When it isn’t going all Jesus-y on the public, it’s pretty freakin’ misogynistic. And if Fat Broad isn’t around to poke fun at, Wiley “the Poet” is all set to write crap.
But, hey…I can write crap, too! (And it rhymes!)
Yes! Les’ tale of woe…on an obscure cable channel sometime in 2016! Meanwhile…
I gotta quit reading love is… Even when I only do it when someone else mentions it.
No. Really. I mean it.
…now what?
Well, trusting Occam’s Razor (by Gilette!), I’m going to guess that Rex needs to lay off the full pot of coffee before work…
Honesty Point! I’m only mashing these to see Dr. Andy (Count Morgu, Vampire!) out of the linen closet again.
Dang it. The nattering between Rex and Andy was going to be about Rex’s calculated risk of running tests on Milton without having to see those creepy, empty eye sockets again…but I forgot that between starting the panel and then going away for lunch. Oh, well.
Over in the Deep Woods, Old Man Mozz (Village Prophet and Seer) dreams of awful things coming to The Phantom (Village Idiot)! Guran (Village Medicine Man) counsels The Phantom (Village Big Purple Goober) to stay safe, close to home! The Phantom (Ghost-Who-Does-Jerky-Things) longs for Adventure!
What could possibly go wrong?
*sigh*
Well, suffice it to say that Judge and Mrs. Parker are going to tropical Mexico for their son’s wedding, and Katherine is outfitting the Judge with the latest in early 20th C. exploration gear. This met with a really frightening expression from Hizzoner, which reminded CC’s Calico of Grumpy Cat.
Which led to a request that I was only too happy to oblige:
Which led to an opportunity to use the request again:
(and GC’s on my Facebook profile pic for the moment, too. Nothing succeeds like excess.)
There’s a new story in Mark Trail, and although it’s Jack Elrod’s story, there’s a new cartoonist for the strip, the excellent natural history artist who has been doing the Sunday Mark Trails for several months now. Good luck to him!
Of course, some things never change (like the 1950s)…
Other alternatives for Billy’s closet:
* Dead Grandpa, bound and gagged. (too hard to do)
* Jeffy, bound and gagged. Wearing spike heels and fishnets. (under advisement)
Boy howdy…that brain of Mark’s is always crankin’…
Next: Fun Without Rusty!
