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OK, so there are going to be some real comics posts later tonight, but for the moment I have a question. A quick glance at my referral logs indicates that I’m getting dozens of hits today from people asking Google “What was the first comic strip to feature someone being shot to death?” or close variations thereupon. (Putting that text here on the front page of course ensures that I’ll just get more hits from people searching on it, of course.) I don’t know the answer, but I’d love to know why so many people are out there searching the Net for this tidbit when they should be working hard to boost the American economy. So can someone, possibly someone who is looking for this piece of information, tell me why everyone is so hot and bothered on the subject today? As a reward, I promise to post likely answers that people send to me.

Update: For those of you too lazy to look in the comments, apparently people are looking to win “points” of some sort by entering a trivia contest run by a radio station’s Web site, which posed the above brain teaser. Smart money from the smart folks who read this site is on Dick Tracy as the site of the first comics-cide. For the humor-impaired, pleased do not enter Love Is as your guess, as you will only embarrass yourself.

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The Phantom, 8/26/05

Apartment 3-G, 8/26/05

Yes, it’s true: whether your man is facing backwards or forwards, and whether you’re about to get dumped by your boyfriend due to some arbitrary chunk of narrative convenience or about to get involuntarily drugged and have your memories purged by a purple-latex-clad freak and his pygmy sidekick, there’s nothing that starts the weekend off right better than a nice hug. Hugs to all of you, Curmudgeon readers!

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Mary Worth, 8/25/05

I think JEFF IS IMPATIENT because you’ve been going out for years and the nights are still ending with a chaste peck on the cheek, Mary. Rita is just the latest excuse you’ve been able to throw into his horny path. I don’t think even your pink-psychedelic-starfish-t-shirt-and-pleated-baby-blue-skirt combo is going to dissuade him from his quixotic goal. He’s already at home, surfing the Internet with his one-handed, 19-key keyboard, looking for dirt on Rita to get her out of the picture. Maybe if there were a little more action going on, he wouldn’t need a one-handed keyboard, if you know what I’m saying.

By the way, if you want to see ol’ Dr. Jeff busting a move on Mary, check out this entry on Smitty Smedlap’s blog, Subdivided We Stand. Very disturbing.

Wouldn’t Wilbur the bald-headed advice columnist be a good person to consult for guidance in this situation? Perhaps; but a look over at Gil Thorp reveals that the legendary Marty Moon, insane with grief over the failure of his charity-based romance, has cut off one of Wilbur’s hirsute arms and is having someone slap him in the eye with it:

All this drama has been having a negative effect on Apartment 3-G’s Lu Ann over the past few days. Especially the head part of Lu Ann. Watch out, everybody, she’s gonna blow!