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Sunday, April 17, 2011

Maxim of the Week


Bicycling home from the organic produce store with her baby on her back,
vegetarian Victoria seriously considers going to a drive-thru for a burger.
Maxim:
When you come to a fork in the road, take it.



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18 comments:

  1. In life one must go with the cycles.

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  2. Victoria, the part-time vegetarian. Hope she gets there before the kid eats all the stuff in the basket.

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  3. Marvelous little character study, perfectly illustrated as always.

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  4. Too funny! And the baby on the back doesn't seem able to find anything to eat either! xxox

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  5. DCW,
    To everything, there is a seasoning.

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  6. Shirl,
    Either before the kid eats it all or tosses it to avoid another serving of mashed vegetables when Mama gets him home.

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  7. tattytiara,
    It's not easy being perfect, as I'm sure you well know.

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  8. Margaret,
    I think baby has a carnivore inside waiting to get out!

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  9. I love this illustration....and the colours. The baby appears to be reaching for the bread,or maybe he'd rather have a burger!

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  10. Great! After all that work, she deserves one!

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  11. When you come to a fork in the road pick it up. It'll come in handy.

    Are these vignettes based on people you know?

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  12. Forest Dream Weaver,
    I suspect the baby is foraging for chocolate!

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  13. Sharmon,
    What's the point of having rules if they can't be broken from time to time, eh?

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  14. Marginalia,
    Yes, do pick up that fork from the road, especially if it's bent and rusty as it would doubtlessly work well in a collage!

    The drawings start out as mere scribbles and I never know who or what situation will develop from them. The names and places have been changed to protect the innocent! Really, they're just phantasms from my imagination, and
    my many years on earth witnessing human folly.

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  15. I can relate. Once in a while, I'll get my healthy food, bring it home, and then there's nothing to eat :-) Sometimes, you just gotta pick up that fork and go for it.

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  16. Lady Madonna, children at your feet
    Wonder how you manage to make ends meet
    Who finds the money? When you pay the rent?
    Did you think that money was Heaven sent?
    Friday night arrives without a suitcase
    Sunday morning creep in like a nun
    Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlace
    See how they run


    Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
    Wonder how you manage to feed the rest


    See how they run


    Lady Madonna, lying on the bed
    Listen to the music playing in your head


    Tuesday afternoon is never ending
    Wednesday morning papers didn't come
    Thursday night you stockings needed mending
    See how they run


    Lady Madonna, children at your feet
    Wonder how you manage to make ends meet

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  17. Stickup Artist,
    I've had that exact same experience! I suspect I'm a carboholic. Fruit or veggies just don't add up to a satisfying snack.

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  18. carmenooch,
    Do you think Lady M. was a hockey mom?

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