ME; “Whats this…..’Always wet your hands before handling a trout’?!”
DUSTY: “I KNOW!!!!!! Isn’t it great?”
ME: “And check that last panel! Nikki’s alreadty looking more like Rex! He’s suddenly dark and dashing and the blonde hair is totally missing!”
DUSTY: “Oh, he WILL be 10 years older by the time they’re done with this trip…”
Maan. I’ve had to resort to online searching to get my Gil fix. Poor Cully Vale is obviously mentally disabled, and the whole killing somebody scenario is so “Of Mice And men.”
i squeezed him and squeezed him and squeezed him. Oh, no wait…..i body slammed him.
I appreciate all of the effort that obviously went into the revamp and update of the Gazette’s overall appearance, but I was COMPLETELYDISMAYED to see that Gil Thorp has been snatched from the pages of the sports section!Seriously.Gil Thorp is…..is….how can I even explain what Gil Thorp means to its faithful readers?Granted, we may be few in number, but we are fierce in our loyalties.I cannot comprehend how a strip like Curtis, which doesn’t even succeed in its supposed goal of being “funny” and lately seems to have revolved around a masturbation storyline, is allowed to stay in the pages of your publication while Gil Thorp, the most successfully (though likely unintentionally) Dadaist strip since Bushmiller’s Nancy, is tossed by the wayside.
I know I’m not the only one who will be saddened by this turn of events. Even as we speak, a local musical combo is preparing to release a song that pays homage to the Gail Martin storyline that ran throughout this summer’s Gil Thorp panels.Must this be a melancholy swan song to a loyalty that has passed?The people of Kalamazoo demand to know what the people of Milford are up to!Am I forced to use the computer to find out?!Must I lose the daily ink-stigmata that come from clutching the sports section in my hot sweaty hands in anticipation of the wonders of savant-style drawing and inscrutable storytelling that is Gil Thorp? Say it ain’t so.
DumpBC.Dump Curtis.Dump the eternally annoying, insulting, gender-stereotype-perpetuating Cathy, a strip that makes me want to tear out my own hair in rage and frustration on a daily basis. But for the love of mike, please don’t dump Gil Thorp.
Outraged I was, and outraged I remain! Here’s a little sample of the email I shot off to Sports Editor Howard Thomas over my oatmeal this morning…
Mr. Thomas –
While I have been enjoying the new “updated” version of the Kalamazoo Gazette, my perusal of Monday’s sports section resulted in a great deal of alarm. To put it bluntly, sir, where is Gil Thorp? Now I realize that there have been a number of changes to your section, and that the masterfully depicted trials and travails of Milford High might have somehow slipped through the cracks as you roll out the first revamped section or two, but please tell me the glaring Gil Thorp omission is not a permanent change.
Who wasn’t riveted by the excitement of Coach Kaz solving the mystery of Gail Martin’s stalker? Who doesn’t love that plucky one-legged boxer, Bill Ritter? Didn’t we all hang our collective heads in shame when Stomy Hicks and Sean Pettibone resorted to subterfuge to gain entrance to the military academy? Wasn’t Clambake an inspiration to children everywhere and a beacon of hope in the face of racial injustice? Is the Sports section of the Kalamazoo Gazette really forcing a faithful reader away from the paper and thrusting me toward the internet to find out what mystery surrounds Cully Vale?
With its crudely drawn characters, disjointed perspectives, contrived and sometimes non-sequential plotlines, and baffling motion lines that turn scene after scene into Escher-esque impossibility, Gil Thorp consistently ranks as one of my Top 5 daily reads. Gil Thorp is comics vérité! How could such a compelling strip be eliminated, whilst dusty Peanuts reruns and BC rehashes remain? I urge you to correct this injustice forthwith, and return Gil Thorp to its rightful newsprint glory!
I hate to break it to everybody, but do you realize that with the advent of the Gazette’s latest redesign, GILTHORP is NOLONGERINOURPAPER?!?!?!?!?
It’s like the release of Tarzana Nights will be a sort of melancholy swan song to our special, special times having an actual local connection to Milford and its residents.
In an effort to continue bringing our favorite comix into the three-dimensional world, Dusty is currently lobbying for the two of us to quit our jobs and open a BUMBOAT franchise.
Curently serving humble pie!!!!!
I just thought of something! maybe young Dr Corey’s romantic callousness and Mary’s scolding thereof will bring about a sort of “man in the mirror” moment for Mary, wherein she realizes that she’s harshing out young Dr Corey for treating his conquests the same way she treated Aldo! She spurned the HELL out him without supplying him with an explanation that he found satisfying! maybe this dullsville patch is going to bring out a welcome rush of Aldo-niscing. God. We can dream.
i absolutely cannot believe how boring Mary W is right now. GOD! yesterday (or was it the day before?) the most exciting thing was that there was a panel featuring a closeup of young Dr. Corey while Mary harangued him and he looked absolutely NOTHING like he has looked in any other depiction. it was weird. Was it supposed to be some sort of allegorical insight into the twisted inner self who thinks its better to string young ladies along than to fess up to lovin’ another?!
And where the hell are Tobey and Beardo these days, anyway?
Still mourning Aldo, I remain: Dingey
I think you’re right! Or is Abby in Judge Parker the one that has BRAINCANCER?
Is Apartment 3G still having that nutty story line about the dumb blonde artist who is supposedly being romanced by the ghost of Albert Pinkham Ryder?
ALSO—Dusty suggested, based on my obsession, that I should start clipping and keeping Rex Morgan panels featuring ABBY for an as-yet-to-be-determined art project. If any of you comicheads would be interested in providing additional Abbys, I’d promise not to jump on you or bark next time I see you.
Worth-watchers! Can you feel the Aldo mania returning? Who wants to lay bets about how long they’ll drag out THIS little side story about mary’s unresolved guilt?! A week? Two weeks? Another month or two? With the Noh drama pacing and the input of two (!) artists, who knows? How long, lord, how long? Thanks a LOT, Ella Byrd! You and your hunches need to stop yer dawdling and vacate Charterstone ay-sap.!
Submitted by redstarwraith on Mon, 11/13/2006 - 7:37pm.
Gods NO! I refuse to watch an Aldo Nova video!!! Ahhhhh! I had to see him once at Wings Stadium. He opened for Cheap Trick. I've done my "Aldo time"! Never again!
i thought this thread was going to be about the real "aldo"….aldo ray…..who i was going to post was my biggest celebrity crush….green berets anyone?….hes fucking hot…..his gutteral voice makes me want to tongue kiss him…..often…..
speaking of kiss….aldo nova is the only other rocker that i can think of that shot lasers out of his guitar……who else shoots lasers out of their guitars?…not audio lasers….but laser lasers….
Mark Pzzzeeeeeeeters can shoot lasers out of his guitar.
Dan, the owner of Radio Kilroy told me that he saw Aldo Nova at an outdoor, BYOB venue. He said Aldo sucked so he chucked a full can of beer at Aldo. The beer can was heading straight for Aldo's face while he was singing on the mic. Aldo saw the beer can, ducked and went back to singing.
Aldo, NOOOOO! Also, when I clicked on this thread, why did the Google ad on the side say "God Is Love—experience a 60-second video about God's love for YOU."??????? Is Aldo reaching out to me from beyond? Telling me to throw away the johnny Walker I keep in my glove compartment?
Submitted by wizzybit on Mon, 09/25/2006 - 7:47pm.
There was much discussion of Zombie Aldo on Joshreads. Watch your brains while you sleep! And apparently, while you read the newspaper…..
Wait, that made it sound like I thought you were all brainless when I really meant…
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ALDOOOOOOOOOOOO! You were even better than the lady that broke the swan figurine and the fence post guy in Rex Morgan! I don't even get Apartment 3G! I mean, do those women even have individual personalities? I shall now have to console myself with Raju on Judge Parker, but I think he's going to go back to India after he gets all new clothes. It's just not the same as Captain Kangaroo-alike stalkers that love Johnny Walker.
It certainly looks as if the oven mitts are off now in “Mary Worth.”
Also, can anyone explain “Judge Parker” to me? Is there actually a judge involved? Are all those women smitten with the same man whom the artists may or may not be capable of drawing the same way each time he appears? Who are the children and who are the adults? I can’t make heads or tails of it!
Submitted by wizzybit on Sun, 11/12/2006 - 5:18pm.
Here's what I know about Judge Parker.
1. I don't know which guy is Judge Parker.
2. One of them is married to a red-head named Abbey. She's very wealthy, and recently discovered that mice were eating a lot of their horse feed, with the help of Raju.
3. She adopted 2 poor orphans at some point, Sophie and…. and… the older one. Sophie is blond. Older one has darker hair and is moving to Paris for art school.
4. Some guy at the law office is running for the office of Judge? That can't be right, it would make too much sense. He's had a rough romantic time, having recently broken up with his head of "scientology" type girlfriend to be with a secretarial temp, who had recently been accepted to FBI school. I have a feeling she'll be back….
5. I have yet to observe any "action" (a relative term in the serial comics world, of course!) taking place in a court. Maybe their office is in a courthouse, though. Couldn't say.
Depressingly, I do know that much. It seems like a lot. I have restrained myself from getting more than 2 Sunday papers to follow every comic in the nation, but I am sad to say I considered it. I know you can read a lot online, but it's not the same. It doesn't work with Silly Putty, either.
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but george
Bravo, ladies!
I don’t know if that sports editor is gonna understand this jargon you use, but the tone is un-fucking-mistakably incensed and justified. Amen.
here's mine
Good Morning!
I appreciate all of the effort that obviously went into the revamp and update of the Gazette’s overall appearance, but I was COMPLETELY DISMAYED to see that Gil Thorp has been snatched from the pages of the sports section! Seriously. Gil Thorp is…..is….how can I even explain what Gil Thorp means to its faithful readers? Granted, we may be few in number, but we are fierce in our loyalties. I cannot comprehend how a strip like Curtis, which doesn’t even succeed in its supposed goal of being “funny” and lately seems to have revolved around a masturbation storyline, is allowed to stay in the pages of your publication while Gil Thorp, the most successfully (though likely unintentionally) Dadaist strip since Bushmiller’s Nancy, is tossed by the wayside.
I know I’m not the only one who will be saddened by this turn of events. Even as we speak, a local musical combo is preparing to release a song that pays homage to the Gail Martin storyline that ran throughout this summer’s Gil Thorp panels. Must this be a melancholy swan song to a loyalty that has passed? The people of Kalamazoo demand to know what the people of Milford are up to! Am I forced to use the computer to find out?! Must I lose the daily ink-stigmata that come from clutching the sports section in my hot sweaty hands in anticipation of the wonders of savant-style drawing and inscrutable storytelling that is Gil Thorp? Say it ain’t so.
Dump BC. Dump Curtis. Dump the eternally annoying, insulting, gender-stereotype-perpetuating Cathy, a strip that makes me want to tear out my own hair in rage and frustration on a daily basis. But for the love of mike, please don’t dump Gil Thorp.
Oh, Honey!
Outraged I was, and outraged I remain! Here’s a little sample of the email I shot off to Sports Editor Howard Thomas over my oatmeal this morning…
Mr. Thomas –
While I have been enjoying the new “updated” version of the Kalamazoo Gazette, my perusal of Monday’s sports section resulted in a great deal of alarm. To put it bluntly, sir, where is Gil Thorp? Now I realize that there have been a number of changes to your section, and that the masterfully depicted trials and travails of Milford High might have somehow slipped through the cracks as you roll out the first revamped section or two, but please tell me the glaring Gil Thorp omission is not a permanent change.
Who wasn’t riveted by the excitement of Coach Kaz solving the mystery of Gail Martin’s stalker? Who doesn’t love that plucky one-legged boxer, Bill Ritter? Didn’t we all hang our collective heads in shame when Stomy Hicks and Sean Pettibone resorted to subterfuge to gain entrance to the military academy? Wasn’t Clambake an inspiration to children everywhere and a beacon of hope in the face of racial injustice? Is the Sports section of the Kalamazoo Gazette really forcing a faithful reader away from the paper and thrusting me toward the internet to find out what mystery surrounds Cully Vale?
With its crudely drawn characters, disjointed perspectives, contrived and sometimes non-sequential plotlines, and baffling motion lines that turn scene after scene into Escher-esque impossibility, Gil Thorp consistently ranks as one of my Top 5 daily reads. Gil Thorp is comics vérité! How could such a compelling strip be eliminated, whilst dusty Peanuts reruns and BC rehashes remain? I urge you to correct this injustice forthwith, and return Gil Thorp to its rightful newsprint glory!
— Your Faithful Reader (for now)THORP!!!!!
Oh, no, here it comes.
I endured a full tirade of hate about this last night.
You know what you’ll all have to do. Write a letter.
OUTRAGE!
I hate to break it to everybody, but do you realize that with the advent of the Gazette’s latest redesign, GIL THORP is NO LONGER IN OUR PAPER?!?!?!?!?
It’s like the release of Tarzana Nights will be a sort of melancholy swan song to our special, special times having an actual local connection to Milford and its residents.
wait! refresh my memory!
Sally Forth
Be careful, or you’ll end up like Ted in Sally Forth!
However, I DO wish Kalamazoo had a Bum Boat. Do it!
the latest news from tarzana-land
ooh! wait!
guh
oooh!
I think you’re right! Or is Abby in Judge Parker the one that has BRAIN CANCER?
Is Apartment 3G still having that nutty story line about the dumb blonde artist who is supposedly being romanced by the ghost of Albert Pinkham Ryder?
ALSO—Dusty suggested, based on my obsession, that I should start clipping and keeping Rex Morgan panels featuring ABBY for an as-yet-to-be-determined art project. If any of you comicheads would be interested in providing additional Abbys, I’d promise not to jump on you or bark next time I see you.
Abby!
I’m ashamed that I know the dog’s name, but I think it’s Abby. But then I think, wait, isn’t that the Judge Parker MD red-headed mullet lady in Paris?
Sad.
What The Hell Is That Dog's Name Anyway?
rex mex
It's back, baby, it's BACK!
Aldo dead?
Heaven help me!
i thought this thread was
i thought this thread was going to be about the real "aldo"….aldo ray…..who i was going to post was my biggest celebrity crush….green berets anyone?….hes fucking hot…..his gutteral voice makes me want to tongue kiss him…..often…..
speaking of kiss….aldo nova is the only other rocker that i can think of that shot lasers out of his guitar……who else shoots lasers out of their guitars?…not audio lasers….but laser lasers….
Mark Pzzzeeeeeeeters can
Mark Pzzzeeeeeeeters can shoot lasers out of his guitar.
Dan, the owner of Radio Kilroy told me that he saw Aldo Nova at an outdoor, BYOB venue. He said Aldo sucked so he chucked a full can of beer at Aldo. The beer can was heading straight for Aldo's face while he was singing on the mic. Aldo saw the beer can, ducked and went back to singing.
Aldo -- Noooooooooo!
Ok, Ok… looks like I don't know how to post a freaking picture after all.
Why, Aldo, Why?!?!?!?!?!!!
Here's the link. My dear,
OH, WHY!?! HE JUST WANTED A LITTLE LOVE!!! But thanks to their “intervention,” he turned to the only one who would love him, “Johnny”!
aaauugh!
What? Huh? How could it be?
There was much discussion of Zombie Aldo on Joshreads. Watch your brains while you sleep! And apparently, while you read the newspaper…..
Wait, that made it sound like I thought you were all brainless when I really meant…
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ALDOOOOOOOOOOOO! You were even better than the lady that broke the swan figurine and the fence post guy in Rex Morgan! I don't even get Apartment 3G! I mean, do those women even have individual personalities? I shall now have to console myself with Raju on Judge Parker, but I think he's going to go back to India after he gets all new clothes. It's just not the same as Captain Kangaroo-alike stalkers that love Johnny Walker.
well! welcome to Charterstone, Ella BYRD!
Here's what I know about
Here's what I know about Judge Parker.
1. I don't know which guy is Judge Parker.
2. One of them is married to a red-head named Abbey. She's very wealthy, and recently discovered that mice were eating a lot of their horse feed, with the help of Raju.
3. She adopted 2 poor orphans at some point, Sophie and…. and… the older one. Sophie is blond. Older one has darker hair and is moving to Paris for art school.
4. Some guy at the law office is running for the office of Judge? That can't be right, it would make too much sense. He's had a rough romantic time, having recently broken up with his head of "scientology" type girlfriend to be with a secretarial temp, who had recently been accepted to FBI school. I have a feeling she'll be back….
5. I have yet to observe any "action" (a relative term in the serial comics world, of course!) taking place in a court. Maybe their office is in a courthouse, though. Couldn't say.
Depressingly, I do know that much. It seems like a lot. I have restrained myself from getting more than 2 Sunday papers to follow every comic in the nation, but I am sad to say I considered it. I know you can read a lot online, but it's not the same. It doesn't work with Silly Putty, either.