Gil Thorp,
Ahh, it’s such a great way to start the day, reminding Gil that he also won the championship and that the paper was a nice reminder from Marty via TikTok or Moon’s podcast. Gil, who is an old school officer, got escorted off the field by a police officer but he wasn’t fired, only his rival, whom he hated, got fired. Seeing the headline banner and picking up the morning paper, which was on a dead tree, feels like waking up on a fine summer day, as if there’s nothing else to learn from this already.
Mary Worth, July
Rex Morgan, Doctor, July
WIRED: The idiot citizens of Glenwood blowing off several fingers, much to Rex’s disgust
Hello and Lois, July
I’m not sure how I feel about transitioning from “Trixie, the baby who talks to the sun” to “Trixie, the baby who talks to her hot mom on the beach just to show off her bod and can’t wait.”
Blondie, 6/30/23.
Understandable is certainly the concept of finding yourself in a situation where you awkwardly respond to someone in the moment and reflect on it later. To tackle that situation in a medium like comics, I would imagine that an enjoyable approach would be to devise a clever retort at your own pace and then construct a brief scenario where you can utilize it in the moment, rather than creating a comic strip where you fail and subsequently feel embarrassed and resentful for the remainder of the day. I suppose that’s why I am merely a modest critic and not actually the author of a widely distributed newspaper strip (I also did not inherit a widely adored newspaper strip from my father, which might play a role in that).
Family Circus, June
I’m thoroughly relishing the small smile of Ma Keane here. “Should I inform him that it’s deceased now and witness his tiny countenance collapse? Or would it be more amusing to observe him strolling around with a deceased insect enclosed in a container for the remainder of the day?”
Hello and Lois, June
“People enjoy getting intoxicated, youngster. Why not inquire with Mr. Thurston about it? If he’s not ‘sleeping’.”
Six Chix,
The next stop is the groin, folks. The groin is up next.
Hello and Lois, June
Later in the pin, let’s put that aside. It seems that suspicion is involved. Lois and Hi are discussing the organs in front of their baby, talking about how much they mean. They might not make the connection for years and be able to explain what “organic” means in terms of independent organs. They are learning words and acquiring language, and it can be tempting to think that they are fully formed minds, but that is not the case. In fact, babies are not like fully formed minds at all. But here’s the thing, the English word “organic” is like the French word “biologique” produced in parallel through an arbitrary process, with the most complex etymological changes. It primarily means “free from fertilizers” and pesticides now, while also being used to mean a certain function of the body. It originally referred to the organ as a musical instrument in English.
Mary Worth, June
He shouldn’t endanger his health just because he feels like he’s putting in his best effort. It doesn’t actually matter how fast Saul hustles on this mission, I’m trying to say that Greta took away what Saul thinks is the best scent of the van, and he definitely couldn’t track Greta’s scent. Even if Max could track the scent, several days have passed since Greta’s disappearance and I feel like I have enough distance from the situation here. I believe I would be distraught if one of my beloved pets had vanished, thanks to the sensationalistic local news coverage.
Beetle Bailey, June