How did Mark miss Rusty’s interest in cryptids, or even his attempts to find one in Oregon? Oh, maybe it was because Mark was focused on his current project at the time, and nothing comes between Mark and his Calvins . . . er, project. But, better late than never. Right, Mark?

Will Mark attempt to patronize Rusty in hopes of getting some brownie points? He certainly looks like he’s trying too hard. I suspect we are seeing some of Rivera’s social politics leaking through the newsprint.

Is this going to be an actual adventure or merely an extended sidebar that will get thrust aside with a phone call or email? I’ve rolled the dice on it being a real story, and it might be if Mark gets involved in Rusty’s quest. But if he doesn’t, the story will likely be a part-time filler, as we saw in the Oregon Trails story, and that’s a shame. It would cool if they both go on Rusty’s adventure and something bigger and more dangerous or criminal surfaces instead.

Well, okay then! Maybe we’re going to get the sequel to the Seaside Spector hunt and see Rusty get another shot at adventure stardom. It’s a bit early to say, but we can hope. Not surprising, the “Bassigator” is a known cryptid figure of the Real World, so to speak. Its nickname is “Buford”. There is even a tourist attraction of a constructed Bassigator in the Abita Mystery House in Abita Springs, LA, assuming it survives the really bad weather.

But why would Mark be gob smacked about Rusty’s cryptid kick? After all, he was already exposed to it during the Oregon pseudo-vacation trip.

(I managed to drive to Virginia from Minnesota last week, always one day ahead of the storms sweeping across the country. It’s a bit chilly and sometimes rainy, but nothing like the mess back in Minnesnowda.)

This is painful to see; not because the art is bad, or the writing is poor. But watching Mark trying to be Rusty’s friendly dad is not easy. And what is also curious is why Rusty and Mark are raking leaves when they live in a log cabin in the woods. Environmentally conscious Mark would not support a yard made up of Kentucky Bluegrass, would he?

Still, I shouldn’t kick too much as I’ve generally applauded Rivera for delving further into Mark’s family than her predecessors normally did and giving them more face time, so to speak. But I’d much rather see Rusty become the star of his own story, more than he was with the seaside cryptid in Oregon, an adventure that failed to gain real traction. James Allen did a good turn with Rusty down in Mexico a few years back, so I hope Rivera will try again.

So, we have learned over time that Rivera likes to put Mark into situations that are not his usual go-to projects. This makes him sometimes look incompetent, blustering, or just plain clueless. In some ways, I think it is a good idea, as it can stretch Mark’s story options. But it can also just make Mark look like a sap, rather than a successful journalist and environmental avenger. Here, Mark continues to play out-of-touch dad. Mark tries to rebuild his relationship with Rusty, while overplaying his hand.

At first, I thought this Rusty-and-Mark situation was just going to be another comedic interlude. Maybe, but we are now into the third week, so I think it qualifies as at least a mini adventure on its own.

This sitcom-ish morality play gives the impression that it is ending on a typically corny bit of self-parody. However, I don’t recall much in the way of heroic action on Mark’s part, lately.

If this was a sitcom, it would cut to commercials, then return for a brief epilog, perhaps Rusty and Mark exiting the theater together, as Rusty tells Mark what a great time he had going to the movies. Or Mark would be chatting up the actions of the superhero, whereupon Rusty would say something really treacly and overly sentimental about Mark. Mark would then ask Rusty if he wants to stop at the ice cream parlor for a cone of Rocky Road…wait. That’s Ozzy Nelson’s trademark.

I’m guessing readers will get the reference here, since I’m not convinced that the younger set is thronging to this updated comic strip. Has anybody seen any stats on readership?

Well, shucks! I reckon that Mark still doesn’t get it. Clearly, he thinks the problem was just the timing. So, taking Rusty fishing later in the day or evening must be the right ticket. When I was around Rusty’s age, dad sometimes took my brother and me to the steel pier at Virginia Beach at night, where we would fish all night long until about dawn. Now, that was an adventure! But getting up at the crack of dawn? I would have been with Rusty on that one!

Perhaps Rivera is channeling TV sitcoms, where the dad has his heart in the right place but is clueless when it comes to raising kids.

Rivera gets knocked for her art, but I think there is more honest emotion and affection in Cherry’s face in panel 3 than you’ll find in any of the pre-Rivera images of Cherry. Of course, consistency is tough, and the awkward image of Mark in panel 1 is not easy to overlook.

I reckon Rivera has finally put to bed the long-running joke we’ve enjoyed of Mark never getting around to taking his son fishing. Seems Rusty has moved on, while Mark—and the rest of us readers—have been stuck in the past. Time to quit looking backwards.

Okay, so Mark is fixated on the obvious and incorrect problem. Didja notice that whenever Mark walks, it’s more like he is marching?

And Rivera is on to Mark’s mental myopia. But from Cherry’s responses, it doesn’t sound at all like she was on that trip. So, who were the other people on the boat? Cliff and some of the de-bait team?

All right, now. The image of a fish floating on top of the water in panel 1 suggests that maybe Rivera has been looking at ancient Egyptian art, like the detail of a tomb wall painting, on the left.

(detail from a portion of a tomb painting stripped from the tomb of Nebamun. Egypt, New Kingdom, c. 1400 B.C.E).

Anyway, it’s clear from Cherry’s own mental imagery that she may also be mistaken in her diagnosis. Either Mark or Cherry could be correct, but as a clueless father, myself, I’m thinking they are both wrong.

What do you think? Leave your answers in the Comments.

Sorry, Mark! Rusty is no longer an 8-year old boy, hanging on to every empty promise you made. After years of putting him off, I think Rusty has new aspirations. And I’m not sure that the idyllic image in your head of you two enjoying a heartwarming father-and-son fishing trip matches up with the cold reality of a chilly predawn boat ride. This isn’t the 1950s anymore, and Rusty doesn’t wear a coonskin cap.

On a positive note, it’s at least interesting to see that Rivera has invested the Trail family with a more complex set of relationships, wherein Rusty seems more like a real kid. Maybe Mark might score more points with the kid by taking him on one of his assignments. After all, Mark has done so before, in his earlier incarnation, that is. But take note:  The trip to Oregon was a vacation, not an assignment.

Onomatopoeia. This is the literary convention of creating and using words that mimic sounds, such as “squeak”, “hiss”, and “Ka-Boom!” Rivera’s noteworthy contribution is the creation—or use of—everyday words as sound effects. While “SLAM” is a standard sound effect label, “WALK” is one of Rivera’s own, along with earlier instances, such as “STOP!” (for a car coming to a quick stop) and “CLENCH!” (for a fist clenching), as used in earlier stories.

Now, “WALK” certainly seems to suggest a deliberately aggressive walk, resulting in a distinct sound of feet slamming the floor. Rusty’s posture suggests such an interpretation. It is more interesting than the traditional “STOMP! STOMP!” But is it more than this? It could be a symbol for a sound that we must complete in our head; we each may have our own impression of that sound. Or maybe it’s a bit of satire. Your thoughts?

Finally, it is interesting that Rivera uses a similar visual “syntax” for both sound effects. The bordered orange “SLAM” effect actually appears like a fitted overlay to Rusty’s door, implying that the sound fully incased it. An inventive solution.

Uh-oh. The revived drawing style didn’t last long. We’re moving back to stick figures again, along with lame humor. I suppose with that setup line in panel 3, Mark’s phone will ring in tomorrow’s strip.

I also thought it was amazing that Mark could open the front door simply by pushing on it. Either he is really strong or that’s one crappy door frame! Then I looked more closely and noticed the door has no lockset.