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in between gripping story lines, Mark must always return to Lost Forest…
Oh, the fox went out on a chase one night, Prayed for the moon to give him light, He’d many a mile to go that night, before he reached the town-o… Huh. I guess it’s “Chilly Night” but but we always sang “Chase one night…”
Well, I’m certainly glad that we have that all sorted… at least now we know that the work on the reservation will be sanctioned…
But let’s meet the furry little ferret…
Cute little guy, but apparently hell on earth for prairie dogs…
That’s what happens when you go from the clip-art drawer, panel two, to having to actually draw Mark, panel three.
Couldn’t agree more with the recent comments. Lots of twine to ball up here, and now we have to endure a “little fishing” with the shape-shifting Rusty? Or is this a tease like in days of yore? Recall that Rusty actually got to go fishing on this blogger’s watch- in August of 2013- literally a first…
And it’s showing on Doc’s face! In the last 10 minutes, Trail Time, Doc has aged back to and beyond where he was at the beginning of this story… And Mark looks more and more like Rusty! Eek!
Run, rodent, run! Or you won’t ever get to star in a JLE production!
Now Mark has endorsement deals with Camera Companies? Sort of like Andre Agassi with the Canon Rebel??
And yes! AndysOwner is correct- Doc is looking like Benjamin Button– Aging in reverse… Aside from the white hair around the dome perimeter, his face is looking downright youthful… not the lock-jawed countenance that we have come to know!
That should only takes us a couple of months to endure…
And as Cherry turns her Precious Moments Big Eyes on Mark, we see that they have little effect on him. By the last panel, Cherry is wearing a scowl that would be Cruella DeVille blush…
Oh Doc, you are such a card… as you continue to throw logs on your daughter Cherry’s anxiety fire… A Real Deathtrap! Ha! You are funny as a crutch…
Or the ghost-town could be full of ghosts! We’ll have to find out…
Mark needs to get his high cheekbones and chiseled chin the hell away from Lost Forest, alone this time. Like GEICO saving you 15% on car insurance, it’s what he does. It’s what his readers want…
Whoa… now you just wait a minute, there, Doc. We call you “Doc” because you are a VET, not an MD… can you even be legally administering a tetanus shot to a human being? Why don’t you just go ahead and layer on a vaccine for Rabies and Distemper while you are at it? And unless the Bear stepped on a rusty nail, then what’s the point? I guess we’ll find out tomorrow, unless we do a quick cut to Dirty Dyer on an airplane, crammed into coach, with his Safari hat lowered down over his face…
So much for Johnny Dangerous, I mean Dirty Dyer… or Lee “the Huntress” Hunter. Our story teller is going all Tarantino on us- asymmetrical plot lines that go back and forth in time and finally meet at a point. OK, I can handle that.
So as Mark returns to the quote- scene of the crime -unquote, in SD, home of the Johnny Lone Elk ranch and (apparently) Tornado weather, he will be armed (or bogged down by) his NOAA Weather Radio just in case they can’t see the tornado coming at them from miles across the open prairie. And Cherry will be left behind… muahahahaha! MUAHAHAHA!!
Yes, I think we ought to be very careful in applying that label… Considering the magnitude of disasters lately. Not much will compare to an island blowing up, after all… even if that wasn’t Mark’s fault. And with regard to the “Water-World disaster,” Mark is once again considering the “All’s Well that Ends Well” defense… despite some apparent car damage… But what were the two of them doing at a theme park in the first place? Maybe it was Mark’s Bachelor Party before he finally tied the knot with Cherry…
Mr. Owl sure look annoyed, as if he can hear and understand every word being spoken…But not half as annoyed as Mark Trail’s readership if we don’t start moving this one along a bit…
Girls Gone Wild?
By the look on Mark’s face, he’s had just-about-enough of all this discussion about whether he gets to go hang out with Johnny Lone Elk in South Dakota! Even though he’s never actually said whether or not he’s going! But it sure seems like he is…
And by “disaster” Mark, are we talking natural or man-made? And what could possibly have happened at Wally World that has perhaps gotten you banned for life, at least in Cherry’s mind??
I am not even sure one could call this “Foreshadowing…” More like, “Look at my hand! I’ve got a Full House, Aces over Kings!”
Well, I still like Mark’s chances better than I do that poor rodent, who is about to become a meal, bones and all, for the owl. Ever seen owl scat? It’s fascinating. If you are into that sort of thing. Seriously, it’s comprised of hair, bones, feathers and everything that didn’t dissolve in the owl’s stomach acids…
So c’mon, Cherry, let the guy go! He needs to go punch a tornado or something…
Again, who talks like this?
Does this mean that Cherry is going to go on every trip that Mark takes? Well, that’s not fair to Rusty or Doc, now is it?
OK , didn’t I say enough is enough?! A solid week of nature followed by a solid week of honey-ka-fuddling and bad, syrupy dialogue… can we just get on with a new story, please? I know in the old days Mark wouldn’t even be home for a day or two, or even make time for a pickle tickle, and he’d be gone again, with Cherry and Rusty’s sad eyes in his rear view mirror. I kind of miss that…
As Big-eyes Cherry and Chisel-chin Mark take turns looking out the window and offering up bromides,
we see the Nature preserve that is Lost Forest at its finest!
Even the Apex Predator class is getting in on the act, ready to take down a helpless little deer… and because I spent part of the week in Jury duty (well mostly on call for jury duty…) this reminds me of a scene from My Cousin Vinny… the one with Vinny getting ready to go deer hunting with the Prosecutor…
But seriously… who talks like this?! I guess Mark and Cherry do…
Really, Mark, don’t you think these shallow compliments and offers of empty praise haven’t worn a bit thin over the years? I think it would be sporting of you and Rusty to hop up and offer to do the dishes… but I won’t hold my breath.
Let’s see how much longer it will take before this idyllic scene is shattered by the sound of Mark’s phone going off… sending him away on another assignment! We can only hope for such things. We can only hope that there are interesting characters and an actual plot line that will resolve in 60-90 days… but, again, I won’t hold my breath…
Flapjacks it is! But Pancakes Flambe?
Chery’s looking a sleepy eyed… but boy oh boy… is there anything sexier that Cherry Davis Trail with a big plate of perfectly cooked pancakes??
And what the Hell is up with Rusty? Good lord, he’s looking damaged today… more and more like that Banjo Savant from the movie Deliverance… Oh be kind, though… he doesn’t get out much, and his alcoholic father probably beat him regularly…
And Still…
…more nature…
…some of it out definitely out of range and habitat… but at least we are finally greeted (after a week) with the stirring of human voices…
And who do you suppose is cooking breakfast? Cherry of course, lest we disturb time honored and tested roles… Not to say that men don’t cook, but that’s not the way in the Trailverse. But poor little baby mouse, running after momma in panel two of today’s strip… he’ll never see her again…
And what’s with all the reference to “still, stagnant, and static air?” Hmmm I wonder… guessing that Mr. Allen got out his thesaurus and was also reminded that alliteration is an effective device… Or is this a setup for crushing Rusty’s ideas- “Hey, Mark, want to go sailing?” “Sorry Rusty, the air is still, stagnant and static today… guess we’ll have to pass on that idea…”
Just waiting…
…for something…
…to happen.
Although I wasn’t aware that Beavers were eligible for glass prosthetic eyes… Lost Forest must have quite the benefits package… either that or Doc has been experimenting somewhere between “catch” and “release…”
Poor Mark!! Imagine people on the internet being snide and sarcastic! That never happens!
And we are certainly getting our fill of Nature this week! B-roll of all manner of Fauna and Fowl… hmmm… makes me wonder what’s for dinner…
It takes six months to burn through an afternoon in Hawaii, but in the space of three days, Mark has written his article, Bill has edited the article, put it in the very next issue of Woods and Wildlife Magazine, the issue went to the printers, hit the newsstands and mailboxes of faithful readers who apparently took the time to write the magazine and tell them how much they loved it! My head is spinning.
But how sad Mark looks at the prospect of being an on-line phenom… Cherry is stricken… as if the Internet is full of trolls (ok, it is…) but that they would all sharpen their forks and knives for Mark! Poor Mark, he’s only known approbation in his sheltered life, he only hears how great he is! Now his flanks are exposed to the global zeitgeist! How will humanity respond? With a yawn, I’d reckon… I mean, really? What it takes to have a breakthrough, to go even moderately viral, is staggering… or just being lucky, or filling the frame with kittens and puppies… but who knows, maybe Mark will be a hit there, too…
Seriously. I just noticed the resemblance… Sure, you all know who I am talking about, right? Eugene Levy, Actor, Writer, Producer, recently of the comedy serial “Up Schitt’s Creek?” Perhaps most famous for his early days on SCTV, the “American Pie” franchise, and the guy with (literally) two left feet in “Best in Show.” Anyway… eyebrows. Even Doc’s are prominent and jet-black…
So it’s come to this, campers… 50 words on eyebrows. That’s all I got…
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