Shocking Development:  Lawn Libation is more reactive than soda pop.

We may as well assume that the two pennies were equally dirty in the same way. Perhaps the pennies came from Doc’s cache of penny jars hidden in a closet. In any event, I reckon it is pointless to get picky. I’m no scientist.  Sure, it is proper to determine the potency of the lawn chemical, but if you don’t have a proper lab (what vet would?), then this basic “Mr. Wizard” experiment will have to do for a start.

The real point is that the story is moving along with Doc and Cherry performing an analysis to discover if the lawn chemical might be the cause of the rash. Cleaning a penny quickly is not exactly proof of causation, but it’s a start. A gold star to Cherry for making the initial connection.

I wonder if Rivera is going to give Cherry a second week or jump us back to the more problematic Texas Tiger Zoo and Spa adventure with Mark “Call me Slim” Trail, Rex Scorpius, and Diana Daggers.

Science is neat!

We finally move on to serious analysis. Hoo-boy! But first, it’s hard to get past that oddly designed first panel with the angled desktop, with Doc’s somewhat flattened figure. Drawing an axonometric view can be difficult, as we see. Unfortunately, Doc’s pose and angle does not follow the same angle as the desk, making it all look really awkward.

Okay, moving on to the analysis. I’m certainly no scientist, but one test bed is called the control, but Doc/Rivera calls the other test bed an experiment. Aren’t both test beds part of the experiment? Well, at least Doc appears to follow standard testing procedures.

Second, is the speed of cleaning a penny a determinant of anything? I presume Doc means a quicker clean may be a dirtier cleaner (i.e., worse for animals?). But is the reaction of a metal coin a valid predictor for the reaction of skin and fur? I reckon I should have paid more attention in biology class!

How about reading the label?

This is what passes for scientific research, huh? “If it smells bad for humans, how can animals stand it?” Well, cat food smells bad to humans. How can cats like that stuff?

Testing? Testing is good. Doc says that the first test is for corrosion. Hmmm, Cherry, how is a penny like the skin or fur of an animal? Don’t know? Well, I mean…! Wait, neither do I.

Oh, I get it:  If it corrodes a penny (certainly, tougher than an animal’s skin), then it could certainly be capable of harming a pet’s skin. So, you could say it is possible, but that doesn’t prove the lawn care product is directly responsible. Or could you?

Maybe Doc could try reading the label on the bottle to see if the ingredients are listed, though I doubt Honest Ernest took the trouble to go through the EPA first. In any event, I’m interested to see the results.

“Shocking”? I don’t think that means what you think it means.

Wait, those animals were not hurt at the clinic, Cherry. I’m sure you meant to say, “I found a clue to what hurt the animals that were brought to your clinic last week.” You see the difference, Cherry? I don’t think you want to paint your dad as an animal abuser, right? What’s that? The text won’t fit the space?! Get rid of the unnecessary text box!

Still, there must be something to that potion, as Cherry’s body in panel 3 seems to be getting more ripped than she looks in panel 2.  Of course, it just might be the light. Even though Doc doesn’t seem to know the safer method for detecting odors, let’s hope he still has the ability to analyze the chemicals.

You don’t bring me biscuits, any more

I have what some people might call an unnatural love for milk. Maybe it’s dairy in general, because I also love cheese, ice cream, and chocolate malts; the latter being a combination of milk, ice cream, and heaps of malt powder well-blended into a concoction so enticingly satisfying that I believe it should be classified as a new food group. If you are going to get all huffy about that idea, we can always pump in a few nutrients, as long as they don’t affect the taste. And it’s not as if I’m downing malts and cones every week, either. But what does any of this have to do with Mark Trail, you ask? Not much, but it keeps me from asking impertinent questions about it, such as:

  • Does Doc eat lunch if Cherry does not show up?
  • Why does Cherry have such poor posture, as in panel 1?
  • Why is Cherry wearing a “Crazy Cherry” mask in panel 4? I mean, that can’t be her actual face, of course.  See how that jaw line runs up the whole side of the face and past the ear, rather than stopping just under the ear? And the expression frankly looks homicidal. Not a cheery Cherry face!

At least, Cherry seems to be getting to Honest Ernest’s home brewed poison! Let’s hope Doc has the wherewithal and lab equipment to test this stuff. Perhaps Cherry laced Doc’s lunch with that stuff to see if he breaks out.

Doc Davis Slings Slang

Will Cherry get just one week this time, or two? It would be nice to see some progress here. At least, Rivera’s pacing is a bit faster than Allen’s. On the other hand, nice to see some of the standard “Mark Trail” wildlife dropping by, this time without staring stupidly at us for a change.

But now that the pleasantries are over with, it’s time for some drama and action. As I recall, Cherry (or Doc) was going to analyze Honest Ernest’s “Lawn Libation” lawn treatment to see if it might be contributing to the animal rash going around.

The Week in Review and the Sunday Nature Chat

Once again, here is the weekly recap for people too lazy, too busy, or just too pissed to read the dailies for the past week, but secretly hope that Jules Rivera will start drawing like Jack Elrod! This week Diana Daggers and Mark drove from the airport to one of Rex Scorpius’s video shoots. Still dressed in his “Yes, I’m a yahoo” faux western garb and talking like a rube tourist from Ohio, Rex dismissed Mark and got on to his assignment:  herding a gaggle of Canada geese hanging out on some goofball musician’s front yard (He might want to hook up with Reptilionnaire. I think they’re made for each other!) Mark was spellbound by what was otherwise a mundane task, when you have 4 or 5 other people helping you. In spite of Mark’s obsequious behavior, Rex again brushed him off and headed back to the motel for the night.

I’m not sure what Rivera’s point here is. Mark could have arrived on set as a straight-shooting, no-nonsense pro, giving Rex a favorable first impression as somebody he could work with and even depend on. Instead, Rivera portrayed Mark as a hick. Even this Mark Trail deserves better. If this is some kind of reverse-psychology stunt or Jedi mind-trick, it does not look promising. More promising might be today’s nature discussion.

What a surprising topic…!  Well, Mark didn’t exactly say how to get the geese off your lawn. If it were me, I’d find something they like to eat and throw it into a neighbor’s yard.

As for Mark’s smug closing comment, I’d say he is wrong. City dwellers (as if Mark would know) don’t have much of any territory, so territorial behavior doesn’t go far. Now, those who live in suburbs and rural areas definitely are territorial when it comes to their property. And they let you know.

Annnnnnd . . . . . that’s a wrap.

One would think that, after getting dressed down by Diana, Mark would have at least ditched the stupid hat and neckerchief so he wouldn’t look like a dorky tourist. But why does Rivera portray Mark as a clueless goober once again? He played the clueless old dude in his Land Shrimp adventure. Clearly, Rex is not impressed with Mark, while Rivera once again indulges in one of those “cute” puns she likes to use. “Came for the brush”?

As for locking down the geese, Mark seems easily impressed.

Otherwise, we’re seeing no chemistry yet between Mark and Rex. I reckon that is going to be part of the evolving plot. At a crucial point, they will have to depend on each other, right? Alas, things should really go swell at the roadside zoo.

No more goose jokes, please!

Well, I’ll stop doing them. I see the team got the geese contained. And Mark stayed out of it, thank goodness. But did they move the geese to another yard, first? If not, how does this help the keytarist? I presume the geese are still honking. In fact, they’re probably honking a lot more! I’m surprised Jimmy Songbird, the keytarist, isn’t taking advantage of the situation by working on a way to incorporate the goose honks into a song. I remember the old Herb Albert and the Tijuana Brass song (Tijuanna Taxi) with a taxi klaxon that sounds something like a goose. 

Story-wise, I suppose Rivera has to establish Rex’s bona fides as a true video animal wrangler star. I don’t necessarily see any signs of his supposed depression, so that clearly isn’t the point here. Maybe Mark will get inspired to start his own video gig to enhance his visibility and earn some extra cash.

Honk if you love geese!

Well, here is a chance for Mark to gain some street cred, if he has a mind to help Rex, and assuming Rex wants the help. We can see signs of Mark’s growing impatience in the last panel, as if Mark has an “I can fix this!” pulse quivering up the back of his neck.

Diana told Mark earlier that Rex has depression issues, so I’m thinking that if Mark interferes, it will not exactly build up Rex’s self-confidence. Just bite your tongue and stay put, Mark! Well, if this fails, there is still time for the Kaytarist of Hamelin approach.

“But first a few words from our sponsor, Canada Dry….”

No, Jimmy Songbird is not speaking in some kind of bad dialect. The Keytar is the actual name of this instrument, which is kind of a keyboard slung around the next like a regular electronic guitar. I remember seeing Edgar Winter use this instrument in his earlier shows. Never cared for the instrument, myself, but so what? I wasn’t a professional musician.

Still, how is Rex going to confront these geese and get them moved:  Make friends with the geese and cage them? Get Jimmy to pretend to be the Pied Piper? Put up a yard sign stating, “Geese Hunting in Season!

I reckon we’ll just have to wait and see; that is, unless Mark gets a brilliant idea and winds up creating chaos on the set.

Why is Mark suddenly such a dork?

Mark’s clumsy dialog is clearly mirrored in the equally clumsy artwork, which continues to befuddle me. How the art can go from decent to awkward so quickly is a mystery. By the way, I don’t expect that being presented as a writer for Teen Girl Sparkle will do much to enhance Mark’s reputation or standing with Rex.

Actually, I’m a bit surprised that anybody who has had contact with Canada geese actually likes Canada geese. But I do like some of Rivera’s labels: “Animal Rexpertise” is clever!

Neither adorable nor dashing

Today’s strip may do very little to win over long-time Trailheads (which Rivera probably gave up on some time ago) but will probably also do as little to bring in new readers, who will think that Mark is just a real jerk. If the best Rivera can do is turn Mark into her own parody of Woody from Toy Story, then I wonder if she has seriously miscalculated.

From a story angle, Mark’s odd behavior would seem do work against giving Rex any reason for building trust, which is presumably necessary to help keep Rex out of the cult. From a selfish point of view, Mark’s appearance and action certainly shoots holes in my presumption that this would be a more serious story. On the other hand, perhaps this is a deliberate act on Mark’s part to keep suspicion off of him and make him appear impotent. Okay, I’ll reserve further judgement and see how the week pans out.

The Week in Review and the Sunday Nature Chat

In case you missed the strips this past week there was some rootin’, tootin’ silliness as well as some confessions and plot developments. Mark arrived in Houston International Airport dressed up like a dude cowboy at a square dance. He was met, not by Rex Scorpius, but by Diana Daggers, who happens to be the film producer for the Rex Scorpius Streaming Show.  After a bit of snarking on Mark’s wardrobe, they drove off in her car. Then Diana revealed the real purpose of Mark’s assignment.

While the tiger roadside zoo is real, Daggers got her friend Amy Lee to give the job to Mark because she wants his help saving Rex from the clutches of a cult that is behind this roadside zoo. Apparently, Rex has confidence issues that make him vulnerable. I get the feeling that Rex is a bit more than a paycheck to Diana, but that’s just a guess. The bottom line is that this story has taken on a decidedly more serious angle, while Diana is showing a few signs of humility. Well, that’s the week. And now for something else.

HahHah! Funny title panel today: Mark Trail=Shark Trail. The things you can do with seaweed!  Rivera must think (most of) her audience is informed enough to know the annual celebration day of sharks (as mentioned in the last panel), which is July 14 (Shark Awareness Day). Not me, I had to look that up! I thought shark awareness day was any time you re-watched Jaws.

Rivera’s points are all good, though I think most also apply (aside from “finning”) to just about every other sea-born creature. I have no idea how we will be able to clean up the plastics in the ocean. I do not understand why some countries continue to dump trash into the ocean, as if it will somehow dissolve in the water. We’ll probably find cures for cancer before we figure out how to safely deal with trash.

When in a funk, just join a cult!

Wait, is that Caroline in the background of panel 3, before she hooked up with Honest Ernest? Well, maybe not. Anyway, seems Diana has a back-history of losing clients to cults. Perhaps she might be influencing their depression, as warmth and charm are not her strong points. But she certainly has no talent for saving them from cults! What about Mark? I don’t recall seeing that particular skill on his resume.  Still, this is the Mark Trail comic strip, so we must hope for the best.

Some readers might be hoping to see some long-awaited-for fists-o-justice action in this assignment, but having seen Mark go up against Professor Bee Sharp, I’m hoping Mark wisely brought along a holster filled with a Colt .44-40 and plenty of ammunition. It doesn’t sound like this lion zoo cult is filled with washed-up hippies.

Daggers drops the shades

It’s not every day we see Diana Daggers sans shades, so this assignment is clearly important to her, at least. And we now learn that Diana’s objective all along is saving Rex. Is their relationship more than professional, or has Diana gone full-tilt altruistic?

But Mark is a nature journalist, not a commando. Does Diana think Mark can expose enough of the cult’s practices to bring Rex around? You’d think Diana could do that herself. After all, why should Rex trust a stranger, especially one dressed like Sheriff Woody? The plot possibilities are piling up!

Still, Mark might want to watch his backside. Perhaps it is Diana that is part of the cult, and she has developed this negative feeling about men. Maybe Professor Bee Sharp’s betrayal put her over the edge. And now, she could be luring men into this strange cult. Tigers have to be fed, of course.

Deep Fake

Thank goodness Rivera is adding more layers of complexity to the story, as well as avoiding the macho driver put-down I wondered about yesterday. I don’t mind being wrong. But I’m glad to see the plot take on some surprising turns, rather than sticking with the original farce of an assignment.

So, the roadside zoo assignment is a blind and Rex is the actual assignment. We’ve been getting a more nuanced view of Diana for the past few stories, beyond the cartoon tough gal image she originally portrayed back in Palm Springs. It seems somewhat incredulous that Amy and Diana just happen to be childhood friends, but still, why not? After all, how incredulous was it that Cricket Bro turned out to be Mark’s childhood nemesis, Rob Bettancourt? Okay, don’t answer that!

Mark’s other editor, Rafael, also knows Diana, which further explains her frequent appearances. Still, I hope this is all of Diana for a while. Mark needs new people to interact with. So does this strip!

Buckle up, readers!

So, Diana is in charge? At least we know how and why she met Mark at the airport. I’m going to take a wild guess that this is not LAX, since there are so few people in the terminal and there is no way a car could just park right outside, all by itself without getting towed.

I notice that Diana is on the passenger side of the car in panels 3 and 4, opposite Mark. Another big limb here, but I’m thinking that Rivera is setting us up for some misogynistic “I’m a guy so I’ll drive” trope humor.

A good time to go get a snack, folks

It’s one of those time-wasting submissions today. For some reason, Diana Daggers seems to have become somewhat like Kelley Welly in this rebooted strip, always unexpectedly showing up to interfere in Mark’s assignments, but not getting chased off.

Rivera has introduced at least twenty new secondary characters (those with speaking roles) in the strip, but that seems hard to believe, when we keep seeing the same three or four. Isn’t Rex Scorpius enough of a character? Or is Rivera suggesting it is Mark that needs the character support here? Sure, Daggers has interesting qualities as a supporting character. But over-exposure will almost certainly dilute her edginess.

Houston, you have a problem

Really!? Really!? Rivera has to make Mark look and sound like a friggin’ dork tourist attending a taping of Austin City Limits. Why? Is there a purpose, other than a cheap laugh?  And once again, we see signs of haste and carelessness in the artwork, from Mark’s flattened and spindly figure in panel 2 (which exhibits all the quality of Bazooka Joe comics) to the sloppily drawn windows in panel 3. Yet, panel 1 is quite decent and a strong contrast to the other two.

I don’t think an international airport would allow trees within a quarter mile of its runways, but they do provide attractive scenery, so the artistic license is appreciated.

As for the big surprise, there was nothing in the assignment that mentioned Diana Daggers showing up (again).  So, where is this Rex Scorpius dude? Or is Daggers now working for him? I know I have argued many times about the validity of satire in this strip, but I admit that it would be nice, once in a while, to have a serious episode, just to break things up a bit. This is not one of those times.