Dick Tracy by Mike Curtis and Charles Ettinger for January 15, 2009

Last night’s frijoles….

Out of curiosity, wouldn’t the doctor be receiving medical attention? I’m sure that would be a priority of the emergency personnel.

wndrwrthg says:

Out of curiosity, wouldn’t the doctor be receiving medical attention? I’m sure that would be a priority of the emergency personnel.

That calls for more common sense, WW, you silly guy. ;-)

Yes, he seems to have lost an eye. Who ever thought the perfume/deodorant business could be so dangerous!

Hmmm… Pointless explosions that don’t hurt anybody, a seemingly random plot point (fragrance), and we just had a robot fight…

If Dick puts on Spandex, this will officially be Power Rangers. Which would still be an improvement over what we’ve currently got.

The question should be, ‘What stinks?” and I can truthfully say it’s the story.

wndwrthg, why would he receive medical attention, when the firefighters called him, he said everything was fine and there was no need for their services - they should just let him burn. Once he’s dead we can move to the next story line.

I still can’t see how this story has anything to do with crime, which is what Tracy is supposed to be all about.

That burrito the good doctor has been eating finally completing it’s way through the maze….

“The (one-eyed) doctor’s not hurt, but he’s incoherent”

So is Locher for writing this drivel….

CIA Man is now the Fireman. Dual roles.

You all need to lighten up and realize that this is a comic strip. In these tough times isn’t it OK to have a nonsensical, warm hearted plot about wacky professors and perfume? I think Locher is going to make the “point” of this story be that Dick and Tess will learn the futility of chasing external beauty (i.e. Angelorious and her get-rich-quick scheme) instead of seeking true, inner beauty. A lesson this country sorely needs…

Not to sound too much like a nit-picking doctor, but if someone emerging from an explosion was “incoherent”, I’d take that as a sign that he is indeed “hurt”, whether it be from head injury, toxic inhalation, anoxia…

Fire Captain Matthew P. Morrow slowly went up to Tracy. He knew that everyone loved and respected the memory of the great detective. He outwardly agreed with everyone but secretly despised the man. “What a buffoon”, he thought to himself. “He causes more trouble than anyone I know”. Reaching Tracy Morrow spoke to him. “There was an explosion in the doctor’s lab, Tracy. Lots of damage”. Looking at the Doctor, Morrow continued; “The doctor’s not hurt, but he’s incoherent”. Tracy just stood there, upset that he wet himself again. Looking at Noll jumping up and down and babbling on foolish nonsense like a regular DLisagenius, Tracy started to feel cold, very cold. The good doctor stopped his jumping for a brief moment to shout out; “I DID IT”! Tracy, finding himself standing directly behind Fire Captain Matthew P. Morrow sniffed the air and with a smile on his face said; “What’s that fragrance”?

TBC (or perhaps) The End.

BB

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When my dog saw today’s cartoon, he refused to bring the paper in.

BB, you sure had me laughing today.

I concur. BB, you are very humorous and always incite a chuckle from my funny bone, although some of your humor is a bit scatalogical for my taste. Overall, I appreciate your fanciful yet respectful take on DT. Keep up the good work!

TRACY TRIVIA: It was 41 years ago today, Jan.15, 1968, that the inventor, Diet Smith invented the “Voice-O-Graph”. It was a machine that analyzed voice patterns. A couple of notable villains brought to justice useing this machine were, Purdy Fallar and Mr. Intro.

That fragrance is either eau d’DT, or freebasing. You can’t make an omelet without breaking eggs, or blowing up your house.

Every time I come to this page, the ad on the right changes. Isn’t that an ad “reload”? Anyone get the implications of that?

I can tell by the way the fireman is looking at DT, that he is thinking “boy, I hope my wife smells like that guy, when I get home.” Ahhh, works on so many levels.

Why is that lately Locher has been drawing people with their arms outstretched?? Does he think this is a common arm position?

Locher is finished. He should go retire to the farm in Naperville and leave Dick Tracy to someone who is going to put some thought into it.

Ludwig, I think he’s getting ready for the big fish tale storyline. “I once caught a fish, and it was this big”!

I like the touchdown pose in the 2nd panel.

The stretched out ‘ARMS’ observation is right on ! Look at the 3rd panel if he let the arm down the fingers might, just might, touch his belt. Does Dicky stick them out to disguise his anatomical artistic incompetence ?

Who displays incoherence ? Nolly or Dicky ? Oh Sorry ! I forgot, “Mr. Disingenuous” has forgiven all ‘cock ups’ … It seems WE all forgot to ‘kow tow’ with an apology and chant the magic incantation …”it’s ‘A OKAY’, (WHY?) It’s just a comic strip!”

Please don’t make me wear “Dick Tracy” brand cologne! I’ll be good! I promise!

DLisagenius: You’re kidding us with that name. Who is this really?

RichardT says: I can tell by the way the fireman is looking at DT, that he is thinking “boy, I hope my wife smells like that guy, when I get home.” Ahhh, works on so many levels.

That is soooo funny… LMAO!

To quote Popeye: “I yam who I yam.” Why is it a crime on this board to respect what Locher does? We should all hope to be as successful in our chosen fields of endeavor. You can critize him and joke about the strip all you want, it makes for an interesting comment board, and honestly most of your comments about the strip are quite funny. But don’t jump down my throat just because I happen to have an opinion that is different than yours. The bottom line should be we’re all fans of Dick Tracy and we hope the best for the strip. Now let’s sing Kum-Bye-Ya and go to sleep.