And… Action!

OK!  We are finally coming to the climax!    Not that we’ll ever get to see a prairie dog or a black-footed ferret!

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As if…

Looks like in panel one Sheriff Stober has mastered the art of ventriloquism…  The words come out, but the lips aren’t moving!  But in panel two the right-eye-dominant lawman has a bead on Ol’ Baldy and Blondie! I feel the end coming!  It can’t be more than a couple of weeks now, kids!!

Two guns?

What the – !?

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And had we noticed before that Blondie is also a leftie?  A southpaw?  Depending on the source, and who knows whether a study has ever actually been done, estimates indicate a range from 10-15% of the general population that is left-handed.  Seems like my life is full of lefties, though… my wife, mom, grandpa, two cousins, two of the four people who report to me at work, not to mention my boss… and it seems that my rate of discovery is only increasing… I was in a meeting the other day with 8 people in the room and 5 were taking notes with their left hands!!  I am hopelessly right handed, for the record.

So with the tried and true “I’ve got a bad feeling about this!” Mark is now being marched at double-gunpoint to some airstrip that by pure circumstance happens to be near the ghost town…  with Sheriff and Johnny skulking about in the shadows…

OK, gross…

I saw yesterday’s strip and had to move on…

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I mean really?  I’m no Calvinist, but I really don’t need to see a full frame close-up of Sheriff Stober’s swimsuit area…  and vague references to his “pistols.”

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So now that Johnny is all gunned up and ready for a shootout, Sheriff is hoping that they just roll up like a pill bug and surrender…  Not likely, though, as Baldie is itching for a fight, and it appears that he’s not going to let anyone get between him and his money…   or the money that he claims to be his…  I mean how much are we talking, really?  Assuming he has to split it among his accomplices, even if there is now one less,  there probably isn’t enough to last him past a good bender or two, at which point he’s back on the robber circuit doing this all over again…

To the comments that pop up periodically questioning the “logic,” or lack thereof, concerning the hopelessly meandering and non-sequitur quality of the plot line, I hear you.  I guess I’ve been beaten into submission and accepted that they won’t tie up, or off… unless they do in a subsequent story arc, the way that Dr. Joyce first appeared in the Mississippi Ken and Barbie adventure only to have her show up in the Badlands…  And remember, that this going-on-a-year long slog has only covered roughly two days in real time, so when you look at it that way, there is always going to be “plenty of time” to bring seemingly meaningless plot points together…

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Goodness, Mark, you are such a bore…  an absolute Buzz Killington…

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So where’s your NOAA Weather Radio?  Pretty sure you don’t leave home without it… or at least the App…  Why don’t you help Baldie download it onto his phone, that way he’d have up-to-the-minute information about weather conditions in the local area!  And his safety would be assured!  Because if there’s one thing we have to do, it’s make sure that no one gets hurt!!  Poor Baldie… he never figured on what would happen once he stepped into the Trailverse… Once you check in, it’s awfully difficult to check out…  I know from personal experience.

I wonder if North American/King Features Syndicate knows that Mark is still shilling for NOAA??

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Mark, why must you be this way?

Be right all the time?  Know more than everyone else? Care about bank robbers and kidnappers? OK, that last one is new.  In the olden days Mark would have punched his way out of there, leaving a Trail (ha!) of teeth and spittle…

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But what is he talking about?  The mere arrival of clear skies does not mean the coast is clear?  That there is smooth sailing? That the small craft warning has been lifted?  OK, too many nautical references in the middle of the prairie…  but I guess that’s what he’s getting at…

Truer words have never been uttered…

… yup, time to WRAP THIS UP…

By now I am sure that Johnny is sick and tired of being nothing but a setup man for Sheriff Strober’s (Stober’s?) one-liners…  “I’m a bit slow and can’t see things the way you do, Sheriff…”  “That’s OK, Johnny, that’s why you are here… to make me look good.”

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Who else would it be, Johnny?  Hmmm?

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So the sun does shine in South Dakota.  Well, you’d never know it by the last few months, which felt more like a monsoon season…

But… uh… yea.  Sure.  I bet your cell/data plan is all that… able raise a signal in the middle of the Black Hills…  But then maybe he has Verizon… They always claim to cover the boondocks…  It’s that 1 or 2 percent better than the other plans…  Looks like Baldy is snapping a selfie in panel three…

Well, duh?

Oh the ink and time that is wasted on idle and meaningless prattle…

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…but when the medium is largely digital, there is no cost, other than time… which as I pointed out yesterday is exceedingly precious, especially in light of recent events…  We never know when our number is up, when fate or evil will strike…

I went to a Celebration Mass last week for a co-worker’s father…  65 years old.  Heart attack while hiking, for god’s sake… While it was largely a traditional Mass, the service closed with a quote from Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse 5, wherein Billy Pilgrim becomes “unstuck in time” and travels to the planet Tralfamadore and learns that time is meaningless.  He learns that everything that has happened , is happening or will happen is actually all there in real time…  that “death” as we know it, doesn’t carry the weight we think it does.  Tell that to the people who were just mowed down…  and those left behind to deal with it.