Pickles by Brian Crane for January 11, 2025

That’s getting bad.

Things are even worse for dyslexic people, because they have to look at both wrists.

Mr Clyde, worried about time?

I can look in our spice rack and can’t find the thyme.

I stopped wearing a watch at some time after I started carrying a cell phone.

Does anybody really know what time it is?

Or he is just waiting for him to go away?

can’t be late for the early-bird special

I forget what year it is!

As a retiree you’re master of your own time.

When you’re as old as Earl and Clyde does it matter what time it is? Except Earl would want to know when it’s dinner time.

Wow. At least my forgetfulness hasn’t reached that level yet!

I just hope I’m not holding a beer when I look at my wristwatch.

Short attention span, eh Clyde?!

You forgot your watch at home Earl?

been checkin’ that watch for nigh on 14 years now

“If you had a watch, you’d know it’s night time, and night time ain’t NO time to be in THIS neighborhood!”

It’s the right time of the night

The stars are winkin’ above

It’s the right time of the night

For makin’ love

-Jennifer Warnes, 1982

Confusion is relative. My uncle Homer was mostly confused, but that was the Buckeye beer talking.

I put the cheese tray in the freezer t’other day. . .wonder what THAT means!?!

That’s why my watch is waterproof and never leaves my wrist!

That’s what phones are for,now…..

but then you get to make up whatever time you want. ;)

For Earl, any time away from that mean wife is time well spent.

My George the Animal Steele watch broke when he flying hammerlocked his own hour hand off…

Times a tickin guys…..either way….

Forget what it’s called, but I get that when I leave my house and close the garage door, then halfway down the next street out of sight I can’t remember whether I’ve put the door down or not.

do you really need to know what time it is, anyway

Only on days with no doctor’s appointments.

If you were a youngster growing up in the 1950s, you would know that every day Monday through Friday at 5:30 p.m. was Howdy Doody Time. The progran aired from 1947 til 1961. The TV program would air with the show’s host Buffalo Bob asking "Kids, what time is it? The answer came back that “Howdy Doody Time.” Then its theme verse would be sung:

It’s Howdy Doody Time.It’s Howdy Doody Time.Bob Smith and Howdy tooSay Howdy Do to you.Let’s give a rousing cheer,Cause Howdy Doody’s here,It’s time to start the show,So kids let’s go!

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That’s NOT a good sign.!!

“Oh, gee. Would you look at the time?”

My watch gives 2 time zones, and adjusts for all of them.

My watch must be broken. Every time I look at it, it shows a different time.

Flash backs from working days.

Peggy Lee sang, “Is that all there is…”

It’s Miller time.

My very good (very old) digital Timex has pretty much gotten to the point where it’s too dim to use. Even with a fresh battery in it. Makes me sad. I’ll probably just do what everyone else has done and use my phone, since I have no desire to spend $dozens to buy “health monitor wrist computer” thing.

Old geezers still wearing watches – how quaint.

Sometimes I have this conversation and realize nobody cares one way or the other.

Someone with ONLY one watch or clock, always knows what time it is. Anyone with more than one NEVER knows what the time might be.

I recall some other guy looking at his watch three times (at least.) Believe it was in Dover, DE back in 2021 if memory serves correctly.