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Hey kids, sorry for my late and lame updates so far this week … I’ve been guest-blogging at Wonkette, which is fun but kind of emotionally draining. I’m done, though, so I promise that today will be the nadir of lameness. I don’t even have the energy to deal with rape humor in Crankshaft or Rusty’s ass in Judge Parker, but I urge to check out the thoughtful comments on both on yesterday’s post.

Curtis, 10/24/07

Actual religious affiliation of past stars:

• Lucille Ball: One of inner circle of the first six Scientologists.
• John Wayne: Zoroastrian all the way, baby!
• Jerry Mathers: Early proponent of wicca. Felt the beaver was his “power animal.”

Herb and Jamaal, 10/24/07

I’ve tried before to distill Herb and Jamaal to its squishy, nonspecific essence, but today’s installment convinces me that I have more work to do. Here’s my best shot:

Herb (or Jamaal): “Hey, Jamaal (or Herb), something incredibly nonspecific that seems to vaguely relate to pop culture!”

Jamaal (or Herb): “Response that implies I know what you’re talking about even though that’s really not possible … stretched over two panels!”

Jamaal (or Herb) or Herb (or Jamaal): [Wry thought balloon.]

Then, of course, comes the butt sex.

They’ll Do It Every Time, 10/24/07

Philosophical question: Is “the urge” still “the urge” if it doesn’t contain the words “the urge”? Whichever way, there’s something delightfully unsettling about this one. “I have plenty of time to scream … NOW THAT I’VE KILLED THEM BOTH! MU HA HA HA!”

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Dick Tracy, 10/23/07

Tess is trying to trick Dick into killing himself. In panel one, she is lulling him into complacency by flaunting her ass.

(UPDATE: Er, I read “sleeping bag” as “sleeping pills” for some reason. Oops. Still flaunting her ass, though.)

Herb and Jamaal, 10/23/07

As noted by several faithful readers, Jamaal is making sweet love to Herb right there behind the counter of their restaurant. I defy you to tell me that something different is happening in the final panel.

Marmaduke, 10/23/07

Marmaduke is going to eat some children.

Momma, 10/23/07

Momma is a pimp.

They’ll Do It Every Time, 10/23/07

People are surprised to discover that poison is poisonous, apparently.

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Reports reach us here at Comics Curmudgeon headquarters of another spontaneous meetup of readers, this time in scenic Charlotte! I offer this pic (cropped to comic strip proportions!) and let faithful reader willethompson set the scene:

The NC/SC meet up of ’Mudges took place last Saturday, but not without some drama. The rendezvous was SUPPOSED to be at the South End Brewery in Charlotte, which, according to its website, was SUPPOSED to be in full operation under the name of (margoquote) South End Brewery (/margoquote). Therefore, when all signage indicating that a South End Brewery ever existed was eradicated like the name of a deposed dictator, the SC contingent was left to cruise up and down South Boulevard like the Flying Dutchman (and Woman).

Fortunately, thru the miracle of cellphones and a M!B!S! T-shirt, the small group did manage to collect at a nearby sub shop. The pic shows (from left) faithful readers willethompson, Chloe The Cat, the remains of Little Jeffy, and Krazy Kat enjoying a fine afternoon where all things ’Mudge were discussed. Little Jeffy was an obnoxious twit, frankly, who used a fake ID to score a few Sierra Nevada Pale Ales and then try to put the moves on Chloe. Who beheaded him and placed his head on a pike? Not Me!

Remember, if you’d like, you can set up a meetup in the forums!