I’ve found a new way to deal with rough days. It doesn’t have to do with booze or twenty-something blondes, although a combination of those wouldn’t hurt!
Anyway, I’m talking about the newspaper comic strip, Get Fuzzy.
I started reading the strip in the Spokesman-Review and remembered just how weird and crazy it was. It consistently made me laugh out loud.
While at a bookstore, I found five books collecting this strip on the markdown table. I snatched up a copy of each and took them back to my apartment.
I’ll pull them out after work and read a couple of strips and laugh. It's a nice way to clear the cobwebs of corporate crap from my mind. (A little alliteration never hurts)
The strip focuses on Rob Wilco, a single guy with two pets: Bucky, a cat with goals of world domination; and Satchel, a loveable, yet naive dog with goals of eating something yummy.
Bucky and Satchel can talk and they put poor Rob through some pretty hilarious situations.
I’ve read all the books now that I bought and need bite the bullet and buy the remaining collections. I love Get Fuzzy the way I use to love Calvin and Hobbes. They are by far, the two best newspaper comic strips I’ve ever seen.
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