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My little friend is not so little anymore, Toby! In fact, she's quite large! Enormous, in fact! Nine foot six and getting taller by the day! It's actually quite alarming! We're getting into I'm a Virgo territory here! Did you watch that miniseries, by the way? It was on Amazon Prime a couple of years ago! Jharrel Jerome is a treasure! Some great performances by Elijah Wood and Walton Goggins as well, which reminds me that I need to start my Justified rewatch. Oh, Margo Martindale is another treasure, especially as a voice in BoJack Horseman. Anyway, Olive is a giant, is the point I'm trying to make.

—els
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Conversion therapy

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Mark Trail, 8/23/05

Mary Worth has taught us that a few hours in the horror show that is a women’s shelter can cure alcoholism; now Mark Trail is here to illustrate that some clean, honest fun in a canoe is a sure-fire cure for sociopathy. Mark my words, Lady MacAscot here is going to love fishing so much that she’ll forget all about her plan to murder Boyd. Great Outdoors 1, Evil 0.

Fortunately for this storyline, there’s still no cure for rabies. Each day I pray for the first flecks of foam on El Presidente’s lips. Please, Elrod, make it soon, I beg of you!

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Make her stop staring at me!

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Gasoline Alley, 8/22/05

Gasoline Alley is at it again with the realistically-drawn characters dropped into a highly cartoonish milieu without explanation. Check out the extreme close-up in panel two. I swear the artist is working off of a photograph here. Who is she? What is her relationship to the strip’s creators? And does she object to her portrayal as a Vegas cocktail bunny serving drinks in what appears to be a bathing suit?

This current Gasoline Alley plot deserves pretty much the same amount of attention as the last five or six, which is to say none, but I admit that I like the little halo floating over Lil’s head in panel three as she attempts to cute-old-lady her way out of a serious beating from the casino’s security staff.

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Clothes fight!

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Apartment 3-G, 8/21/05

Time-and-space-warpingly dull the current storyline of Apartment 3-G may be, but Sunday’s whacked-out installment reminds us why we love it. Flailing limbs, radiating bobble-head motion lines, near catfights over secondhand clothing — ah, pure bliss. I think Margo’s look of panic in the second panel of the middle row as her precious, precious hideous yellow jacket is yanked away may be her best ever. Still, Lu Ann shouldn’t be so smug about the number she just pulled on her brunette roommate — with the many close relationships Margo formed in the sweatshop sector, she can probably get those twenty shirts to Lu Ann for less than eight cents a shirt.

By the way, a little Googling doesn’t bring anything up for “Granger” as a designer or brand name for clothing. Are the strip’s writers so lazy that they just used the first WASPy name that popped into their heads instead of doing thirty seconds of research to come up with a real label? Or is the fashion world united in its refusal to be associated with this deeply unhip comic?