Archive: Rex Morgan, M.D.

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Rex Morgan, M.D., 7/18/21

“Wow, so instead of straining to come up with story elements ex nihilo like I’ve been doing, you used aspects of your everyday life for raw material? Brilliant! By the way, you’ve never heard of ‘character rights,’ have you? Great, great.”

Panels from Hagar the Horrible, 7/18/21

Have you ever wanted to see an elderly Viking woman learning the basics of supply and demand curves … the hard way? Well, the throwaway panels from today’s Hagar the Horrible are for you, my friend.

Hi and Lois, 7/18/21

I’m actually kind of surprised that legacy cartoonists, who have some of the most secure jobs on the planet, don’t just straight-up put their erotic fantasies in their strips more often. I’m definitely not surprised that those erotic fantasies involve golf, though.

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Barney Google and Snuffy Smith, 7/17/21

YOU, A SIMPLE CLOD: “Wow, this joke doesn’t work at all. It’s a real stretch for something that’s not even funny.”

ME, A COMICS-ANALYZING INTELLECTUAL: [paralyzed by the choice between posting a map of the pin-pen merger in order to narrow down Hootin’ Holler’s location and writing up a rant about how Silas is the most educated person in Hootin’ Holler and the least likely to misspell a simple word like “tint”]

Rex Morgan, M.D., 7/17/21

Hey, remember Kyle’s terrible case of writer’s block, which set this whole plotline in motion? Well, it got solved, off-panel, somehow. Bet that takes a real load off your mind, huh?

Blondie, 7/17/21

“No, my husband just flings food around the kitchen. Look at this shit! You think anything vaguely palatable is going to come out of this process?”

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Dick Tracy, 7/12/21

Oh, hey, remember when Dr. Ghost and Dr. Sail stole one of Diet Smith’s space coupes and Diet sent it careening off into deep space, and we all assumed the villains had suffocated, or maybe ate each other? Well, good (?) news: it seems they actually were crushed into pulp as they plunged ever deeper into Jupiter’s thick atmosphere, or — best case scenario, in terms of visuals — were blasted into pieces by some of the planet’s intense lightning storms.

Judge Parker, 7/12/21

Oh, hey, remember how Judge Parker Senior has spent the last several months moping around the house in a drunken fog? Well, good news! Now he’s in a much better mood, apparently because he’s traded in alcohol for some powerful stimulant.

Rex Morgan, M.D., 7/12/21

OH IS THAT HOW YOU REMEMBER IT, JUNE?

BECAUSE I REMEMBER WHAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A CHARITY BOOK TO BENEFIT THE ART MUSEUM TURNING INTO A BIG PAYDAY FOR YOUR FAMILY

GUESS WE’RE JUST GONNA HAVE TO AGREE TO DISAGREE ON THIS ONE