From today’s newspaper comics:
Agnes is talking with her friend Trout, saying, “One night when I couldn’t sleep, I woke up Grandma and asked her to sing me a lullaby. She came in holding a candle, singing “Oh, Death” in Ralph Stanley’s high lonesome style… completely a cappella.”
Trout asks, “Did it have the effect she wanted?” Agnes quips, “Yeah… I never wake her up at night anymore.”
Bizarro provides a cutting commentary on the use of cell phones in our society, even at someone’s deathbed. The gathered family individually are saying into their phones, “… of course, we always knew this day would come…” “… any time now.” “We’re just thankful we could all be here.”
The dying man in the bed is saying, “I better let you go – I see a bright light.”
The minister on the other side of the bed is saying, “Looks like I’ll be home for dinner after all.”
And from yesterday’s paper: F Minus riffs on cremation ash scattering from an airplane.