I still like The Star, but at 85 someone has added another difficulty to my mornings.
Dilbert's body lies on the floor in the press room. Wally and Jeremy from Zits share a circulation office. Neither character cares much about what readers read every morning.
Pet adoption friends Mooch and Earl disappeared soon after Earl learned to sit. Will he work hard on fetch night? Mooch keeps happy with his little pink sock.
So many friends are gone, cruelly erased from my mornings.
I get Peanuts for breakfast instead. Charlie and Lucy are 72 now. I thought the kids retired when Charles Shultz died. Pulling a football away from Charlie Brown is not nice, just ask Donald John Trump.
I almost need a magnifying glass to read my recently downsized morning mood improver before I read/take my daily dose of aggravation, prescribed by the disciples of the former president, on this page and other pages.
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Wayne Beal
Green Valley
Wayne Beal
Green Valley
Disclaimer: As submitted to the Arizona Daily Star.