Terrible Tuesday

by Hal Bent

It's Tuesday, which is like a Monday on repeat, so getting right to the comics under review:

Born Loser, The by Chip Sansom

I don't like it when the Born Loser (is his name Brutus? Yes, Brutus Thornapple. What a great name) is not in his own strip.  Today, we have an unpublished writer and part-time freelance script editor working hard to make some green to support his dreams and has to suffer the slings and arrows of this doofus.  Hey Boss-Guy (Veeblefester, How depressing that I know their names), the waiter didn't buy or cook your steak. He is not the owner. He makes an obscenely little amount of money, and he definitely does not need to hear your hackneyed joke that was old and tired when Vaudeville was new.


Bottomliners by Eric and Bill Teitelbaum

"I am also a charter member of the FREAK-daily-mile-high-club. Wanna see how freaky I am, Baby? Don't let the suit throw you off or anything--I'm a FREAK!"


Dick Tracy by Joe Staton and Mike Curtis

Umm, that second panel is awesome.  Is that kid withe the ponytails holding a turkey drumstick? Are they frozen, or are they slowly walking backwards back up the steps into the house instead of turning around.  Then antennae?  Mind=Blown. Wow. Whatever Staton and Curtis are smoking, I'll have one too.



Kit and Carlyle by Larry Wright

I add this one only because the cat looks like my cat, and my son turned on the shower Sunday night and got him when he did not see the little guy napping in there.