…and the strip might not improve. But you have to admit with all the medical drama, complex familial interactions et al., Rex is, way down deep, simply a…um, ah…simple man. Would we have it any other way?

So, the Morgans’ dubious relative has crashed at their house, watched their kids (sort of), got drunk (maybe), and passed out (definitely).
The fun never stops!!!
Of course, June sees the need to investigate, since Rex is pretty much worthless in matters like this.

…Dr. Morgan is still doctoring! In a hospital and all! Whether the advice is good is another matter.

No, really, he does know these things!

At least we know that Rex has an excellent bedside manner; his patients are usually devoid of such things.

It’s birthin’ time! And Rex has conveniently disappeared!

…where the deuce is REX?!??

…cheerfully devoid of Rex, or his wife, or his weird kids!

Days (all right, one day), Rex is still absent:

This has been a really boring adventure for Rex and the family, the usual scammers cheating the usual dupes. Ah, well, if Rex is going to be MIA, at least the story arc will be an abbreviated one.

…and you do whatever you can when your ratings begin to drop ever nearer to the toilet.

I need to keep in mind that Good Things Come to those who wait.
Yeah, sure. Right. In the words of some vulture or other, “Patience, my ass. I’m gonna kill something.”

Wait, wait, wait! Is it even remotely possible that I may have acted too soon? That Rex Morgan’s own sweet Pluggeresque couple is headed down a dark and murky path?!??

Oh, heck. Maybe this geriatric couple isn’t malicious…just muddled and in need of a hug. Or something. Ew.

(For the record, my favorite mashable character in this strip is the good doctor himself. So…where’s the good doctor?!??)

Which isn’t the same thing as not giving a damn, is it?

Oh, and here’s a little something for June, to illustrate Rex’s point:

Adding an itty-bitty smile to the overall ennui (good ol’ Rex!):