Dagwood


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Dagwood

comic strip character exasperated over Blondie’s sale purchases. [Comics: “Blondie” in Horn, 118–119]

Dagwood

relieves tensions by making and eating gargantuan sandwiches. [Comics: “Blondie” in Horn, 118]

Dagwood

comic strip character; chronically late at the office. [Comics: “Blondie” in Horn, 118]
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Dagwood scans the ring of bodies and--in a repeat of every Red Rover game from my childhood--identifies me as the weakest link.
With almost everybody flaunting a camera thanks to the mobile phone cams and numerous platforms to upload them on, physical albums have given way to e albums and nobody pours as lovingly over pictures in the company of one's family like Dagwood did.
A Quick Look At American Comic Strips" provided a predictable overview of syndicated strips, favoring middle-class mishaps such as Dagwood Bumstead's eternal problems with his boss J.
Were we to personify moles--an endeavour that wouldn't be out of keeping with the spirit of Brown's novel--we might be tempted to term the narrator's view of moles "paranoid," and it may also be paranoia that leads him to simply accept his dermatologist's implication that there is no way for him to get professional help with his moles unless he participates in the kidnaping, because the membership of dermatologists in DAGWOOD is essentially all-inclusive.
As a kid, I would sprawl over the Sunday comic strips on the living-room rug, day-dreaming with Dagwood and Blondie, Jiggs and Maggie, Moon Mullins, The Katzenjammer Kids, and Smoky Stover.
At the same time, representatives of white sovereignty make their appearance: Spiderman hovers on a ceiling, and Blondie's Dagwood, quintessential white man, frets his way through his morning routine on the way to his daily pursuit of the American Dream.
In 1949, King Features Syndicate loaned its characters for Dagwood Splits the Atom, which explained atomic power in simplified form.
The overall championship from the horse and pony sections last week went to Sarah Baker with her eight-year-old liver chestnut mare, Dagwood Saffire - winner of the lead rein mountain and moorland class with son, William, in the saddle.
To retain any illusion of dangerousness, one had better avoid the Oz-man's 21st-century incarnation on so-called "reality TV" (there's a particularly potent oxymoron for you) as a sort of seedy Aquarian version of the hen-pecked Dagwood Bumstead.
And of course, the Dagwood, named for that beleaguered husband in the famous comic strip Blondie, presents a good analogy for our more-is-better attitude toward food, as well as our inventiveness.
Indeed I remember with some amusement having a stand at the Sydney Royal Easter Show of all places and the bewilderment and incomprehension shown by some visitors to the stand more used to sideshow alley, show bags and dagwood dogs.
One of my associates put a "Dagwood and Blonde" cartoon on my door in my office, and it shows Dagwood going in to return a cell phone that he has bought.