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Elma, Washington

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Elma, Washington

Everywhere I look, there is a cat

"Everywhere I look, there is a cat" is a saying I have found myself repeating in this house of four cats. They hate when I am alone in a room and it is almost like they rotate the role of "who will monitor Mr. Foodgiving Man now?"

And sometimes out of the corner of my eye, I see what I think is a cat but it turns to be something else, like the 25 year old cactus over the kitchen sink.

 Or the coffee maker

 A pair of rubber boots

A chainsaw carved bear with a welcome sign which I have moved to the back yard. I was afraid when I had it out front people might think I really meant it.

 A toy monkey that somehow moves around this house on its own

 Fancy couch pillows

Everywhere I look, there is a cat.

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Tornquist Road, McCleary, Washington

Morty Comix # 2488

We had our family holiday gift exchange a couple days before Christmas. Susan gave me a potato gun with two spuds to use as ammo.

It does NOT shoot up to 50 feet, as we shall see. However, I am looking forward to years of service. We'll get back to this gift in a bit, but let's move on to ...

... a somewhat revolting present from Bryan and Zach. These dismembered plastic monkey parts are in a bag. And as if that wasn't creepy enough, the monkey's eyes on the severed monkey head BLINK!
 

Stay with me now. All will be be revealed by the end. I made a grid with 50 little squares on a sheet of cardboard.

Then I arranged the disgusting monkey parts on a TV tray. 

The grid was placed under and behind the tray.

I shot several potato pellets at the monkey parts, which were precariously balanced at the edge of the tray. Although the little spud bullets hit the targets, they lack the required velocity to knock them to the floor. So when the label declared "Shoots Harmless Potato Pellets," they meant it.

So it was time to haul out a more advanced technology to achieve my goal. I went to the toybox and extracted the gyroscope.

 You can tell the monkey's expression is politely apprehensive at this juncture.

 I let the gyroscope rip

It did not fail me as it knocked over two revolting monkey parts. A foot landed on numbers 27, 28, and 32.

 

Now it was time for the next phase, but I knew the potato gun would not be able to do the job. Mr. Spud himself told me this was all a half-baked idea anyway, and he took his leave. But I thanked him for helping me with the initial parts of this project.

  

So I made a much simpler grid, narrowing the field to three.

And this time I brought out the heavy artillery,  foam darts!

 

It took a few tries, but in less than 3 minutes I knocked a repulsive monkey hand into the grid. It landed on number 32.
 

32. That means Minnesota, the 32nd state, admitted to the Union in 1858. I've been over Minnesota in a passenger airline but have never set foot there, but hopefully someday I'll be able to pay a visit.

None of my ancestors parked there on their way West in the pioneer era (but a few were next door in Wisconsin in the 1850s-1860s).

Minnesota has a great tradition of creative comic art, was one of the hotspots in the Newave era, and today remains a prominent place for our brand of comix. Meeting Matt Feazell at SPACE 2011 was a real honor and even though he now lives in Michigan, I nominate him for Minnesota's Cartoonist Laureate for his amazing past contributions.

 Anyway, I rolled the dice the for the next step. As you can see, the number was 7. That's lucky!

And the 7th largest city in Minnesota is Plymouth. I consulted a map of that city and decided to just pick a street name I liked, and Cheshire was my choice. A co-worker calls me the Cheshire Cat and I admire that character.

So I randomly selected an address on that street, which turns out to be home to a business enterprise. I'm mailing it tomorrow morning. This issue of Morty Comix will probably be tossed in the trash or recycling, but I hope you readers enjoyed the narrative. Actually, in many ways, these blogposts are the real Morty Comix, the hardcopy product is residue.

Obscuro comix in action!

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Elma, Washington

Morty Comix # 2426

Morty Comix # 2426 was placed in an arcade area of a Tumwater, Washington pizza joint

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A very sad sight found on a sidewalk

McCleary, Washington

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Teddy Bear Mugshot

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Buster on the toy chest that survived The 1965 Fire.

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Found-Art Treasure, ca. 1980

I wonder where she is today?

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Elma, Washington

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Am I the only who thinks this is just plain wrong?

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The fate of cute, stuffed toy animals when they turn to crime

The Infantry is Coming!

Yes, he joined the Army and served along with a baby Douglas fir. In short, he defended our country with the infant tree.

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Evelyn's Cow