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Slylock Fox, 8/4/25

You might remember a few years back when supposed genius entrepreneur Elizabeth Holmes started a company called Theranos that could run multiple medical tests from a very small amount of blood, something that was of great interest to me as a needlephobe and apparently to lots of other people too, because the company raised billions of dollars and had multiple former Secretaries of State on its board of directors, but then it turned out that the technology never worked and the product was never shipped and it was all an enormous scam. At a certain point Theranos stalled for time by announcing a big partnership with Walgreens and sending them these machines that were big boxes that performed “blood analysis” if you stuck in a vial with a normal-sized blood sample, and eventually someone opened it up and discovered it was just running the exact same tests a regular lab would run, with off-the-shelf equipment kind of all jammed in there together. What I’m trying to say is that Count Weirdly isn’t selling fake honey; he’s selling real honey out of a “machine” that’s full of enslaved bees. It’s an easy mistake to make for a fox who wasn’t sapient during the final, fraud-heavy chapter of human civilization.

Judge Parker, 8/4/25

Oh, by the way, April’s Norwegian spy encounter ended in violence and possible kidnapping, but I didn’t really cover it here because, what, do you log in to this website for terrifying thrills? No, you want to be soothed, and so here, here’s a strip from the “cool down” phase of this plot, in which a character who was not present for the incident but who heard about it from someone who was relays the information she’s gleaned secondhand to a third party.

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Judge Parker, 7/9/25

Oh, I guess I forgot to mention that the cushy jobs Sophie and Reena got managing Sophie’s boyfriend’s family’s charitable foundation are in rural Norway for some reason, and also forgot to mention that April got a mysterious call from her spy-world frenemies asking her for one last meeting and then she’ll be done with spy stuff forever, they swear, and today we learn that meeting is also taking place in rural Norway, for some reason. Mostly I think it’s funny that April is all tough and prickly about being a badass spy and keeping herself safe from this guy but 100% does not seem to notice that Sophie is standing maybe 10 feet away from her and talking about her in a normal tone of voice? Anyway, the strip colorist is trying to add some visual interest by giving April’s interlocutor a goatee, and I appreciate their efforts.

Family Circus, 7/9/25

“You’re allowed to be whimsical and silly because our mother signed off on it” is one of the saddest punchlines I’ve ever seen in this comic, and since this comic is the Family Circus, that’s really saying something.

Crankshaft, 7/9/25

I guess Pam is gingerly trying to figure out if her dad has dementia? Not sure anyone would sign off on this diagnostic technique, but I understand the impulse.

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Crock, 6/1/25

Imagine if you petitioned Almighty God for a full accounting of all the evil you’ve done in your life. This is information that He, being omniscient, has at His fingertips, and, moreover, because He is omnibenevolent, he reveals your sins to you as a spreadsheet, the most perfect and versatile data presentation and manipulation format ever created. I usually hate on Crock, but I gotta say, as a real Excel head, I’m a fan of this one.

Panel from The Lockhorns, 6/1/25

A very realistic touch here is that in this pose the lithe yoga girlies have their foot fully up on their thighs, demonstrating a level of flexibility that Leroy and Loretta have not yet achieved. It’s not realistic that Loretta appears to just be having a conversation with Leroy at full volume in the middle of a packed yoga class, but I find it very funny nonetheless.

Judge Parker, 6/1/25

Oh, are you tired of Judge Parker strips where the characters just hang out together and whine about their various problems? Well, what if there was a strip where they hung out together and whined about refusing to talk about their various problems, huh? Would it make it any better if pretty horses were involved?