands. And the one whose face we can see has a mustache.

Could Muir just be starting an exciting new, politically-correct, Republican cop gay love story?!

It’s for the best. This way, the young liberal woman and her bellyfruit won’t have to watch her husband git strung up fer consortin’ with his betters…

Jan la chamaca
Jan la chamaca
Ya no puede abortar
Porque no tiene
Porque le falta
Un fetico que expulsar

I know. I’ve given up on Babelfish ever really working right, but mostly I use it for amusement. I fed it J–‘s comment and here’s the translation:

Jan the chamaca
Jan the chamaca
No longer can abort
Because it does not have
Because it needs
a fetico that to expel

Ahhh, it all becomes clear as mud…

mikey

clear as mud, clear as mud…

Mud races! That’s it! Gosh, this living in squalor thing is working out well for these people…

[…] They're trying to. But goddamn, it's not gonna be easy. […]

“Jan the chamaca”

I think that’s a typo. I think it’s supposed to be “macaca.”

Surely this fine cartoon will be a Samsonite blow to womb baby murderers global!

Jan: the Day by Day character who sits with the plants [I assume you know this, but just in case]
chamaca: sweetheart, girlfriend
fetico (diminutive of feto): fetus

Change “it” to “she.” Remove “that” from the last line.

Jan: the Day by Day character who sits with the plants

Is that like “sleeps with the fishes?”

WHy is it now I am hanging on the edge of my seat for tomorrows strip?

The lights go red->yellow->green in Jesusland?

That could explain a few things…

Because, pinko, you didn’t buckle up. At least you were thrown clear of the evil womb-baby-killing satanic dyke whore’s flaming but justifiable death-by-semi.

I just know that sometime next week, I’ll be sitting in some silicon valley concrete tilt-up hell hole like Alviso on 237 and the light will go from red to yellow and that will mean my horrific death is moments away. Somehow, I’d rather it be a surprise. These little cosmic warnings serve no real purpose…

mikey

And Gavin, why would the brother be surprised by his own ringtone?

mikey

mikey, it’s because everything is back asswards in Chris Muir’s DBD world!!

The pregnant lady calls her own phone instead of her boyfriends. The traffic lights work backwards. The semi flips the car the opposite way it should. The cops’ priorities are in backwards order. The wrong phone rings.

It’s a perfect metaphor for the Conservative world-view. Black is white, up is down, and everything is ass backwards.

mikey- the 237 I know it well. I risk death once a month on that thing going to my fave vietnamese restaurant on earth.

I really hope I don’t see your semi-crunched body on it ever- the world needs mikey-

It needs even more mikeys! One is not enough.

You gotta share, PP. Last count I’ve eaten at 634 Pho shops, and that’s not to mention the taiwan places. Next time thru, check out the buffet at Swagats at calaveras and Abel in milpitas – that is one rockin buffet, dood. For seven bucks!!!!11

mikey

I thought I cleared that damn thang..

miky

everything is ass backwards

Welcome to Florida!

” I risk death once a month on that thing going to my fave vietnamese restaurant on earth.”

Please say where, Pinko.

Please.

I have Chowhounds in another window and am reading about Pho…….could really use a big bowl of Pho Tai right now…..

H.E.- this place you don’t get Pho- you get:

Grilled beef with onion
Lemongrass spareribs
Papaya salad with beef jerkey
Cahn Chua (either special version with catfish or regular)
and the CRITICAL:
The fried spring rolls. 6 to an order, always straight out of the oil and served with a pile of lettuce and herbs. The best I have had. Extra crispy skin that seems like rice paper but is somehow different from every other place.

Vung Tau II- off Dixon Landing Rd on Milpitas Blvd. next to the Lion supermarket.

Also, the Bun Bo Hue (spicy Hue-style noodle soup) was amazing one time, hit and miss two others- you need to ask for it without the chunks of blood, I think.

Recommends are always wanted on this end I tell ya- will go anywhere.

There’s another restaraunt in that same shopping center as Lions called Shang Hai. Taiwanese place though. The house pan fried noodles are real street food, with a little extra grace…

mikey

(I shop at that Lion on weekends – an AMAZING cultural experience, I assure you…

mikey

I love Chowhound, but sometimes they are too authentic- like when you jsut want a really tasty Chinese place that has white-meat chicken so GC isn’t grossed out, ya know? BUT, once you have people on there you can trust, it is amazing. I think the Road Food people are less snobby. Sometimes you like how something tastes, regardless of it’s level of authenticity, and some Chowhound will just come shit on it and tell you that the best of X ethnic food that they have had in the ENTIRE BAY AREA is when their auntie comes to town. Somehow their gourmet Indonesian auntie is a better cook ALWAYS using the same mix of available perhaps less-authentic ingredients found in the US that some folks in the actual restaurant business. No, I will buy that once, but not for every goddamn cuisine under the sun. No way. She probably just adds more MSG.

Also, the lemon beef salad is sooper tasty at VT II.

The best time at that Lion is holidays. The insane children’s choir music piped in makes you want to claw your ears off. Then you just give in.

Chinese street vendor food pwnz0rz.

Dead on, PP. There was this Thai place I used to go to that insisted on doing really unpleasantly hot dishes in the name of “Authenticity”. I found I liked my Thai a little less authentic. They went out of business, and I’m still eating…

mikey

I note a big difference between the posters at the LA Chowhounds vs. the New York (Manhattan) chowhounds. The LA hounds are much more into specific descriptions of the actual food; and they know more arcane details about the restaurants, their histories, the personnel, etc. The NY chowhounds are also more about the high-end restaurants, whereas the LA chowhounds are more into the little ethnic places.

I don’t mean this as an absolute; of course there are nuances and degrees.

LA’s too spread out, so one’s favorite Vietnamese place is ranked by geography as well as by quality. I live on the West side, so, there is one passable pho place on the west side — if you want pho and you don’t have time, you go there.

But the pinnacle of pho is in Orange County, or maybe the SGV.

I’ve found a happy medium; a good place in Van Nuys.

I don’e spend much time on the Bay area Chowhounds, since I haven’t been up there for about 5 years.

OTOH, when I worked in Long Beach I ate lunch at least 3 days a week
at a little Vietnamese lunch counter that isn’t on anybody’s radar screen, and it was heaven.

I have had a great time discovering wonderful LA places due to chowhounds. Especially Mexican food.

“The fried spring rolls. 6 to an order, always straight out of the oil and served with a pile of lettuce and herbs. ”

g makes Homer Simpson sounds. “Mmmm…..Chao gai……”

Hee hee- I do like to know what is and what isn’t authentic because I am interested in the flavors and how the dishes are supposed to be contstructed and what the logic of different cuisines are- you know, just to know and to try new things, but when I have a delicious al Pastor taco that has some subtle yet spicy and sophisticated tender juicy pork topped with some onions and cilantro, but somehow because it doesn’t taste “exactly right” to some cobag, it somehow becomes inedible, I’m POd. I’m all “there are more than one flavor solutions to this pork equation, asshole.”

I view the lettuce like a little spring roll holder and the nuoc cham as “coolant”- it’s like, well, if I balance it just right I won’t burn the f*ck out of myself and I can bite into it faster.

SF chowzers are in between- super helpful, but also can be authenticity fascists. like the people that say that you can’t get korean bbq in SF it has to be LA. Guess what cobags, you just aren’t serious when you say that. I mean to some people if you go for sushi and haven’t had a personal relationship with the sushi chef for 20 years and he is the godfather for your kids and you don’t drop 300 bucks a pop at the place with the secret entrance that turns away diners based on their look, but you got in with a friend, then it somehow iis beneath comment, those a-holes are on my shit list.

I view the lettuce like a little spring roll holder and the nuoc cham as “coolant”- it’s like, well, if I balance it just right I won’t burn the f*ck out of myself and I can bite into it faster.

SF chowzers are in between- super helpful, but also can be authenticity fascists. like the people that say that you can’t get korean bbq in SF it has to be LA. Guess what cobags, you just aren’t serious when you say that. I mean to some people if you go for sushi and haven’t had a personal relationship with the sushi chef for 20 years and he is the godfather for your kids and you don’t drop 300 bucks a pop at the place with the secret entrance that turns away diners based on their look, but you got in with a friend, then it somehow iis beneath comment, those a-holes are on my shit list.

I did not just double post. I hate this blog!

Amongst the noise, there is SIGNAL in the valley:

Mandarin: Mandarin Gourmet in Cupertino

Sushi: Kiko Sushi is wonderful, authentic, expesive and delicious, but Miyake is way more fun, cheaper, and good. Buy the waiter a Sake Bomb…

MidEast: DishDash in Murphy Square in Sunnyvale. I LOVE this place

American: Birks, in NetAss building in Santa Clara

Indian: Gaylords in Los Altos…

mikey

Pinko, I don’t find a lot of that kind of “authenticity” shit on the LA chows boards. Occasionally, someone of whatever particular ethnicity is being discussed weighs in with a “My mom cooked it this way” comment, but usually it’s not delivered in a tone of authority, and you can kind of give it some credibility. Someone’s mom comes from Taiwan or Oaxaca or Manila, I’m gonna give them the benefit of the doubt.

I like the blog “Great Taco Hunt” — I rely on it when travelling to various corners of LA county.

http://www.tacohunt.blogspot.com/

Talk about a dream job!

Hmm, mikey, you are in northern CA. I haven’t spent too much time up there, visited SF twice in the last 20 years; drove thru the area 10 years ago when moving from Seattle to LA. Altho I am going to my nephew’s wedding in December in Napa Valley.

When I moved I didn’t think I’d like LA at all. I have found, to the contrary, it’s a pretty cool place. But I like the kinda out of the way hidden parts, rather than the stuff in the magazines.

g: Are you familiar with this site? It focuses more on the exteriors of carnicerias and taco stands than on the food served inside.

Rewriting the rewritten…
1st panel:
Cop 1: “This was no boating accident!”
2nd panel:
Ringtone: “Dum dum, dum dum…”
Damon, thought balloon: “The ‘Jaws’ theme?!”

J — I like that site. Thanks!!! I’ve been taking some photos of what one might call vernacular landscapes, and this is too cool.

J — I like that site. Thanks!!! I’ve been taking some photos of what one might call vernacular landscapes, and this is too cool.

It is more the dismissal from folks that don’t really comment on these places- they just say “there is no blah blah in this huge geographical area except when my moms comes to town.”

Why is it now I am hanging on the edge of my seat for tomorrows strip?

The wait it over, Pinko Punko. The 9/4/06 strip is up. The is better than watching “Heridas de amor” on Univision.

I’m sure there’s gonna be some blather about liberals driving cute little German deathmobiles.

“She would have lived had she been in an Expedition. . .”

Please. You mean a Hummer.

The lights go red->yellow->green in Jesusland?

No, but they do in certain countries in Europe. Maybe she had to drive through Germany to get home.

So after her car blows up, and the police tell him she’s dead, she shows up at his door? Why didn’t she call him once she saw that the car was stolen? Didn’t she know about the car being stolen? Wouldn’t she had told the police this, so that they wouldn’t have spent their time using cell-phones ejected from the burning wreckage to start figuring the case out?

And how would she and her friend know what news he just got? Were they listening in on the call?

Was he just a really big fan of the Crocodile hunter and is taking his death really hard?

I don’t understand the timing of any of this, is it normal to be crying now?

I love how Gavin nailed it. Some jokers stole her car, got messed up by the light that was upside down and backwards and got pancaked all so Muir could make a “late” pun- hey he put it in quotes- and none of you guys has barfed about it yet. HE DID THAT SO HE COULD MAKE A ‘LATE’ JOKE. I’M NOT ‘LATE’ MEANING I’M NOT DEAD HAHAHHAHHA GET IT. IT’S SO F*CKING FUNNY I AM GOING TO DIE!11!!

CAR CRASHES ARE FUNNY!!!1! HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHA

ALSO SHE’S NOT PREGNANT- SHE WASN’T LATE…ON HER PERIOD! OR WAS SHE?

SO MANY PUNS!

She’s not pregnant, she’s not dead. The Mexican car theives are dead and now their families will sue over the malfunctioning traffic light. Enter sleazy lawyer.

I’m sure there’s gonna be some blather about liberals driving cute little German deathmobiles.

Cue “Ode to Harry”:

You’re dead now Harry
And you can’t come back
You’d still be alive if you drove a Cadillac

The cops told him she was dead over the phone?!!?!?!?!! Without even a basic attempt at forensics to identify the body?

I know someone else mentioned it, but yeah – I thought it was liberals who were supposed to think cops are bumbling and incompetent.

SO MANY PUNS!

On Labor Day. Get it? Labor Day.

Once again, I have zero idea what the fuck this comic strip is supposed to be about. I would appreciate any and all help in deciphering it.

They could have done the “late” pun without the horrifing car crash, but then the audience would have missed out on fantasizing about roast liberals.

Mikey: I can’t believe you chose a list of all-overpriced restaurants. I find Dish Dash to be incredibly annoying. There’s a great falafel place on California Ave in PA with better food for much less. And Gaylord’s? You must be kidding. I much prefer the South Indian places in Sunnyvale, in particular Saravana Bhavan at Fremont & Mary.

Oh, good dog. This is lamer than the lamest soap opera. Now, having been enlightened by her brush with “death”, Curly Scoliosis Woman will come down with baby fever and demand that Not-at-all-unrealistic Black Conservative Dude impregnate her with his magic sperm so she can fulfill her true destiny.

Oh, now wait a minute!

This is too fucked up! Even using Muir’s sense of timing, this is dumb.

Scoliosis Chick looks at the clock at 9:30 p.m, says, “Gotta call Conservative Black Dude, but my phone’s in the car!”

Meanwhile, Scoliosis Chick’s car has been stolen by MexlamoAztlanistfascists, who have been burned into unrecognizable cinders after being hit by the CIA Semi-of-Doom just moments after the mysterious cell phone call.

Scoliosis Chick discovers her car is missing, and instead of making that phone call she meant to make to Conservative Black Dude, meets up with her girlfriend for a ride home just a the moment the police violate normal police procedure by informing him that, well, we got a Crispy Critter in the car and we haven’t done any ID but we think it’s your girlfriend.

And somewhere while she’s doing all this she goes to the Ladies and discovers she needs a tampon?

This whole bullshit story could have been averted had she only brought her purse with her cell phone to the bookstore.

Red and Black just got all chowhound on Mikey. Wow. That’s aggressive.

Anywho, we have late as in late but also as in dead and also as in not pregnant on labor day, socialist holiday as in not going in to labor day but with some undocumented laborers getting burned up. I think those dudes needed to be joyriding for quite awhile for the timing to work out..

Once again, I have zero idea what the fuck this comic strip is supposed to be about. I would appreciate any and all help in deciphering it.

um. Me too.

Really – WTF is Muir’s point?

Scoliosis Chick discovers her car is missing, and instead of making that phone call she meant to make to Conservative Black Dude, meets up with her girlfriend for a ride home just a the moment the police violate normal police procedure by informing him that, well, we got a Crispy Critter in the car and we haven’t done any ID but we think it’s your girlfriend.

And somewhere while she’s doing all this she goes to the Ladies and discovers she needs a tampon?

really? ok –

This cartoonist is very odd. That’s all.

Too true, Pinko. Illustrates your earlier point nicely.

Hey, in the 9/4 strip – 3rd frame. Did Conservative Black Dude fall down? Cuz there’s comix-sparkly things floating in the air.

And what the hell kind of commie comic would set up a huge deal like a fatal car wreck and then turn around and resolve it THE NEXT DAY??? This fellow, chris muir, needs to take some lessons in cartooning…

mikey

“Pro-life”: willing to use the fiery deaths of strangers for a cheap scare and even cheaper gag. And curiously enough, the ploy seems to have been conceived, if you’ll forgive the term, largely to allow the author to get out of an inconvenient pregnancy.

And just what the hell is that thing growing out of her back?!! Ye gods.

This strip is so fucked up I don’t even understand the dialogue. I guess it’s supposed to be a witty punchline when she says “More pro-life than I thought,” but it doesn’t make sense in the context of the back story.

HE’S been totally pro-life all along, she was the evil liberal who wanted the right to determine what happens to her own body, a.k.a. immediately planning an abortion, preferably a late-term partial-birth abortion.

So when Conservative Black Dude faints because a) he’s shocked to discover she’s not dead, or, b) he’s surprised she’s not pregnant, why would SHE say about HIM “More pro-life than I thought.”?????

Or is she talking about herself, which would probably be par for the course for this strip where everything seems to be back asswards?

Wait — she thought she was pregnant because her period was what, a few days late? She didn’t get one of those pregnancy test kits from the drugstore before breaking the news to the boyfriend?

“Honey, Aunt Flo didn’t visit right on schedule so guess what, you’re going to be a dad”?

What is this, 1950?

This is lamer than the lamest soap opera

I respectfully disagree. I find “Day by Day” more heart warming than “For Better or For Worse,” more thrilling than “Steve Roper and Mike Nomad,” and more insightful about gender and the workplace than “Cathy.” I, for one, am hooked.

Hey, in the 9/4 strip – 3rd frame. Did Conservative Black Dude fall down? Cuz there’s comix-sparkly things floating in the air.

Yes, and the table got knocked over too. And those symbols over his head—I usually associate them with a drug-induced altered state.

That’s right, MaryC. Instead of hopping over to CVS and reading the back of a home pregnancy test kit, she went to do “research” at “Bookz a Billion,” where she sat around with an open notebook and some big plants while other people mingled in the background.

Ladies, the lesson to us is clear: merely thinking about having an abortion gets your VW Beetle wrapped around you like a feather boa.

I’m counting on either a David Copperfield-esque sleight-of-hand where the fetus is pulled out of the glove compartment and this train wreck of a cartoon spins off into some Single Conservative Dad = HILARITY genre, or the driver of the truck-thinger gets charged with killing two poorly-fleshed-out plot devices instead of just one, in case the Gentle Reader didn’t quite get Muir’s position on abortion.

At least he’s totally given up on trying to be funny.

Ugh—the 9/5 strip is up. And stoopid. Why does Damon look like he’s slathered in gallons of eyeshadow? And his poses are so… fey. I don’t think anyone really has to worry about him impregnating the girlfriend.

It’s getting so I honestly can’t tell the difference between a genuine Muir strip and the innumerable parodies floating around.