Squid you to the moon!

Today's strip almost makes me think Al reads this blog and is just throwing things in there to make us happy. Squid? Pan-fry his butt? Though, clearly, if he were reading, he'd know that he should've written "The urge to pan-fry his butt to the moon" to make us really happy. And throw in my favorite car. But even though the content, not surprisingly, is dumb, I'm still smiling.

I find it amusing two days ago we had Waitress Wendy, and now we have Waitress Winnie. And the two look suspiciously alike. (Twins? Or is just required that all waitresses have large blond curly hair?) And, psst, Al, it's not required that people's names start with the same first letter as their profession. Did you notice that the woman who sent this in was a waitress named Tessie?

Looking at this closer, I'm now kind of confused by the whole strip. Theoretically these are two different meals--steak and soup vs. pan-fried squid rigoletto--which would probably happen on different days. Yet the diner is wearing the same outfit, and the waitress is upset with him. I guess she remembers him complaining at a previous meal? Bizarre.

And honestly, the diner isn't complaining about the service in the top panel, he's complaining about the food. And he's not blaming the waitress, other than wondering how she can serve it. Nothing there is against her.

This strip just totally came apart for me. So sad.