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This past Saturday, not one but two meetups of Comics Curmudgeon readers took place on opposite sides of this fair continent! We’ll show pics from both, and move from west to east to combat rampant east-to-west bias in our media. The first report comes from California, from faithful reader Spotted HØrse:

Josh, here’s photographic proof that the Nor-Cal/Bay Area mudges have met! We’d like to remind the CC Community that if you’d like to represent as your handsome selves, rather than as minute, blurry, and isopod-pink beings, then for God’s sake, bring a real camera! Mudges shown are the Clan Handbasket, with Amy, Helena, and Misha; Moon Mullins in the back with Margo!Boxcar!Saturn! tee; and Spotted HØrse on the right.

Our correspondents from the great metropolis of Toronto did bring their camera, and took a number of charming pics to accompany their narrative!

We arrived in time to witness Galactic Emperor Chennux’s attack upon Lynn Johnston’s “Star” on Canada’s Walk of Fame, using a fearsome combination of weaponry — an authentic Margo!Boxcar!Saturn mug and a rare First Edition of Stone Season by author and writer Michael Patterson.

Sadly, due to a miscalculation in scale, the Emperor’s attack failed to dent the mighty Canadian, but a celebration of Comics and Curmudgeons in the Elephant & Castle Pub across the street proved more successful. Pictured in the Pub, from left to right, are Skullturf Q. Beavispants, Daisy-Head Mayze, Mooncattie, and Toronto. We offered a toast westbound to our CC buddies meeting up at Stacy’s in Northern California at that very moment!

Back outside, we see (from left to right) Toronto, Skullturf Q. Beavispants, and Mooncattie posing bravely by Lynn Johnston’s “Star”.

So charming, the lot of you! Remember, more information about meeting up with your fellow fans can be found on the Internet — specifically, in the section of the Comics Curmudgeon forum set up for that purpose!

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Mary Worth, 11/7/07

Possible explanations for the utterly laughable “dog x-ray” on display in the first panel:

• Mary Worth’s vet has an enormous CT scanning device that allows for the creation of a full-body scan of a midsized dog, which is then shrunk down so much as to be completely illegible.
• To save money, the vet just photocopies animals instead of x-raying them, arguing that it’s “basically the same technology.”
• The dog is pregnant, and that’s a sonogram of its tiny dog fetus.
• The dog and the vet are in on some kind of elaborate scam — dog plays dead by the side of the road, vet shows of ambiguous fake x-ray, old biddy comes back with checkbook, and KA-CHING!
• Mary Worth may in fact not be wholly realistic in all respects.

Apartment 3-G, 11/7/07

Man, it really depresses me when a feisty woman tries to make herself over into a shrinking violet just to please some man who can’t even decide on his own hair color. Apparently even Margo can’t stand to see it, as she’s covering her eyes rather than watch her own undoing. Of course, it’s possible that she’s rigged the phone to detonate in Eric’s hand, and is just trying to keep from being blinded in the process.

(By the way, if you find the thought of “Apartment 3-G Alan/Sam slash fiction” even vaguely intriguing, you owe it to yourself to check out this comment from faithful reader SecretMargo.)

Mark Trail, 11/7/07

Uh oh! Li’l Paul Malotte just got cock-college-tuition-money-blocked. I imagine he’s going to stride into the trading post and forcefully confront Bull Malone about how his unethical competitive practices are hurting the reputation of the increasingly lucrative full-service guided camping package market. And because he’s wearing a baby blue fringy jacket with matching equestrian cap, it will be the funniest shit you’ll ever see in your life.

Funky Winkerbean, 11/7/07

“Yup! Sullen, passive-aggressive, and unhelpful! It’s uncanny!”

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Spider-Man, 11/6/07

Oh, thank God, Spider-Man is here to crack the case with the proportional Google-searching ability … of a spider! With its, uh, many legs, all the better to tap out Google query after Google query with. The sad thing is that this exact set of ground-breaking detection techniques was also on display a month ago in Gil Thorp. Except that the Milford kids are are a bunch of no-talent losers with nothing better to do but sit around surfing the net all day, while Spider-Man is … oh, wait. At least Peter Parker is offering us some beefcake action by leaving his old man pajamas unbuttoned. In a few years, there will inevitably be a romance novel that features someone on its cover passionately Googling something, and it will look a little something like this. Only better drawn.

Mary Worth, 11/6/07

Something very, very deep inside Mary Worth caused her to offer to pay good money to save the life of some dumb dog, and in panel two you can tell that she’s fighting it with every fiber of her being. She can barely choke out the part of the sentence after “I’ll”; her teeth are gritted so fiercely that her face is transformed into a grim, deathly rictus (more so than usual, I mean); and her hand is clutching at the black, empty hole where her heart is supposed to be. And there will be payback. Oh yes, there will be payback. That dog is going to wish it died on the side of the road with a modicum of dignity.

9 Chickweed Lane, 11/6/07

Hot, hot possible thing Francis will be asking Diane to “indulge” him in: Hot, hot and totally papally sanctioned ex-priest-on-ex-nun-side-of-the-road sex in the back seat.

Horrifying and disturbing and more probable thing Francis will be asking Diane to “indulge” him in: “…so I told Thorax he could tag along on our wedding night. Hope that’s OK!”

Apartment 3-G, 11/6/07

YES PLEASE YES THE DAY OF WRATH APPROACHES