Odd how a small thing can stir a huge memory. One Saturday morning, on NPR’s “It’s Only a Game,” the talk had turned to the versatility of a noted sports writer, who was not, said commentator Glenn Stout, “just a one-note pony.” My body jacked bolt upright in its recliner, my Ovaltine sloshed into my lap, and my mind barely choked off an expletive so crude that it is now commonly reserved for strolling gangs of teenage girls. One Note Pony? Who in the name of Gypsy Rose Lee would possibly remember!

Tuneful ponies are, of course, rare, and nowadays seldom noticed.

For your Sunday amusement… a comic!

Originally, the Great Eyebrownie was going to be a permanent member of the Ben & Winslow cast, until his sudden and completely unexpected death (the cause of which was, according to medical reports, “fatal tripping and falling on an arrow”). In honor of the Great Eyebrownie, Apple created the iBrownie tablet hypnotist, and Ben & Jerry’s came out with Eyebrownie Swirl (a delicious swirl of vanilla and chocolate ice creams with double chocolate brownie pieces).

We have heard that you are looking for a job, which doesn’t surprise us since you haven’t been setting the world on fire lately. If you follow the simple guidance entailed in this form then you too can join an exciting community of obedient uniform wearers. If you don’t want to join our team you are wasting only your own time because we have automated the process to better screen the hoards of applicants the failing economy sends our way. Dutiful robots and almost equally cheap citizens of Bangalore winnow this pool to ensure that only the best and brightest will stock the shelves of your community and return carts to corrals.

I love it when I don’t actually have to think when doing one of these. This comic is courtesy of my son.