…Mark Trail is officially monkey-shit insane! YAY!
(This from a man who was the head of the Inquisition (now known as the kinder and gentler title of Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith) before he got the Big Hat, and who says the virgin birth is totally documentable, but a semi-rural, pre-industrial culture at the BC/AD interface in the Middle East is not.)
I think even Mark has gotten the message (and slowly, slowly comprehended it) that readership of newspapers and magazines continues to plummet. Since punching facial hair off bad guys really doesn’t pay the bills, morally satisfying though it may be), it seems he’s exploring different avenues.
First responder?
Hmm…not really good if you don’t have a competent referral staff.
Something in politics?
I’m not sure Cherry’s going to be on board with this, but it’s a place to ship Rusty off, too.
Keep thinking, Mark! We love it when those little wisps of smoke come out of your ears!
(aka, “Disembodied Extremities Week”), what could be better than a nice, relaxing evening at home?
Hits. I meant hits. Honest.
From your lips to God’s undisembodied ear, Jim…
Plus some absolutely fabuloso commentary from the funny folks at the Comics Curmudgeon:
And who could possibly forget…
Not quite yet. And still, what will the future bring?
Then again, it might not be as exciting as one might expect…
I can’t really recall when two of the serial comics more or less ended their plots at the same time. (Oh, come on…you know it’s just denouement from here on out.)
And I give all credit in the “Short ‘n’ Sweet” or “Less is More” category to CC’s Red Greenback for this absolute treasure:
…that gets me all warm and schadenfreundy.
No, really!
I’m not kidding! Honest!
fails to evade Mark Trail’s eagle eye!
…but I think Mark would agree that getting everything (and I do mean everything) out in the open is an excellent examples of “Honesty is the best policy.”
