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LB: “Honey, I’m looking at a cartoon here and not sure I get it.”

G the B: “Honey, what’s it about? What don’t you get?”

LB: “Well, do you think aging men worry about crepey skin? Or is it just women?”

G the B: “Well, I’d have to say that I’ve never worried about it myself. I’m too busy avoiding creepy men.”

And here’s the rimshot, from a comic called Reply All that I ran across at arcamax.com:

(Another Day in Gwendoland! via arcamax.com)

Oh, and here’s me, looking up at the woman I love:



A couple of Daily Cartoons that seem to capture me all too well.



How can this be?

Some (many?) of those who come to this blog may not believe me, but I don’t really think everything in the world is about me.

I do, however, keep finding bits of evidence that at least some fairly common things on this planet – like newspaper cartoons – continue to invade my awareness and sum me up better than I ever will be able to.

It happens more and more as I get older. Maybe because the demographic for newspaper readers is becoming not larger – oh no, the stats assure us that’s out of the question – but smaller and older because why would anyone young ever allow themselves to be caught paying attention to anything but the latest media?

Anyway, for better and worse, here I sort of am:

Arlo and Janis by Jimmy Johnson

And here as well, although this at least is a situation affecting (as the host of one of my childhood favorite TV shows, Super Circus, was wont to say), “boys and girls of all ages:”

Reality Check by by Dave Whamond

Oh dear, sorry. I forgot to tell you not to look at the one immediately above. If the world really is all about me, we’ll soon be reading about the alarming drop in sales of everything bagels, don’t you suppose?



4 Daily Cartoons that describe a certain LB – PERFECTLY

More comics from the pages of yours/mine/our daily newspapers demonstrating the kind of wisdom that’s still available via an art form (“pop art form?”) that many people mistakenly refer to as dying, or at the very least, obsolete.

These particular recent examples have one thing in common. Even though I had absolutely nothing to do with their creation, each seems to present a side of myself that I’ve been trying to hide/improve for as long as I can remember.

Let’s keep these little bits of insight just between us, okay?

Lola by Todd Clark
(with a punchline that could’ve been written by – ulp – Ms. G the B)

Another Lola by Todd Clark
(with a punchline that explains why I haven’t done quite as well, business wise, as I always thought I should)

The Elderberries by Corey Pandolph, Phil Frank, & Joe Troise
(with a punchline everyone in my neighborhood greets with an “Amen!”)

Pardon My Planet by Vic Lee)
(With an all too true punchline I’ve been hiding from my readers/viewers for 60 years)



The Wisdom of Daily Cartoons

Recently on Facebook, a terrific human being named Burt Weisberg, who happens to be my longest lasting living friend – since junior high, or was it even earlier than that, Burt?) mentioned that he’d always known I was going to be a successful writer but never thought it would be on the Hollywood side of the Biz.

Knowing of my love for comic books, Burt expected me to make my mark – or at least become a professional – as a writer for Marvel or D.C. And the fact of the matter is that I tried to push myself into the comic book world but never got very far. (I did, however, win a Shazam award back in the 1960s for best amateur short story or some such, finishing ahead of another new writer, a guy named George R.R. Martin. Whatever happened to him?)

One of the reasons I didn’t pursue the comic book business with as much energy as I should have was that I found a terrific agent who sold that winning short story and several others to The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction and introduced me to a genuine Hollywood agent, who got me a film deal and a whole lot of other film and TV work when I was a mere pisher of twenty-three.

Over the years I became way too busy writing and spending the $$$ brought in by writing to read much of anything, let alone comic books, which I greatly regretted, but now that I’ve retired I’ve found another type of panel art that often just blow me away.

I’m talking about the often overlooked/taken for granted art form known as the Daily Comic Strip. (AKA, cartoon.)

In the last couple of weeks I’ve sampled a ton of daily strips and been absolutely stunned by the unexpected wisdom I’ve found in them.

Of course, my definition is along the lines of “Aha! Something I myself feel/am dealing with/have personally experienced, etc” but let’s not go there right now.

Instead, let’s go to the strips that have recently made the biggest impression on me.

Brace yourselves:


The other Coast by Adrian Raeside


Mannequin on the Moon by Ian Boothby & Pia Guerra


Man Overboard by man martin

I’ll have a few more tomorrow because I know, know, know that y’all can hardly wait. And y’all now of course now why you’ve been seeing so many daily comics in this blog since it began not that long ago.