It seems not so long ago that Mark was canoeing to Ben Miller’s Hidden Lodge on the Lake ( http://snarkitupfuzzball.nexiliscom.com/?p=3737 ). It seems he’s doing it again! But just when you think that strips are being recycled within a couple of weeks, let’s play “Find Six Differences!”:
1. Ben is wearing deck shoes, not heavy woodlands boots!
2. His daughter is diving into the lake!
3. There are no woodland creatures staring mindlessly at the lake (or at Ben’s daughter)!
4. Ben has changed his shirt (it was white; now it’s hazard orange)!
5. “Ben, Buzz; Buzz, Ben.”, rather than “Ben, Mark; Mark, Ben.”!
6. Something else, I’m sure of it.
Whether you find the last difference, I think we can all agree that Mark sure loves to canoe!
Then again, what are the odds we’re really going to see a nubile young woman swimming in Mark Trail? What are those Powerball odds? Yeah, you go and drop a couple of bucks on that — it’s way more than a sure thing.
Mark Trail‘s Sunday strip on 7 March gave us all quite a rush. Hard on the heels of a TAPIR!!!! strip comes one about TORNADOES! We haven’t seen excitement like that since the tsunami strip a couple of years ago. And while it was filled with all sorts of interesting meteorological facts and safety guidelines, the freakingest bestest coolest part was the flying cow! And the flying truck! AND the flying car! Take THAT, Flash Gordon!
Oh, and those usually smug little verminous squirrels being scared out of their kidney bean-sized brains. Take THAT, Skippy!
Quick! Let’s talk on the phone!
Because it’s so, so lonely out here…
There will be a Comics Curmudgeon Meet-up in the D.C. area on 22 May. While I’m not likely to be in attendance, I can be their virtually, wearing my virtual commemorative t-shirt with virtual copyright-violating snark on it.
(And yeah, the only reason this design jumped out at several CCers was the Sunday Mark Trail, in which the fact that Ceylon lorikeets sleep upside down like bats (I did not know that), was superseded only by the fact that when lorikieets get wasted on fermented fruit and palm wine (where do they get palm wine? Are there jungle liquor stores in Ceylon/Sri Lanka? Are those the little bottles like Bartles & James wine cooler come in, or are they more like 40-ouncers?), they develop little bubbles and wavies around their heads. Too cute!)
Maybe this could be the little illustration above the pocket on the front of the shirt:
And this could be on the back (I think both designs would look best on a “Mark Trail Khaki” shirt) :
Mark Trail, 1956.
Total dedication to the environment.
Ruthless anger toward anyone who defies him.
Right Fist o’ Justice: meting out what’s right for over a half century!
And pretty dang exciting, too! Not since the MRSA outbreak have tempers run so high!
A deer?
The Egyptian god Anubis?
Probably a deer. But then again, you never know…
And then again, you never know:
There was some concern that Mark Trail‘s Jack Elrod has swerved dangerously afar from the comforting ginormous animals that we all know and love — introducing random things — like ginormous people heads!
This can’t go on! It must be stopped! Thank heaven some Comics Curmudeoneers have some useful suggestions!
aka, “That Darned Finger!”. CC’s boubon babe, unbuckled asked that something be done to/with/for Sam Driver’s waving digit. This was the quick response:
This took a little longer:
Yeah, sex jokes and fart jokes. I’m so ashamed…
…you have to expect some problems.
Thanks to CC’s commodorejohn for the suggestion of mashing the guys on land and the guys at sea.
