Dick Tracy by Mike Curtis and Charles Ettinger for February 21, 2011

Wow, Morbid the Fiendly Drelb makes a brand-new death threat! And Thick looks so in charge! Not at all slumping, blue, depressed or defeated, just as Locher told the Tribune.

I won’t ask what kind of dose he’s talking about. Dramamine, perhaps, when you look at the waves outside.

Yesterday the gun was in Thick’s left hand. Today it’s back in his right hand. Guess he’s not too tired to dazzle Morbie with his juggling.

Didn’t we learn, several days ago, that the water level was already up to the attic? Panel three contradicts this notion.

The granary adds and subtracts a first-story overhang. This week it’s there and a week ago Sunday it wasn’t.

I’ll be glad when they invent handcuffs…

Thank god for the exterior shot of the granary. Boy did we need some grounding after half a day without it. T

Excellent. On top of all the other failings of this strip we can now add spelling. The word is “doze”, not “dose”, unless Tracy is referring to having a bit of meth to help him get through this terrible story.

“Dose off?” No, it’s dosey-doe, because as usual Locher dances around the story.

Mairsy dose and doesy dose and little lambsy divy.

I guess Thick has a code in his dose. He should get out of those wet clothes and into a dry martini.

Oh, I thought the new team was already working on Dick Tracy… I haven’t been back here in 2 years or something … Apparently, I didn’t lose much.

When do we get to see the first strip by Staton and Curtis?

The new team of Staton and Curtis starts in three weeks.

Thank you Bill – I will be back here in 3 weeks, then.

I grew up with Dick Tracy drawn by Locher - and really enjoyed it (I started reading during the Collins/Locher era)… and even if he is an artist I really admired, now it pains me to see the strip like this.

I will be back as a regular reader March, then - Thanks!

“Don’t give a dose to the one you love most…”

…So Tracy, WITH HIS LIFE IN DANGER… can’t last 36 hours awake?

I’ve pulled 36 hour all nighters before WITHOUT threats to my life. PANSY!

what a sad moment when our hero is about top lose a fight because he needs a little nap. Maybe Morbid will attack when Macy is looking for a glass for his teeth.

With any luck, both Spacy and Mordred will drown before either falls asleep.

Maybe Locher is going to kill off Tracy before Staton & Curtis take over so he can have the last HA HA HO HO HA.

This is the most repetitive bunch of bleeep ever. Just stop talking and kill Tracy already!

Mordred is actually Quinn The Eskimo?

I would not have figured Locher as a Dylan fan.

So where are the giant grasshoppers already?

36 hours? If you look at the timeline of events for the past 2 years of strips, he gets whisked from one story line to another without even a coffee break. In “Dick Tracy Time” (where a single conversation can consume up to 4 months worth of daily strips) it’s probably been 5 or 6 weeks since he’s even had anything to eat.

DOZE, not DOSE. Sigh…

The reason the water isn’t up to the third level now is that the tide is going out as the storm of the century subsides.

Remember that Mordred is the one who is supposed to be heavily sedated. Doesn’t say much for the un-sedated Spacy.

I’m am sure that the long legacy of Dick Tracy will survive this current mockery of it……

Billthompson & Woodworker: Thank you both for the link. Can’t wait for March 15th!

Almost complete copy of Saturday’s cartoon.

We already have the Sunday weekly recap and now the Monday repeat; that only leaves only 5 days a week for any Locher so-called “action” in this strip.

so that’s how froggy became the most hated and evil person in the universe, he threated his victims to death.

If you can figure out how many hours it’s been since you slept, you aren’t all that tired.

Given all the water, the odds are that Locher’s Last Strip will have someone tell Thick “We’ve arranged a vacation for you! A nice ocean cruise!”

There has been some forward motion in today’s strip! Last week we were told that Thick hadn’t slept in thirty-six hours. Today we learn he hasn’t slept in over thirty-six hours! Time marches on in Locherland!

For the first time in a while, I cannot think of anything appropriate to say. Wifey has The Bachelor on TV and I will probably find it more interesting…….. arrgh, gag! That’s bad, folks!

Good night Tracy, good night Tracy Good night Tracy, Mordred’s going to kill you now Merrily he’ll bash your skull, Bash your skull, Bash your skull Merrily he’ll bash your skull and use it as a cup It’s your own fault Tracy, your own fault Tracy Your own fault Tracy, you are such a tool You should have tied him up Tied him up Tied him up You should have tied him up, with that forty pounds of chain Sleep tight Tracy, sleep tight Tracy Sleep tight Tracy, as you take that long dirt nap Your death we anticipate Anticipate Anticipate Your death we anticipate, as we cackle with glee.

Thank you, JCFremont, Maxine_Viller, BillT, woodworker318, marvee, Micheal McMillan and M. Mitchell Marmel.

(giggle) that’s good, wndrwrthg…

It’s sad…I’ve been offline for a few days and I have seemingly missed nothing, as far as the strip. Siiiigh…

Marvelous, Wonder Warthog. And you’ve blown Locher’s cover: he’s Harold Hill! When the editors asked how he could possibly replace Chet Gould, he said “Think Tracy!”

“Seventy-six ink blobs led the big charade, “With a hundred and ten dumb plots right behind. “There were miles and miles “of prose that lacked in style, “There were flaws and flubs of every kind!

“Seventy-six ink blobs came and spoiled our fun “With a hundred and ten dumb plots right behind “There were more than a thousand leads “Springing up like weeds “But none of them came from a healthy mind.

“There were shapes you’d find in brass spitoons “Blundering, blundering all along the way. “Double-talk decisions and loud buffoons, “Each buffoon trying to wreck the day!

“There were Tribune articles filled with flattery “Maundering, maundering dumber than before. “Crazed magpies of ev’ry size “And jeveniles with shuttered eyes “That even Locher couldn’t stomach anymore!”

this confirms any doubts about whether locher can afford an editor

Not only do we have two poets in WW and Bill T but also two songwriters. Way to go guys.

Thanks! Between us, we’re seeing to it that Locher gets properly Roger’d and Hammer-steined.