Hi everybody. Chances are, you found your way to this blog by following my link in one of my comments in one of several comics blogs that I comment on frequently. You probably know what they are. When I have a second, I will add them to the Toots Likes column on the right. Perhaps you were searching for Buy Bobby a Fresca?

If you are a fan of comics blogging, you must be aware of The Comics Curmudgeon! If you follow Josh and if you are bored or OCD enough to read the hundred of comments on his blog, you may find comments from me. Because Toots is a man of mystery, I comment under the name Ned Ryerson there. Also, my Ned identity has been frequently employed as a guest blogger for the wonderful comics blog, This Week in Milford (see link at right).
That's right folks. Toots McGee=Ned Ryerson. At least, this Toots McGee equals this Ned Ryerson. There are others of each. We are all shrouded in mystery.

I'm glad to clear that up for my two readers.

Also, I was remiss in posting to the Jokeman series. About three weeks ago, the Jokeman stopped me on the sidewalk and we exchanged these words:

Jokeman: Do you know how to keep someone is suspense?
Toots: No. How?
Jokeman: I'll tell you tomorrow.

James Cerveny playing "Buy Bobby a Fresca".

I'm thinking of buying another harmonica. Hohner has something called a Blues Bender or something designed to make bending the notes easier.

I thought about the Jokeman post over the weekend. Do you think I should just get him to Twitter his jokes and remove myself as a middle man? Jokeman 2.0?

Today's post is the first in an irregular series dedicated to a man I will simply call the Jokeman. I actually do not know his name. I could find out, but it's not important. Well, maybe, but I'm not going to find out now. Here's the back story. I work at a place. This place has volunteers everywhere, going to and fro, doing stuff. One of the volunteers always has a joke prepared to tell anybody who will stop and listen. It's usually something short and corny, but I always try and stop and listen to his joke because, chances are, whatever he has to say will probably be of more interest than what I will hear wherever it is I am heading in an official work capacity.

Without any further ado, here is today's offering:

Sir, have you ever had any Jackie Gleason candy?
( I say no.)
How sweet it is!