Book Club: October 6 – 12 1986
SUTBID p27; Essential p157
| Date | Transcript |
|---|---|
| Oct 06, 1986 | Calvin: With great effort, Calvin thehuman insect advances the paper in the typewriter. His only hope for proper medical treatment lies in his ability to write a legible message to his family! He crawls to each key and jumps! Mom: Who wrote "Help I'm a bug" on my letter to grandma? Calvin: Evidently some bug. How strange. |
| Oct 07, 1986 | Calvin: Back and forth. Back and forth. Tidal wave! Beats me, Mom. Maybe the seal around the tub leaks. |
| Oct 08, 1986 | Calvin: What's this music? Hobbes: It's "The 1812 Overture." Calvin: I kinda like it. Interesting percussion section. Hobbes: Those are cannons. Calvin: And they perform this in crowded comcert halls?? Gee, I thought classical music was boring! |
| Oct 09, 1986 | Calvin: Boy, what a day! I went to school, played outside, and did my homework. I'm exhausted. You know what time it is now? Dad: Uh, 7:35. Calvin: It's Miller time. Dad: Get back here. |
| Oct 10, 1986 | Calvin: Psst...Susie! What's 12+7? Susie: A billion. Calvin: Thanks! Wait a minute. That can't be right... That's what she said 3+4 was. |
| Oct 11, 1986 | Calvin: I just read this great science fiction story. It's about how machines take control of humans and turn them into zombie slaves! Hobbes: So instead of controlling machines, they control us? Pretty scary idea. Calvin: I'll say. Hey! What time is it?? My TV show is on! |
| Oct 12, 1986 | Calvin: Where there dinosaurs when you were a kid, Dad? Dad: Oh sure! Your grandfather and I used to put on our leopard skins and hunt Brontosaurus for all the clan rituals. Mom: Listen Buster, I think Calvin's grade are bad enough already, don't you? Calvin: The horrifying Tyrannosauru's lumbers across the prehistoric valley. The mighty dinosaur is a walking death machine! Only one other creature dares to challenge the terrible Tyrannosaurus! The savage saber-toothed tiger! Hobbes: Gg mmf yow gzzz mkn gbzz yow. Calvin: Wake up! The meek Tyrannosaurus, victim of an innocent misunderstanding tears like heck across the prehistoric valley... |