Did you not hear it here first? Did I not, more than two weeks ago, mention that the pandas would have their own Panda clan tartan? And now, I read this story on Panda News:
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I ask you, does The Panda Chronicles know everything first, or what?
Be the Bear
Bob T. Panda
I have to admit I get this little thrill when my days visitors edge (or zoom) past 24. Thanks to all the new subscribers, past subscribers, current subscribers…
Mehitabel: “Would you please just shut up and put another post up?” OK, OK….
Here is day 2 of 30 days – 30 pandas. It’s fun so far!
So, just to set everyone’s mind at ease, the panda on the lower right has a bottle of Bamboo Soda, and not a beer! This is after all Po’s panda kindergarten classmates who are throwing a party in honor of his birthday. The panda kindergarten is naughty enough without being drunk besides!
I was recently reading a new-ish book by one of my major influences in the humor genre. I am of course, referring to Dave Barry. That’s DAVE BARRY for all you search engines out there. Heck he’s famous…he could spare a few readers who accidentally come here instead of DAVE BARRY’S website. He is one of the few humor writers that no matter how many times I read his essays, I laugh so hard stuff shoots out my nose. It is for this reason that I could never read his work on line, as I don’t want to ruin my computer keyboard. When I used to fax my cartoons to my local picture framing shop, (note: this was before I had a blog or even a computer, and I had to follow all my friends around with large stacks of cartoons and demand that they read them before I would let them go about their day) my favorite story was when Catherine (my framer with the fax machine) told me milk squirted out her nose because she laughed so hard when she read one of my cartoons. To quote DAVE BARRY, “I am not making this up.” Sometime after that, they got rid of their fax machine (coincidence? You be the judge…) so I had to get a computer and start this blog.
Miss Demure Restraint was obviously paying attention and reading the entire post, ahem….not mentioning any names here…and noticed that in the section on 7 facts my readers may not know about me, I revealed that I am :
a) not a panda
and
b) not a boy panda
While technically these things are true, I hope you all will continue to indulge me as I write with the voice of my inner panda, who happens to be named “Bob”. I don’t know how this happened. It just did, so let’s just go with that. Besides, if a person says something that’s mean or kind of snotty or insulting, it is seen by some people as an example of bad behavior. But, if a panda says it, “Hey! What’s the big deal. He’s pretty smart for a panda!”
Being endangered means never having to say you’re sorry.
Be the Bear
Bob T. Panda
The real me!
To celebrate the panda birthday season (including my own) we have instituted the Panda-a-Day Challenge for the month of November. To successfully complete this challenge, I must draw 30 pandas on this 8 1/2 x 12 paper, fit all 30 pandas in, and have it come out looking like something that I don’t want to throw in the trash. Note from Mehitabel: What? You couldn’t do CATS?????? I also plan ( hope, dream, endeavor…whatever) to continue my regular post of cartoons, not to mention the exciting conclusion of the Versatile Blogger award posting. So without further blathering, here is the first entry to 30 days- 30 pandas:
Be the Bear!
Bob T. Panda
It’s not like it happens every day, but pretty often, someone wants to know where my ideas come from, or if I’m on medication and am I feeling particularly excitable right now. Well, just to set your mind at rest, “they” tell me I’m not dangerous (at least not at the moment) and I do have a method to my madness in developing ideas for my cartoons. So, I wrote this little cartoon to explain my thought process. (Or should I say “thought” process?) Also, Mehitabel was getting downright testy over not being the star in most of the new cartoons. Personally, she would just as well take the panda kindergarten to the pound and let some other poor soul adopt them. Alas, poor Mehitabel. This is just not to be.
Also, I’d like to welcome our new subscribers! Having people enjoy these cartoons helps make life worth living. (and to all my friends who have to at least pretend to say they are funny, thank you too.)
Be the Bear!
Bob T. Panda
It’s not like it happens every day, but pretty often, someone wants to know where my ideas come from, or if I’m on medication and am I feeling particularly excitable right now. Well, just to set your mind at rest, “they” tell me I’m not dangerous (at least not at the moment) and I do have a method to my madness in developing ideas for my cartoons. So, I wrote this little cartoon to explain my thought process. (Or should I say “thought” process?) Also, Mehitabel was getting downright testy over not being the star in most of the new cartoons. Personally, she would just as well take the panda kindergarten to the pound and let some other poor soul adopt them. Alas, poor Mehitabel. This is just not to be.
Also, I’d like to welcome our new subscribers! Having people enjoy these cartoons helps make life worth living. (and to all my friends who have to at least pretend to say they are funny, thank you too.)
Be the Bear!
Bob T. Panda
Out here in the Pacific Northwest we have a lot of weather that looks like those traditional Chinese landscape paintings, you know, kind of monochrome, lots of mist, rain, grayness, bases of mountains disappearing in the fog. But has anyone sent us a couple of pandas? Noooooooooooo they have not. Whats up with that, I ask you? Seems like one demand that should be made in the Occupy Wall Street movement is more pandas for the United States, especially in the Pacific Northwest. We have the weather that pandas like (or at least they are used to it, so they probably wouldn’t complain much) so we should have some.
Pandify Wall Street. That’s what I say!
Nobody expects the panda kindergarten!
Be the Bear!
Bob T. Panda
OK, who out there remembers that commercial on TV (Note: this comes from the time before Tivo) where a TV Doctor starts a commercial by saying” I’m not a doctor, but I play one one television,” and then gives you some advice on aspirin or hemorrhoid cream or something like that. I mean, did anyone actually fall for that? How stupid did they think we were? Don’t answer that. How could I resist the impulse to make this cartoon?
I love my job.
Be the Bear
Bob T. Panda
Nobody expects the Panda Kindergarten! Or was that the Spanish Inquisition? No matter. While the tune Scotland the Brave runs through my head, the Panda Kindergarten continues to get ready for Tian Tian and Yang Guang‘s arrival. Bagpipes Beware! What next? MacBear, or should I say, The Scottish Cartoon?
Be the Bear!
Bob T Panda
Yes, panda fans, it’s time for the Scottish Play…er…cartoon I mean. Here at the Institute for Contemporary Panda Satire we never miss the opportunity to make fun of current events in the panda world. Well, actually, we’ll make fun of anything, whether it’s about pandas or not. The return of pandas to Great Britain for the first time in almost 40 years is an event to be celebrated! ( My panda historian friends will correct me if I’m wrong, but I believe that Chi Chi, who lived at the London Zoo from 1958 until her death in 1972, was the last panda who lived in Great Britain.
Be the Bear!
Bob T. Panda
Of course we know that Tian Tian and Yang Guang are not actually Scottish, I mean, it’s not like they are some exotic variation on Scottish Terriers, after all. But still, our heart starts to go pitter patter just a bit when we think of pandas gracing the British Isles once again. As you know, pandas have trod these paths before, and not so very long ago at that. Am I speaking of Chi Chi, who lived at the London Zoo from 1958 until her death in 1972? Why no! I’m speaking of the Torch Bears recent visit to Westminster Cathedral to start their round the world journey back to London for the 2012 (Panda) Olympic Games!
Be the Bear!
Bob T. Panda