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A case of the comics Mondays

Mary Worth, 5/19/08

Well, it’s Monday, and with the sad story of the Dead Donna and the Battlin’ Amalfi Boys having reached its natural conclusion, it looks like we’re gearing up for another … wait, what’s this? We’re still at the funeral? Oh, Mary, you wily silver fox, you! I should have known that there were more twists and turns awaiting us in this storyline, since we’re barely a month into it. Will there be fisticuffs at the reading of the will? Will Ron and Richard follow papal precedent and dig up their mother’s corpse, demanding to know who she really loved best? I’m all a-tingle! I should point out that one of the greatest Mary Worth plots in living memory, the tale of Drunken, Co-Dependent Rita Begler, started at a funeral just like this one.

In panel two, it seems that Ron is less thrilled with Mary’s continued presence in his life than I am, as he appears to be preparing a stiff right uppercut for her if she gets any closer.

For Better Or For Worse, 5/19/08

Last week’s tale of how Everybody Wants Liz Because She Is Perfect probably brought the levels of foobishness in your bloodstream to an uncomfortably high level; since this week promises to focus on Mike’s Totally Awesome Writing Career, we may have to brace ourselves for a public health emergency. Braver souls than I who have perused the official For Better Or For Worse Web site tell me that his latest opus was originally supposed to be some crap about a boy in the 1870s who’s mad at his father and joins the crew of a sailboat or something; but since the title appears to be Blood Cargo, I’m assuming that during the writing process it turned into a grisly tale of a boatload of demons, sailing from port to port, dragging the living on board and keeping their mutilated corpses below decks to use as food. Presumably he’s hoping for a quick cash-in by selling to a second-rate J-Horror director looking to make it big in Canada. Reading between the lines, Carleen’s dialog should probably read “I mean, you look like a normal guy — but you come up with all these ideas that make me think that you’re some kind of budding serial killer!”

What exactly is Weed doing in panel two? It looks like he’s somehow suspending an enormous empty picture frame in the middle of his hip loft apartment, possibly as an act of protest against the tyranny of “art.” Whatever it is, it’s as good as excuse as any to avoid talking to Michael and coming up with something nice to say about his terrible, terrible book.

Judge Parker, 5/19/08

“I’m the richest person in the county … I don’t get parking tickets! In fact, I could probably have this highway patrolman fired, or killed!”

Pearls Before Swine, 5/19/08

I have to say that I really love Pig’s facial expression in the third panel. I like the idea that he gets all excited just writing “Surprise!” I suppose the cable company won’t really get the full effect, since they can’t see it.

This entry was posted on Monday, May 19, 2008 at 08:12 pm and is filed under For Better or for Worse, Judge Parker, Mary Worth, Pearls Before Swine.

109 responses to “A case of the comics Mondays”

McPerson
May 19th, 2008 at 8:20 pm [Reply]

What exactly does this “infected” middle school need security guards for, anyway? It’s not like any member of the irrational mob is going to set foot in a place “cleerlie possest by the devill!” Maybe the need to protect the top secret terrorist MRSA factory being operated 20 feet beneath the school, which the sick kids were unfortunate enough to stumble upon.
Dave
May 19th, 2008 at 8:21 pm [Reply]

What’s Dawn Weston doing in MW Panel One?
Canuckguy
May 19th, 2008 at 8:31 pm [Reply]

“And some days it’s totally empty … ”

” … on days like that, I just pull shit out of my ass. In fact that’s how I wrote that book! It’s easier to write a book than you think, especially when you don’t care about plot, character development, or anything like that.”
Little Guy
May 19th, 2008 at 8:33 pm [Reply]

JP: Tommorrow, once again, Abbey uses her natural attributes to evade justice.
Rainbird
May 19th, 2008 at 8:33 pm [Reply]

What I want to know is why Mike is sweating in front of his computer. Does he have to power it with his feet, like an old-fashioned sewing machine? Has he been running up and downstairs, ignoring his kids just enough to keep them from burning down the house.

Or, has they set fire to his toes again because he is ignoring them.
Zaq
May 19th, 2008 at 8:34 pm [Reply]

Damnation, I was writing my post when you posted this and now I have to C&P! Well, here it is anyway.
———————————————-
MW: Mary is suffering from a bout of laryngitis. As a result, today her voice will be provided by our own beloved Mark Trail! (Anyone else remember that scene in Austin Powers when he’s just decanted? “I’m fine, but I’m having problems controlling the VOLUME OF MY voice!”)
GA: These people use more apostrophes than I use commas. And I am, as you know, a friggin’ comma whore.
S-M: The proportionate head-bobbling power of a SPIDER!
GT: I really love the insanity that the new artist brings. If only he would draw Kaz’s earrings more clearly.
Blondie: what
H&J: I’m not informed enough about sports terminology to say for certain, but is “your big play” unnecessarily general? It sounds like it.
Popeye: I really like Haggy (she brings a nice insanity that has a certain weird cohesiveness to it), but WHAT is that thing sticking out of the back of her neck and/or head? It’s like a pixie’s golf club turned into an antenna.
Luann: Is that some revamped version of We Didn’t Start The Fire?
DT: Panel 1: HOW ARE YOU GOING TO KILL IT?!
Crock: Panel 3: HOW ARE YOU GOING TO KILL IT?!
ColoZ
May 19th, 2008 at 8:39 pm [Reply]

MT: I love the awkward repetition of “female dog” all over this strip this past week. There’s a common, one-syllable English word for this concept. It is not considered rude when used properly.

Though I admit “Andy followed that bitch into the van!” might be a little disturbing coming from Mark Trail in a strip where no dog was actually shown.
Weaselboy
May 19th, 2008 at 8:44 pm [Reply]

MW: Looks like urine is the beverage of choice at Donna’s funeral. Cheers!
Poteet
May 19th, 2008 at 8:45 pm [Reply]

My take on today’s Foob is # 147 in the last thread. But I don’t recommend it. At all.
The Spectacular Spider-Brick, Decreer of Things
May 19th, 2008 at 8:45 pm [Reply]

Michael’s first book was named “Stone Season”: two nouns, the first used as a modifier.

His second book is “Blood Cargo” — same word arrangement.

This prompts me to decree… The Name The Sensitive Genius’s Next Novel game!

You play by flipping open the dictionary to a random page, point your finger at a noun (point again if you get a different part of speech), pick a second noun from a different page, jam the two together into an awkward title, then compose a pithy one-sentence summary of the plot. Ready? Go!

Sabotage Dinghy: The tale of a plucky Canadian teenager who lies about his age to join the Canadian Navy in the War of 1812 as a sapper, stealthily attacking American ships on the St. Laurence River.

Freedom Caftan: A plucky immigrant girl from Morocco deals with prejudice as she tries to scratch out a living as a farmer on the windswept Canadian prairies.

Colon Lantern: The inspirational tale of the Canadian veterinarian whose hardscrabble prairie farm upbringing led to his invention of the cow sigmoidoscope.

Tutu Meat: …On second thought, I think this one’s about 9 Chickweed Lane.

Try your own! It’s fun!
Dick Tracy Broke into My Oddball Sanctuary
May 19th, 2008 at 8:52 pm [Reply]

Um. Whatever is going on in panel 2 of JP?
liberalicious
May 19th, 2008 at 8:58 pm [Reply]

I propose that we begin referring to it as “Mike’s Totally Awesome Writing Talent” rather than “career” – so that we can shorten it to “Mike’s TWAT”.

That is all.
Rusty
May 19th, 2008 at 9:00 pm [Reply]

Mike’s contract provides that all book titles are easily rendered in 72 point font on the cover. Considering the celebrating that accompanied the publication of his first bodice-ripper, this one just seemed to sneak up on everyone.
The Spectacular Spider-Brick
May 19th, 2008 at 9:02 pm [Reply]

liberalicious @ 12: Nice thought, but that spells “TAWT.” As in, “I tawt I taw a dewicate denius! I did! I did! I did taw a dewicate denius!”
kelsy
May 19th, 2008 at 9:04 pm [Reply]

Well, random guy’s assessment of Mike’s book is just ambiguous enough to sound completely sarcastic. It’s a “real thriller”. You “seem normal”. I think he’s passive-aggressively telling Mike he’s crazy.
JP (not Judge Parker)
May 19th, 2008 at 9:15 pm [Reply]

MW: As much as I hate to consider this idea, I think Mary’s attempts to get laid at the funeral paid off sometime between the Sunday and Monday comic. In Panel 2 Ron is incensed that Mary is publicly reviewing his performance with her callous comment, “Who’s always at their best?”

MT: I loooove where this one is going. Break the collar! Break the collar!
Buck Ripsnort
May 19th, 2008 at 9:21 pm [Reply]

Blood Cargo– a boy runs off to join a sailing crew, only to realize he’s joined a slave ship. If this was written by anybody other than Prince Michael Mishkin, it might actually be interesting.
Big Sims
May 19th, 2008 at 9:22 pm [Reply]

#10 The Spectacular Spider-Brick, Decreer of Things

Stereo Muffin
Two 17th century bakers lead very different (albeit boring) lives which cross over a hot butter tart.

THIS IS FUN!
One-eyed Wolfdog
May 19th, 2008 at 9:24 pm [Reply]

“My daughter’s heading toward trollophood so fast she’s exhibiting pronounced redshift…

… and I don’t get parking tickets!“
Diamond Joe
May 19th, 2008 at 9:27 pm [Reply]

My snark on today’s comics here.

#7 ColoZ:

For people like you, who are bothered by all the equivication in Mark Trail, I prepared a more direct version.

#13 Rusty:

The funny part is, it looks like the publisher decided it would sell better with one detail omitted: the author’s name.
Harry Paratestes
May 19th, 2008 at 9:27 pm [Reply]

MW: Mary got Ron to play a game of Rock / Paper / ‘I’ll crush your head’, which is a game that she naturally wins. Her late husband attests to her skill by his notable absence. And who’s that in the background in panel 2? Any funeral that Mary attends would be expected to be kooky, but not ‘Brad Pitt in drag’ kooky.
Rainbird
May 19th, 2008 at 9:32 pm [Reply]

#10 The Spectacular Spider-Brick, Decreer of Things

oK, I tried it and came up with “Hindu Orchestra”

The tale of a boy from Mombo who wanted to join the philharmonic, but was denied because he couldn’t play an instrument.

So went into engineering, and wrote a really good music program instead.
Rainbird
May 19th, 2008 at 9:34 pm [Reply]

Rats, I meant Mombai, not take it makes a big difference.
Carly
May 19th, 2008 at 9:34 pm [Reply]

Ron is getting ready to punch his best self for being such a goodie two shoes bastard.

Much like Elizabeth’s friends, I had no idea Michael’s had names. Or existed.

And isn’t Abbey (that is her name, right? Shows how much attention I pay) stating she lives on a farm the biggest case of stating the obvious?
Lulu
May 19th, 2008 at 9:38 pm [Reply]

#10–Closing my eyes, pointing, aaaaaaand

Washroom Cocktail: An intensive study of whatever it is Mary & Co. are drinking at that funeral.

Manhood Silo: Oh god. Work that one out for yourselves.
JP (not Judge Parker)
May 19th, 2008 at 9:41 pm [Reply]

10:

Trail Heartburn: a wacky comedy about three college boys who get lost in the woods in a series of mishaps on a drunken camping weekend

Weigela Dialectic: Set in 1940s Hiroshima, this is the ultimately tragic tale of a man who shuts himself out from the realities of the war by engrossing himself with his flower garden

Wrangler Sealskin: an intimate first-person narrative of the daily life of a Canadian seal clubber

Graver Triennium: romance blooms between two artists from different worlds who meet by chance in Greece
Harry Paratestes
May 19th, 2008 at 9:42 pm [Reply]

#10
How about ‘Brothel Putsch’? An outstanding sci-fi novel of an alternate universe in which young Adolf Hitler’s long slide into fascism is abruptly ended when he mistakenly takes over a brothel and two-score blond prostitutes and becomes a swinging pimp.
telesilla
May 19th, 2008 at 9:42 pm [Reply]

Never mind her wealth and her husband’s influence in the community, shouldn’t Abbey be saying something like “I have a great rack…I don’t get traffic tickets?”
Mac
May 19th, 2008 at 9:43 pm [Reply]

I admit that I don’t keep regular track of the goings-on in Foobtopia, but wasn’t Michael just writing this book a couple of weeks ago? The publishing industry in Canada is evidently far more efficient than in the US. On the production side, anyway.
JP (not Judge Parker)
May 19th, 2008 at 9:51 pm [Reply]

26: Alternatively, “Trail Heartburn” could be the story of how washed-up journalist and dog loser, Mark Trail, becomes the spokesperson for Pepcid AC.
Air Forbes
May 19th, 2008 at 9:52 pm [Reply]

Josh – Weed is moving a photographer’s lighting reflector. Your assessment of his motivations is entirely correct.
Gerund
May 19th, 2008 at 10:00 pm [Reply]

Michael’s book is actually Blood Carbo, about terrorist mastermind Robert Atkins’s plan to destroy America and how patriotic bakers defused his scheme with a well-placed patch of ice.

That thought bubble in the last panel? It’s actually a muffin.
dimestore lipstick
May 19th, 2008 at 10:03 pm [Reply]

My contributions to the mayhem:

“Swamp Coffee”
The steamy, stirring tale of a brave man…brave enough to open a bayou Starbucks…

“Rabbit Cartoon”
The story of a young writer who is supposedly toiling away at the great Canadian novel, but is really holed up in an attic watching Bugs Bunny reruns. Largely autobiographical.

“Sweater Meat”
Wait–this one may be more of an Abbey thing.
Jemmy
May 19th, 2008 at 10:03 pm [Reply]

Pig’s face in that third panel of PBS is the most up-cheering thing I have seen all day. Michael’s oddly split nose in the last panel of FOOB took away a little of that cheer. Oh, FOOB.
One-eyed Wolfdog
May 19th, 2008 at 10:04 pm [Reply]

#10 – Your process leads me to expect, with no particular pleasure, Corn Hole: the long-unawaited Michael Patterson autobiography.
Old School Allie Cat
May 19th, 2008 at 10:11 pm [Reply]

Stamina Market – The harrowing tale of one woman’s journey to the grocery store…and self awareness.

Candy Music – The story of a small town boy who moves to the city to pack fudge for a mail order confectioner – and finds love in the most unlikely of places.

This is fun!
ombibulous
May 19th, 2008 at 10:14 pm [Reply]

Are you sure it’s Blood “Cargo”? I think it might be Blood Carbo, a horrible new “South Beach” type of diet based on cannibalism
Little Guy
May 19th, 2008 at 10:26 pm [Reply]

It’s Bernie Carbo, about a young Canadian bot who pinch-hits for the Red Sox and wins the World Series on his three-run homer to deep center which he waves fair when it heads down the left-field foul pole.
CanuckDownSouth
May 19th, 2008 at 10:29 pm [Reply]

#10:

For added Canucky goodness, using a French dictionary:

Contrat ports-clefs (Key-ring Contract): a tense legal thriller novelizing the ground-breaking human rights case where “jangling keys aggressively” was established as an actionable form of hate speech in Quebec.

Assimilation vacataire (Stand-in Assimilation): a heart-wrenching tale of a Sikh immigrant family attempting to adapt to Canadian society while constantly being mistaken for Muslims by their ignorant neighbours.
Salvor Fat Arse Hardin
May 19th, 2008 at 10:39 pm [Reply]

Is it just me, or has even Weed succumbed to FOOB-butt?
Rusty
May 19th, 2008 at 10:53 pm [Reply]

Meat Head: the story of a Polish-American grad student and his bigoted father-in-law.
bats :[
May 19th, 2008 at 10:57 pm [Reply]

Pig’s expression is very sweet (and that’s sweet without being saccharine or cloying, such that it’s a different definition then if you called a Patterfoob spawn or a Keane kid “sweet”).

Oh, the game!

Without going to a dictionary first, I thought of

Bat Guano!: in the early 1940’s, intrepid entrepeneurs extract thousands of pounds of chiropteran excrement for its valuable nitrogen, in a desperate attempt to aid the war effort, from a central Arizona cavern, its entrance guarded by rattlesnakes.
(No kidding, this really happened (Eagle Cave)! Michael can pretend to write realistic historical fiction again.)

Starvation Parson!: in a world without mercy, a simple country vicar struggles to keep his dwindling flock from turning to cannibalism when the turnip crop fails.

Dance Gauntlet!: in a concentration camp without rhythm, a sadistic commander demands his prisoners samba — or die!

Gosh, this is fun! It’s even better adding an exclamation point to every title and imagining that announcer guy (Don LaFontaine) from the movie trailers is reading them.
The Spectacular Spider-Brick
May 19th, 2008 at 11:01 pm [Reply]

bats :[ @ 42: Everyone knows that adding an exclamation point to a title makes it into the musical version.
ThursdayNext
May 19th, 2008 at 11:01 pm [Reply]

Daughters Next have collaborated on this game:

Kerosene Blouse-The tragic story of a young woman poisoned by her own brassiere.

Ostrich Rocket-Tales of bravery and sacrifice in the first flightless-land-fowl space program.

Error Pavilion-Allegory of Bill Gates, Microsoft and greed played out in an epic summerhouse of woe.
Mibbitmaker
May 19th, 2008 at 11:04 pm [Reply]

I think the Michael Patterson book name game works best if the first noun is one syllable, and the second, two. Both “actual” books go that way.

Lemme try one that way…

Splat Cygnet — The heroic struggle of a young swan after getting hit hard by a board from the back of a chair, thanks to a dorky, inconsiderate writer leaning too far back while struggling with his lousy book.

(Yikes!)

Another…
Seal D-Day — The story of an aquatic mammal caught in the valiant struggle during World War II, saving a whole plattoon with its plucky thinking, proving what a loose seal can do.

Probe Wetland — When a doctor of note… in 1649… uses an instrument of bodily searching to discover the vitality of such an environ, to be named after the medical marvel himself, Dr. Irving Okefenokee.
Sophist, FCD
May 19th, 2008 at 11:05 pm [Reply]

#1:

Weigela Dialectic: Set in 1940s Hiroshima, this is the ultimately tragic tale of a man who shuts himself out from the realities of the war by engrossing himself with his flower garden

Didn’t Haruki Murakami already write that?

#2: I have to add my approval to today’s PBS, and to the strip in general. It is one of the few that doesn’t make me regret being literate and sighted on a daily basis

Ans slightly OT, is anyone in the Seattle area who reads the PI getting as tired of Deflocked as I am? It’s like Pearls Before Swine with a minor art upgrade and a major writing downgrade. Hasn’t it been a month yet?
Monkeymoo
May 19th, 2008 at 11:06 pm [Reply]

I actualy found Mike to be quite hilarious.

As a writer myself I get that feeling alot….
Mibbitmaker
May 19th, 2008 at 11:18 pm [Reply]

Hint Bunting — A tale of the Civil War and the glorious woman – someone who can make a man feel like he doesn’t deserve to exist in the same solar system as her – who kept everyone guessing which decorative cloth she had a history with, and what dark secret it revealed about her… and how the one clue she gave could unravel an entire dynasty!
John E.
May 19th, 2008 at 11:21 pm [Reply]

Is it my imagination or does the desk in the thought balloon of the fourth Foob panel trying to run away as fast as its little feet will carry it?
Kate
May 19th, 2008 at 11:24 pm [Reply]

#9, Poteet: LALALALA NOT LIIIIISTENING.

#10, Spider-Brick:

Knickers Church: The story of a plucky devotee who … who … you know, there are hinty billion ways I could finish this, all of them probably upsetting to someone who didn’t deserve it. Sort of like FOOB. So, yeah.
commodorejohn
May 19th, 2008 at 11:25 pm [Reply]

#43 The Spectacular Spider-Brick – Finnegan’s Wake!
christian
May 19th, 2008 at 11:27 pm [Reply]

Abbey in Judge Parker looks like Mary Jane Watson Parker

Hmmm
Mibbitmaker
May 19th, 2008 at 11:30 pm [Reply]

Chip Peril — Michael Patterson’s first masterpiece taking place in modern times, this one about a computer company in danger of going under, but for one plucky intern that saves the day, only after tons of valiant suffering (Not to be confused with the other “Chip Peril” by Chip Whitley, about his semiautobiographical exploits as a stunt pilot by that nickname).
Mibbitmaker
May 19th, 2008 at 11:34 pm [Reply]

#50 (Kate): Y’know, “Knickers Church” could be the title of a history of the PTL Club in the ’80s.
Disloyal Fan
May 19th, 2008 at 11:40 pm [Reply]

Every day I scan the comics, not just because it’s “high art” as Curtis reminds us, but because once upon a time their sole purpose was to make people laugh. I think Pogo kind of set the new standard, and Doonsbury followed hard after, turning the whole genre into editorial comment.

BUT, in a surprise move, Soup to Nutz actually got a laugh from me today. I mean, yeah, it’s more big brother cruelty that’s usually unfunny at best, but just imagining the drunk tooth fairy encountering this kid in a helmet got me tickled.

Stepping down off soap box now.
Diamond Joe
May 19th, 2008 at 11:42 pm [Reply]

#10 Spider-Brick:

Deet Minivan: A suburban family of three justifies their grossly oversized vehicle by using it to carry enough insect repellant to save a Woodstock-type gathering from being eaten alive by mosquitos.

Soil Tangent: A Joycean stream-of-consciousness novel about dirt.

Prompt Sell-Out: An autobiography.
Mordock999
May 19th, 2008 at 11:46 pm [Reply]

Luann – “We interupt the (sorta) romantic Brad/Toni storyline for yet ANOTHER Public Service Announcement”.

________________

DEATH to TJ!
The Spectacular Spider-Brick
May 19th, 2008 at 11:47 pm [Reply]

Kate @ 50: Knickers Church is a rollicking British sex farce starring Benny Hill as Ted Haggard.

Drop a word and add an exclamation point for the musical version, “Knickers!”
Frinkenstein
May 19th, 2008 at 11:50 pm [Reply]

Perhaps this prolonged episode of Mary Worth hanging out at the funeral is a new direction for the strip: “Funeral Crashers.” Mary probably gets as excited by regret as Vince Vaughn did by hot women with tattoos on their lower backs. “Look at the long expression on that man! He might as well have tattooed ‘meddle me!’ on his forehead!”
cappadocius
May 19th, 2008 at 11:55 pm [Reply]

Man, I thought Mike’s book was entitled Blood Carbo. I was trying to figure out what the hell it could be about.

Blood Cargo’s just another Airport Book. Ho hum.
Poteet
May 19th, 2008 at 11:59 pm [Reply]

# 50 Kate — Profuse repeated apologies. (Lynn made me do it! Lynn made me do it!)

Foob — Say, you don’t need a dictionary to play Spider-Brick’s game. I’m too tired to go find one, so I just used a handy breeding bird atlas.

Feral Fairgrounds — A chilling tale of a county celebration gone wild, with FFA members painting their faces blue and chasing after sheep and hogs with the intention of…never mind.
bats :[
May 19th, 2008 at 11:59 pm [Reply]

59. Frinkenstein: and “Funeral Crashers” neatly fits into the Michael Patterfoob “books I’m gonna write someday” category, too!

By the bye, while waiting for the Toosday toons, someone had managed the odd juxtaposition of Sam and Abbey in Monday’s Panel 2. Huh. I always thought familiarity bred contempt:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/9545446@N07/2507012389/sizes/o/
TurtleBoy
May 20th, 2008 at 12:03 am [Reply]

I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.
I hate Michael Patterson.

I want to invent a device that brings comic strip characters to life, just so I can vivify Michael and then kill him.

In other news, Mary and company are once again feasting on nondescript yellowish chip-like objects, the food of plenty in the Mary Worth universe. I’ll make believe they’re frozen cheese ravioli that no one’s bothered to thaw. “Mmmmm, ricotta!”
The Ghost of Jarrod
May 20th, 2008 at 12:03 am [Reply]

Hair Mustache, the story of a Canadian man who wins the heart of a plucky lass by being as bland as humanly possible. Oh, wait, I think Lynn Johnston already used this plot.
bees on pie
May 20th, 2008 at 12:05 am [Reply]

Formica Polyp – The tale of an ordinary family’s ordeal when their kitchen countertop starts sprouting growths.
TurtleBoy
May 20th, 2008 at 12:09 am [Reply]

#10 Spider-Brick: Awesome. Pater Landscape: the courageous tale of a young Irish girl’s struggle to break free of her homeland’s oppression and find new life on a beet farm set in the rocky soil of a Norwegian fjord. (Møøse not available in some areas.)
LikeAVirgin
May 20th, 2008 at 12:26 am [Reply]

#10 Spiderbrick –

Oooh! I love a game!

Quadragenarian End — A man in midlife crisis drives his Porsche off a cliff

Import Bogy — Whereupon we discover Osama Bin Laden has been hiding out in Indiana

Porn Cantilever — 13-year-old Billy learns how to erect a “rigid structural member” (Random House Webster’s College Dictionary)
Mr. Nice Guy
May 20th, 2008 at 12:26 am [Reply]

Mary Worth: Actually, Ron, you were always your best self. You just need to come to terms with the fact that your best self is pretty damn lousy.
PeterW
May 20th, 2008 at 12:31 am [Reply]

Omphalos Luftmensch: The story of a young man whose incredibly large navel caused him to be jobless and a drifter all his life.

Melange Approbation: Mixed reviews… this better describes the response to Michael’s work.

Paucity Scavenger: An adventure novel about a rugged explorer searching for the least of everything; that is, nothingness.

Iconoclast Avatar: A man sets out to destroy the very cult that has inexplicably decided to worship him.

Heirophant Treacle: A sticky sugar confection that gains sentience, is horrified at the treatment of sugar cane, and sets out on a fight for vegetable rights.

All words used are from the last month and a half of Merriam-Webster’s Words of the Day.
Vakar
May 20th, 2008 at 12:33 am [Reply]

Book Purchase: A day in the life of a middle-aged dentist, and how his impulsive acquisition of a $29.99 (Canadian) hardback by an up-and-coming young novelist changes his life forever.

For the worse.
Mibbitmaker
May 20th, 2008 at 12:38 am [Reply]

5/20:

FOOB: More glurge from St. Mikey, then more glurge, then the strip calls him on it!

Neh — we do it better.

FW: Gee, Ma’am, for me, it’s the exact opposite whenever I read FW these days.

“These days” being 15 years now.
Mr. O'Malley
May 20th, 2008 at 12:42 am [Reply]

I think using a noun as a modifier is something that has to be done in a Germanic language. For example, I believe that in Latin two nouns can go together only if one is in the genitive case.

(I suppose it can be done in languages like Chinese.)

Since modern Romance languages have abandoned the genitive, you can’t say “secca padrone” (sandbank proprietor), you would have to say “secca di padrone” or “padrone di secca”. Whereas “eidottermeinung” (yolk opinion) would presumably be quite okay. Also “steinzeit” and “blutladung”.

Quince Funeral A family whose fortune is based on growing a moderately popular fruit is split by the death of its patriarch
Joint Stadium Riveting tale of marijuana use in the big leagues
Brake Lumber An inventor chases his dream of all-wood auto parts
Fox Nipper A wilderness coming of age story.
Spike Dogma Management secrets of Vlad the Impaler
Michael
May 20th, 2008 at 12:56 am [Reply]

That “G” looks like a “B”, which led me to believe that Mike’s book is called “Blood Carbo.” For a second, I thought he had branched out into the diet market.
Gold-Digging Nanny
May 20th, 2008 at 1:02 am [Reply]

Nucleus Don — A fictionalized account of Italian physicist Enrico Fermi and the trials and tribulations he underwent as he developed the world’s first nuclear reactor. (Inspired by that time Michael went to the children’s exhibit of a science museum with Meredith, the book is more of a historical romance than anything else.)

Gullywasher Luminosity — A historical fantasy about a young man growing up in the Dust Bowl who sees a glow in the sky one day after a heavy rain and follows it to a land of pixies and unicorns.

Square Glitter — A tale of a homemade greeting card fanatic’s obsession with the shape of glitter.

Emmy Purl — The heartwarming story of a woman who decides to knit a sweater over several years, working only while she watches broadcasts of award ceremonies.

Purity Doggery — The story of a young barmaid who vows to keep her virginity while her beau is fighting overseas.

Carriage Pamirs — A gripping tale of a 14th century nobleman’s failed attempt to cross the mountains of Tajikistan in a coach with a team of horses.

Redware Hakka — The story of a Chinese girl in Guangdong who dares to marry outside the commune she grew up in and leaves in exile to the coast, where she discovers love and a whole lot of seaweed.
bats :[
May 20th, 2008 at 1:04 am [Reply]

Toosday Toons, a few observations:

A3G: if Alan is smoking marijuana, is that the kind of pipe he’d be using, something like an oversized soda straw? I don’t know enough about the parephenalia, apparently.
Oh, wait, I really don’t care, either!

BB: art imitates CC, or something…

Bizarro: art imitates CC, or something, part 2…

FC: no, it’s ashamed to be seen with you, Dolly.

MT: what a concept! A guy who writes about wildlife for a wildlife magazine might use a wildlife-tracking transmitter! wildlife! wildlife! wildlife!

MW: okay, Mary, party’s over. Go home.

MC: hey, Rex Morgan is a brian surgeon of great renown!

FOOB: asshole.
JP (not Judge Parker)
May 20th, 2008 at 1:05 am [Reply]

I love this game!

Sweat Coif: a biography of Carl M. Tipograph, inventor of the sweatband

Arse Ruffle: I am laughing too much to write a description for this one. Needless to say it would be perfect musical material when you add an exclamation point.

By the way, this game helped me discover that we do, in fact, have a dictionary other than my German-English pocket dictionary.
Donald The Anarchist
May 20th, 2008 at 1:13 am [Reply]

FOOB Having trouble writing, Mikey? Your problem can be easily fixed. Just come up with the most mundane, everyday, vulgar action you can think of and have your character engage in it. Really lets you know if you’ve got a handle on your character. Let’s face it, if you can’t believably portray your character masturbating or taking a dump, you don’t have a character, you have a plot device. Or maybe you just can’t write worth a crap, Michael, did you ever think of that?

MW Has she been talking to Dubya? “Who cares what your approval rating is now? Remember when it was over fifty percent? Just let yourself remember that, and feel good about it.”
bats :[
May 20th, 2008 at 1:15 am [Reply]

Me? I really disliked my Physics lab…
http://www.flickr.com/photos/9545446@N07/2508005624/
rodent
May 20th, 2008 at 1:16 am [Reply]

Josh! Beetle Bailey’s on to you! Okay, now I can go back to bed.
Aerin
May 20th, 2008 at 1:18 am [Reply]

Okay, this is the second reference to the Cadaver Synod that I’ve read online in like a week, in sources normally devoid of reference to the rotting corpses of religious figureheads. I feel like the Internet is united in some sort of vast conspiracy against me, but if there is a goal to said conspiracy other than skeeving me out, I have yet to discover it.

Oh, and in reference to a FOOB comic posted way back when, in which Connie made some weak pun about getting engaged meaning that you already have a date set: this actually appears to be true. Seriously, I just got engaged, and in talking about it with a few of my friends who are in serious relationships, they’ve said that their girlfriend is of a traditional mindset that says that the point of getting engaged is to immediately start planning the wedding. I’m not planning on getting married for nearly two years, but I’ve never exactly been traditional.
wooga
May 20th, 2008 at 1:21 am [Reply]

Judge Parker:
“It’s a highway patrolman, and he’s wants to speak with you.”
“Me? Did he say what for?”
“Yeah. He asked which way to the gun show, and I told him it was back that way!”
Trilobite
May 20th, 2008 at 1:26 am [Reply]

Be careful, you wouldn’t want to trip over Tuesday’s comics:

A3G: Anyone who ever said that Apartment 3G was far too bland and insipid to pull off a storyline about drug addiction, I have five words for you: “Wow. This dope is super!”

Archie: That’s not a dog. I don’t know what that is, but it’s not a dog. I don’t even want to know what it is. Just make it go away, please.

Dick Tracy: Oh joy, oh rapture; we’re going to get a solid week of discourse on how the new recruit was named “Shirl Locke Holmes” because her father wanted to be a detective. And then maybe the week after that, Dick will recount the entire conversation four more times to Chief Liz, just in case anyone forgot about it.
True Fable
May 20th, 2008 at 1:35 am [Reply]

A3G “Wow, this dope is super!” This reminds me of one of those public service commercials warning against the evils of drugs, if written by Jack Webb.
Archie Guy in a dog suit. No self-respecting dog would do that for what Archie comics pays.
BB MetaBeetle. yeah, so.
Cathy (Must Die!) Nice swimsuit, Cathy. Finally found one that fits, huh?
C’haft 1) Who’s the darkhaired guy with the moustache? 2) Where are they? 3) If I knew the answers to 1 & 2, I might understand the joke. Probably still wouldn’t laugh, but knowing is half the battle.
Curtis Scatalogical humor! Har har!
(WT)DT The tragedy affected her so much that it deformed her right arm?
FC That MUST be true, because anything else would be desperate to get away from Dolly, even if it meant still being attached by a string.
FBoFW Panel 1: Bullshit. You never thought you’d be posing for publicity shots, Mike? REALLY? You mean you never thought about a jacket cover at ALL? Hard to believe that of someone so self-obsessed. And just what do you think helps sell those books, Mike? I mean, if you intend for more than just Lilliput’s customers to buy a copy, that is. Yes, a book needs publicity and how in the world you managed to keep from beating the bushes trying to drum up sales for your first effort is beyond me. But if you want to sell Bland Ego you’re going to have to get out and grind, boy.
Panel 2: Oh lookie, Mikey’s getting a Glamour Shot. And gee, I’ll bet that dialogue will have something to do with the final punel.
Panel 3: Why did Weed take a picture while Mike was still yakking? Oh, that’s right – Weed’s not any better of a photographer than Mike is, a writer.
Panel 4: See, Mike’s not as dumb as he looks, acts, and sounds, evidently. He knows there will need to be room on that picture for him to scrawl out his signature. What really surprises me is that he didn’t wear his tweed jacket with the suede patches on the elbows. Guess that will be for his third blockbuster novel, Chemical Poodle, about a beloved family pet that was accidently killed by an unthinking and remorseless young twit, who was defended by her noble, intelligent, astonishingly handsome and unlimitedly talented older brother.
Luann We’ve ALL been wondering that, Delta.
MT TRAIL is probably still trying to find his ass with both hands, Evil Ponytailed Man. Relax.
MW Pick the future story! (1) Ron becomes Mary’s new squeeze (1a)Maybe Jeff gets jealous (1b) Maybe Jeff won’t (2) Richard and Ron start fighting all over again, using Mary as their mother’s substitute (3) Somebody gets drunk and drives off a cliff
S-M The gravy train’s dried up, Peter. Couldn’t have happened to a more deserving guy.
Cheese-n-Pear
May 20th, 2008 at 1:37 am [Reply]

A3G: I admit to having remarkably low exposure to drugs, despite having lived through the sixties and seventies, but even I know that using the phrase “Wow! This dope is super!” around your dealer is likely to get you pegged as a narc.

BB: Buh…gah…sputter…Beetle Bailey had a passably amusing comment about what many of us were doing at the very moment we were reading it? And Beetle made a joke acknowledging he’s in a comic strip?

DT: Why does Dick Tracy have to go to lengths to explain why a character’s name is a very bad pun all of a sudden? Is he going to fill us in on the backstory of Dab Stract’s and Cole Lector’s parents next?

Ghost-who-telegraphs-plotlines: Gee, Scooby, do ya think the oil derrick is haunted?
Mars
May 20th, 2008 at 1:45 am [Reply]

My paper’s gotten JP for longer than I’ve been alive. I have never understood how Abbey can be super-rich if she gets all her revenue from a farm. Those must be soooome kind of government subsidies….
LTBF
May 20th, 2008 at 1:48 am [Reply]

Fable-You forgot the best line in Tuesday’s Foob……..”I don’t want to be someone I’d normally dislike.”

What does he call his natural personality?
Zaq
May 20th, 2008 at 2:10 am [Reply]

Sally: Favorite PERSON? The masculine pronoun in the next sentence deters me not one whit: Ted’s a woman, and Sally Forth depicts the first happily married lesbian couple on the comics page. I’ve been saying it all along.
DT: MAKE HER STOP LOOKING AT ME
Popeye: “Potential” is not an adjective, nor a plural noun. Please stop using it as such.
H&J: No unnecessarily general statements here, but that is one huge-ass coffee pot.
Archie: The AJGLU3K has discovered puns! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES
Arglebargle
May 20th, 2008 at 2:25 am [Reply]

Dick Tracy: Okay, Shirl, two things: (1) Nobody asked and nobody cares. Who the hell does this in a job interview? (2) OMG WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR ARM?!? It’s almost as f***ed-up as your face! …Next!

Crankshaft: I’ll say it again: if she’s so damned insistent upon driving you away, that you abandon her to die in her own filth, what’s the problem? DO IT. Worked for me! (…Oh, shush.)

Garfield: Okay, Jon likes ‘em stupid. Fair enough. But when did Liz start taking stupid pills? And take off that shirt. You haven’t the right.

Luann: That’s a very good question, Delta. I would also note that the only reason Luann isn’t spreading disease is because no one but Gunther would touch it, and Bernice is actually producing gas, which contributes to global warming. Studies show that replacing one Bernice is equivalent to plugging up the arses of five hundred sick cows. Seriously, her sphincter flaps like curtains in a hurricane all day and all night.

Mark Trail: Oh, you’re giving Mr. Trail waaaay too much credit. He was caught completely off-guard by your vehicle.
Mibbitmaker
May 20th, 2008 at 2:44 am [Reply]

More 5/20:

9CL: Next — When she asks, “Do I look fat?”, she’ll make herself start thinking of him as if he were Aldolf Hitler.

A3G: “We’re two of a kind.” Yeah, Sid and Nancy.

Archie: Without the dog, that joke would’ve been badly perfect for the ’50s, ’60s, ’70s, or ’80s.

BC: Seals dream in editorial cartoon form.

BBlues: Now the baby’s singing “Nobody But Me” by the Human Beinz.

Curtis: Does he have a boil on his semprini, then?

DtM: …doubles as a Lockhorns panel.

DS: “This administration does not honeymoon with terrorists” Right, that was the Reagan administration. Just ask Oliver North.

Garfield: And the Jimmy Carter impression won’t help, Jon. She’s not Hamas.

GF, second panel: Too late, kitty, the FC kids already beat you to it.

GT: No, I don’t think Joe Stalin is going to be any help.

MF: Smug TV-bashing, right-wing moralists division. Good to see the intellectual elitist snobs division has company.

MT: I know they’re already evil villians, but the wrongly-emphasized WHAT really makes me hate her!

MW: Shortest storyline in MW history, and it STILL feels like it’s being dragged out too long now.

NS: Yeah, Danae’s sister, I can’t think of your dad as being talented, either.

OBH: It’s not that gullible a tree, either.

Ghost-Who-Flies-On-The-Water: Does that look like a suburban neighborhood to you?!

R&R: Girl, you’re getting him so mad, we can even see his eye in a side view!

6C: In this economy???

S-M: Why the shock, Petey? You’ve finally got what you’ve been wanting all along.

Ziggy: Well, considering that you’re ink drawings on paper, yeah.

Zits: Credit cards in general are like that. Why bother?
True Fable
May 20th, 2008 at 2:49 am [Reply]

# 86 LTBF – That line was so obviously snarkworthy and I intended to comment on it but I inadvertantly omitted it. But what does it mean, anyway? “I don’t want to be someone I’d normally dislike.”

“…but since it would be Wonderful, Admirable, Inspirationally ME, I’d probably like them a whole lot! In fact, if they were any more that way, they WOULD be me so I guess I’d normally LIKE them. So it’s all cool, right? Right.”

I’m making clay figures of the Patterfoobs and their acolyte Angstony Caine, so I can try to whip up some Olbermann-like Puppet Theater, mixed with a little Mr. Bill. Why?

Why the hell not? >:D

It’s that evil Fable lad, hellbent on pissing in Lynnie’s sunscreen. Bwahaha!
LTBF
May 20th, 2008 at 2:52 am [Reply]

There are so many differant directions we could go with that line its hard to know where to begin.
Sheila Sternwell (the former Mrs. Tuddrussel)
May 20th, 2008 at 2:59 am [Reply]

#10 Spider-Brick:

Scanner Low, a near-future technological thriller

Basic Way, a self-help book

Airport Dread, a shameless ripoff of “Die Hard”

#72 Mr O’Malley – I plan on using “Spike Dogma” as the name of a character in one of my fabulous novels. I’ll credit you.
Diamond Joe
May 20th, 2008 at 3:01 am [Reply]

9CL: Edda getting all glowering and angry at every goddamn thing Amos says is bad enough, but Edda getting all worried that the breakup she so casually suggested yesterday might come to pass is liable to send me around the freakin’ bend.

A3-G: But how are they going to look at the art? It’s so dark in there!

BB: If they mention that there are sites where people snark on comic strips, the snake is going to swallow its own tail and disappear.

BF: If you can’t bring yourself to say it’s pot, just don’t make the joke. “Organic tobacco,” my eye.

Blondie: All right, I declare a one-year, all-media moratorium on the “Who would want to steal your identity?” joke. You humorists will have to make do with something equally fresh and hilarious, like “military intelligence is an oxymoron.”

Cathy: Want to scream in abject, Lovecraftian horror? Consider that behind that purse, Cathy may be nude.

Curtis: “Do you mean to tell me that what you’ve told me in the last two strips, which I’ve seen demonstrated in the last two strips, is true?”

DT: Join us in a few days when Dick gets his first line since Shirl entered: “Look, lady, did I ask?!”

Drabble: Oh, just cut to the humiliation, already.

H&J: So eternity doesn’t start until we die? And “a state of death” ends at some point?

JP: I’m Diamond Joe, and I enthusiastically approve of the framing in panel 3. (Woo-hoo! Abbey’s back! Happy happy happy!)

LaC: See, because he adamantly denies watching American Idol, then almost instantly admits it without the slightest provocation! Ha ha!

Luann: “And Luann’s definitely not doing anything that could lead to teen pregnancy.” “Hey!”

MW: “I’d like to tell you the exact same goddamn thing about thirty more times. Are you going to be in tonight?”

Phantom: You know, add just one comma, and the first panel becomes a lot more interesting.

Pluggers: “…and unfortunately, you’ve spent that whole time in data entry, so it was kind of a waste.”

RLA: Editor, meet blue pencil. Blue pencil, meet superfluous caption.

Rubes: See, because he washed his sheet in– Wait a minute, wouldn’t everything he wears smell that way, too?

Shoe: Why “inner net”? Is it a feeble pun on “inn”? Or is it even more feeble Family Circus/Crankshaft-level “X sounds kind of like y! Ha ha!” wordplay?

S-M: The proportionate insensitivity of a spider! “Honey, don’t worry that your movie was a festering bag of shit that had critics running from the screening room as though it were on fire!”

BM of EL: Uh, Edison? If it’s fat-free, it’s fat-free no matter how much you eat. The quantity he ate is an entirely separate issue.

Amused me: Agnes, B.C., Bizarro, Dilbert, RIR
Mr. O'Malley
May 20th, 2008 at 4:27 am [Reply]

Poetry mashup in RWO was funny. Just like one of those (ahem ) contests.

But never mind that, literary criticism awaits…

Blood Cargo by Michael Patterson

Based on an inspiring true story, this roman a clef explores the soul of a noble helicopter pilot. Warren has a date with the most exquisite and charming single woman in the entire GTA. Perhaps his entire wasted and chronicled in detail life can finally be redeemed by the love of a woman.

But then fate intervenes in the form of an sudden telephone call. In remote Mtigwaki, a First Nations village in Northern Ontario, a child suffering from hemophilia lies close to death. All local blood supplies have been exhausted. The little girl’s only hope of survival rests on an emergency flight of blood into the town. Without an airstrip in Mtigwaki, only a helicopter can bring the livesaving blood supply.

Will Warren break his date with the capricious charmer, and risk his future happiness, to save the life of an innocent child? Warren must explore the depths of his soul before he can resolve this dilemma.
teenchy
May 20th, 2008 at 7:33 am [Reply]

# 10 (and apologies to # 64): Where better to turn than the author’s sister’s impending domestic arrangement?

Mustache Gulag.
Robert Whitaker Sirignano
May 20th, 2008 at 8:44 am [Reply]

I haven’t clicked onto websites to see today’s FOOBerverse story. I do notice I pay it less attention than before, and wish PRETEENA was about and FOOB was aborted. The strip isn’t high noting anymore.

and in GASOLINE ALLEY, a lrgre number of characters seem to be in the process in being introduced into the strip, but why are they so uninteresting?
Nil Zed
May 20th, 2008 at 8:48 am [Reply]

Aerin: re engagements, rings, and dates being set:
yeah, evidently. My kid and her boyfriend have known and openly discussed for quite sometime their intention of getting married at some point in the future. But, the plan to get a ring seems to have been step one in the plan to plann the wedding. And, the standard seems to be about a yearish from ring presentation, unless the site you absolutely must have has a longer scheduling calendar than that. One place she looked at (in southern California) is already booked up to and is now taking reservations for March 2010.
Jonathan
May 20th, 2008 at 10:01 am [Reply]

To my shame, I realize that my loathing for today’s FBOFW stems from envy and offended pride – Mike Patterson is a more successful man of letters than I!
Todd
May 20th, 2008 at 10:25 am [Reply]

I personally can’t stand the road FBoFW has gone down, especially the looking back into the past strips fiasco. That said, the distaste for this strip on Josh’s site is really growing stale. Many of the characters aren’t terribly likable, but isn’t that going to be the case in any “realistic” strip? I find myself skipping almost all comments about it, because most of them go out of the way to find fault. Have you looked at the titles of novels, especially thrillers, recently? Blood Cargo is not particularly weird at all.

Maybe I don’t get the joke about the continual slamming of FBoFW, but not only has the strip long past jumped the shark; so have the comments about it.
essteess
May 20th, 2008 at 11:15 am [Reply]

Re FOOB, especially panels 2 and 3:
I don’t know why, exactly, but this comment — yes, I know it’s ostensibly from a fictional character — annoys me somehow. I suppose it goes to the whole idea of writers and other artistic people being “touched by God” — or some other non-corporeal entity — and therefore unlike the rest of the Great Unwashed. (I say this as someone who has been a professional journalist/writer for most of my adult life and a musician in my spare time. Sadly, I haven’t produced A Great Novel yet.)
Sure, no doubt there are many writers/artists who obsess about their craft and find it difficult to disengage. But I’ve known a great many who are able to live quite normal lives, thank you, without their particular Muse thrashing their heads all the live-long day.

Would Carleen be as impressed with an accountant or consultant who is continually thinking — even outside of work hours — of ways to improve his/her company’s financial affairs, and theoretically anyway, in so doing provide growth opportunities for all the employees?

Or maybe she’s seen the Monty Python “Stamp Out Chartered Accountancy” skit a few too many times.
Ouranosaurus
May 20th, 2008 at 11:28 am [Reply]

Thanks for clearing up the title of the Senior Foob Child’s book. After squinting at the panel, I was certain it said “Blood Carbo.” I imagined the tale of a murderous marathon runner. “He carbo loaded… and then ate his opponents’ flesh!”
Paul1963
May 20th, 2008 at 11:32 am [Reply]

Perhaps Mike’s next book could be a fictionalized autobiography, a roman a clef, if you would:

Ennui-tario.
No Stupid Bear
May 20th, 2008 at 1:57 pm [Reply]

Weed is doing something with a piece of lighting equipment called a soft box. It’s like a tent that goes over a light, putting diffusion material between the light source and the subject to make the light softer. Photographers use them a lot for studio portraits.

… and he’s avoiding talking to Michael by having Carleen lay on the bullshit.
trey le parc
May 20th, 2008 at 2:47 pm [Reply]

JP: Who doesn’t love Abbey’s penchant for turning every panel into an opportunity for a striking pose? Hips canted, shoulders back, impressive chest out, wild mane of red hair a-swirling…I move we start a petition to clear out all the deadwood characters and turn this strip into “Abbey And Neddy Try On Revealing Outfits”.
johnw
May 20th, 2008 at 3:16 pm [Reply]

If MIchael Patterson’s first book was an historic novel of a high-toned literary bent, and his second book is a page-turning thriller, I think we can see where his career is headed: Cranking out porn for a penny a word. And demanding that Deanna act out prospective scenes and positions so his novels will have that ring of authenticity.
Echo
May 20th, 2008 at 4:03 pm [Reply]

“Cumbersome Magnificence”: Mike’s thinly autobiography.
Echo
May 20th, 2008 at 4:04 pm [Reply]

Thinly VEILED autobiography. Though an obsession with weight would probably run through the thing.
Kiesha
May 20th, 2008 at 7:07 pm [Reply]

I always wondered if Michael Patterson was related to James Patterson.
With a title like “Blood Cargo”, the answer can only be yes.
CSW
May 20th, 2008 at 7:08 pm [Reply]

Hi–I don’t think you read “Red and Rover” regularly, because otherwise you would’ve almost surely commented on Monday’s strip. My friend and I both saw it and said “Oh my god–Rover has been kidnapped by the ‘Mark Trail’ petnappers!” Might be worth looking into.

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