Saturday, September 02, 2006

Still just pictures

Again, just pictures. Enjoy your holiday weekend.

Drabble by Kevin Fagan
Garfield by PAWS inc.
Overboard by Chip Dunham
Sherman's Lagoon by Jim Toomey

Friday, September 01, 2006

Friday update

Real quick, pictures only. No complete sentences.


Fox Trot by Bill Amend
Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis


Thursday, August 31, 2006

Jack Chick

The storm is over, only one silent penultimate panel today.

Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis.

Today's Mallard Fillmore:

I don't know about that, Mallard, (that article about anti-Christian slurs that you referenced mostly talked about a couple of South Park episodes.) But you might be happy about what I found on the bus today--

A genuine Jack Chick comic!

Yes, these are all available online now (, but there's nothing quite like the excitement of finding one of these things in the wild. (I ran across the entire length of the bus to get to it before someone else sat on it.)

While this particular edition called "The Choice" is relatively tame (no wild-eyed and drooling Muslims or Catholics to be seen,) it is delightfully full of Chick's trademark insanity.

Really, out of context, this might be mistaken for the work of someone like Daniel Clowes or R. Crumb. (But for the bad word processor lettering.) If only Chick wasn't sincere.

And, this--this is just classic.

Jack Chick is simply an American treasure. Where would we be without him?

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

The Bumsteads' furniture

This week is killing me. Another seven silent penultimate panels:

Barkeater Lake by Corey Pandolph (What's up Corey?)
Between Friends by Sandra Bell-Lundy (The watch has just recently turned its attention to this strip. Apparently we've been missing out on a constant offender.)
Blondie by King Features
Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley
Momma by Mel Lazarus
Monty by Jim Medick
Sherman's Lagoon by Jim Toomey

It must be something about these late summer days that's just drumming out the lazies.

I don't think I've ever thought about this before, and that surprises me because it's the sort of thing I would normally obsess about: I don't understand the Bumsteads' furniture layout.

His and hers easy chairs set perpendicular to each other. Dagwood vacantly watches television while Blondie works on a crossword puzzle. It's just so quaint and peculiar. Was there a time when this sort of thing was a common furniture arrangement? Was there ever a time when married couples spent their evenings this way? I really don't know. And where does Dagwood's napping couch fit into all this?

I'm going to lose sleep thinking about this.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Barkeater Lake

Back to normal today with three silent penultimate panels:

Andy Capp by Roger Mahoney and Roger Kettle
Barkeater Lake by Corey Pandolph
Pearls Before Swine by Stephan Pastis

Welcome back, Corey. I know you just threw that one in there so that people won't think I've totally influenced you. Don't worry, it's our secret.

Monday, August 28, 2006

Awkward English

It's been a long time since we had a day like this.

Between Friends by Sandra Bell-Lundy
Cow and Boy by Mark Leiknes
Drabble by Kevin Fagan
On the Fastrack by Bill Holbrook
Foxtrot by Bill Amend
Sally Forth by Francesco Marciuliano and Craig Macintosh
Sherman's Lagoon by Jim Toomey

Has all my work been for naught? There just shouldn't be days of this sort of mass SPP usage anymore.

I haven't picked on Overboard in a while. Maybe Chip Dunham is paying attention and making an effort to avoid the watch. But he can't avoid the awkward English watch:

Exclamation and exposition seldom mix well.

Sunday, August 27, 2006

Sunday six

And then there are Sundays, with all that space to fill. Six silent penultimate panels today:

Between Friends by Sandra Bell-Lundy
9 Chickweed Lane by Brooke McEldowney
Jump Start by Robb Armstrong
Overboard by Chip Dunham
Piranha Club by Bud Grace
Sherman's Lagoon by Jim Toomey

In a strange cosmic coincidence, three of these SPPs show a character exiting the frame. (And thanks go to Ugliness Man for the observation.)

There goes Ernie:

and Tommi:

and Sherman-with-Pearls.

What does this confluence of visual echoes have to say about our current times?
In our collective consciousness, do we all wish to flee the scene before the punchline of our actions is revealed?

I think it's only obvious.