Posts Tagged ‘vintage comics’

It happens: “Friends without benefits” edition

May 29, 2011


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Happens all the time.

Daily Batman: A King-Sized Sunday Punch

August 12, 2010


via batmanpunchingpeople on the tumblr.

Now’s not the time for some wimpy Wednesday wallop, buckaroo. Make it a king-sized Sunday punch!

Daily Batman: Big Chief Talks-With-Fists

July 5, 2010


via batmanpunchingpeople on the tumblr.

If you know the provenance of this panel — like, its backstory and the issue in which it appeared, etc — please, please don’t tell me. I want it to stay exactly like this. Because this? Is gold.

They go together like a horse and carriage

June 17, 2010

Hey, that’s kind of how my husband proposed.

Today is my wedding anniversary.

It’s an institute you can’t disparage.

At last I shall return to the work I love.

June 2, 2010


via comicallyvintage on the tumblr

New job starting today: tutoring one of the Scamps on the reg for the Summer. According to her absolute battleaxe of a mother — who if you ask me is the sole author of all her daughter’s insecurities in academics and anywhere else as, if my conversations with this mother have been any indicator, the poor girl is never able to get a word in edgewise and the mother decides every detail of her life down to making her write it on a calendar, and I empathize with her 1000% — other Scamps’ parents’ calls will be coming in soon. Also, in mid-August, I agreed to put on a 2-day workshop for them to help them prepare for sixth grade vis a vis setting up notebooks, discussing notes and organizational skills, and hopefully developing some strong test-taking strategies.


Fast Times via moviecritic, Australia ed.

Though they will still be at the same K-8 school as they have always been, beginning in the sixth grade they will switch classes for different subjects. Not only will their homeroom guy, my old buddy from That Day, J–V–, be their first male advisor, but he will also teach them math. And the science teacher is a man, too.


I wish. Neither J–V– nor Mr. N. looks a thing like Dr. Jones. Maybe Mr. N., a little. But only a little.

So, for a class that is predominantly girls, most of whom have declared openly how unprepared they feel they are for middle school math after their fifth grade experience, there is the concern that they will follow statistical patterns and slip behind in those subjects through a combination of lack of confidence in their own skills, societal conditioning, and intimidation about talking to a male instructor.


The lovely and talented Mrs. Edna Krabappel.

The Scamps are mainly marvelous geniuses and neither they nor their folks need to worry at all about their academic prospects in my estimation, but if those anxious parochial school parents want to pay me to hang out with their kid and prepare them for pre-algebra or read Harriet the Spy with them all Summer, I am totally for it!


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Tomorrow I have an interview for a position teaching in the third grade at this same school, it is actually the position my dear Sarah-fina recently abdicated in favor of staying home full-time with my favorite Baby Ginger, and though I don’t hold out much hope that I’ll get it because I know one of the other candidates is far more qualified than I am and has spent the last seven months as the temporary instructor filling in for S-f at that grade level, my application and interview are at least I hope a demonstration to the administrators that I am passionate about pursuing education for my life’s work and that I am committed specifically to the kids at this school. So wish me luck with all my edu-ma-cating and I will catch you on the flip!

PSA: The road to respect from your peers

March 9, 2010

PSA: The road to respect from your peers runs smooth and straight through the battery-powered legs of a robot stuffed animal. Did You Know?


via comically vintage on the tumblr.

Aces, dude. No one will laugh at you now.

Long story short, this is where Teddy Ruxpin came from.

Daily Batman: Aunt Agatha does not like what she is seeing

March 4, 2010


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Not only are you sporting tights, you are wailing on dudes out in public like an absolute vondruke. What would your parents say?

Daily Batman: The Loneliest Men in the World

December 24, 2009

Daily Batman: Batman’s heart is not in this gay thing

December 2, 2009

You are not selling him on the gay thing, Batman. Give it some jazz hands!