By admin | May 30, 2014 - 11:26 am

…that’s what the current storyline in 9 Chickweed Lane is not.  Even with Nazis, it isn’t interesting.

But admit it…you went and saw all the Indiana Jones movies, didn’t you? Even the one with “Skull” in the title? You know, with Shia Leboeuf?  Get a clue, BMcE…

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By admin | - 11:18 am
Posted in Category: Cameo Appearances

No kidding! The Friends of the Library group that I volunteer with usually deals with library discards of Garfield, Zits, Foob, etc., but we have a lovely donated copy of “Tiajuana Bibles,” including its dust jacket.  Interested? Drop me a line and I’ll try to answer any questions.  All proceeds will benefit our county libraries and its many programs.!

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By admin | May 19, 2014 - 10:28 pm
Posted in Category: Markin' the Trail

Mark Trail’s knowledge of reproduction, not so much…

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A dislocated shoulder, an angry bear, a twisted ankle — what could possibly be worse for ol’ Mark?



Rex Morgan, M.D.

Oh, well…

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By bats | May 4, 2014 - 2:34 pm
Posted in Category: Finger-pointing Goodness!

We all know that six weekdays of Apt. 3-G are rehashed into the Sunday edition. Fine. Sometimes cryptic, for lack of space, but usually not, as the plot generally has the velocity of mayonnaise.  Dried-up mayonnaise.

But don’t cut’n’paste the rehash onto new backgrounds and pretend its all new and shiny.  (And don’t leave me to wonder if the color monkeys have been handed blunt-tip safety scissors and given even more resposibilities.)

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Fortunately, the Sunday nightmare ends and we’re back at Jack’s Happiness Falls Vet Clinic…

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…and then someone has to step in to ruin it.

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Remember the day-trip that Tommie is making to upstate New York to find a wildlife rehab center for her fawn?  And that the vet in Happiness Falls NY offers her a job (when last we saw Tommie, she was a licensed and practicing R.N./midwife)?

THREE WEEKS GOES BY!  It says that right in narration box!!!  I don’t know what’s more unsettling:  no one has seen Tommie in her place in NYC for nearly a month, or she’s wearing that same damned pink turtleneck that the fawn probably piddled on and that Tommie’s been mucking out stalls in for the last dozen days.  Ewwww.


Is it really Tommie?

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