A Kang-O-roo

For any of you paying attention to continuity, the Sunday strip dated just prior to this one has already been posted earlier in the year, as a stand-alone, as it had absolutely nothing to do with this story. Kelly's stream of consciousness wandered from sea to shining sea before dumping into the gulf, as you'll see in the next few strips.

Everfreshence

Cecil is a hoot, get a load of those shoes.

Acrost America by Rockin' Chair

How can it be another Sunday already—time has run amok.

Hey, it looks like we're back to the contest . . .

Captain Webb was, of course, the first person to swim the English Channel without the use of artificial help, back in 1875 (and who drowned while attempting to swim through the whirlpool and rapids at the foot of Niagra Falls). Albert is stretching for that one.

Really a Sight

We're still in The Oldest Man in the World contest, even if it doesn't seem like it. Hang in there, we'll be getting back to Albert soon 'nuff.

Do I Look Like a Nuncepock?

I'm sensing that this strip is dedicated to Miss Betty Lewis of Bridgeport. And yes we're still in the Oldest Man in the World Contest.

A rare wordless panel . . . and funny:

3,500 Bees to a Pound

Kelly's storylines could get distracted from six ways to yonder.

A Busy Place Today

Well, hi. Welcome back.

I'm still on deadline, but you know I just hate to miss a Sunday without posting a Pogo Sunday. I can't say I'll never miss a Sunday, you know if I'm really sick or traveling or something like that. But we're still in the midst of the Oldest Man in the World Contest, and this strip is one of my favorites with Albert as a hero, even while on the run from the coppers. And the double entendre of his act of heroism is pretty funny.

It's just so comforting to look at a beautiful Sunday Pogo, isn't it?

Kelly's art has such a great sense of cartoon believability under the Suwanee bank: