I was wandering along today musing that sometimes my life seems to bear more resemblance to a cartoon strip to so called ‘real life’.  

I’m expecting an anvil to fall from the sky with the a label marked “Acme Anvils” any minute now. 

  I’d love to be living in world of Bruce Wayne but I fear it is more like Itchy & Scratchy 

A few too many banana skins and frying pans and not enough cognac  & pate foie gras….

I you were in a cartoon, which one would it be an why?