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It’s Bun Toon Time, Dollface. YAY!

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It’s still a mystery…

Sorry I wasn’t here last week…seasonal allergies turned me into a lovely fountain, and I spent my Saturday and Sunday mopping up the mess that was my face.

With both presidential candidates now officially “bigots” and gold medal athletes officially pissing away their futures, one has to be philosophical about the news.

And so, it’s time for…

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I was going to do a joke about Nietzsche, but when I looked into his ideas, I saw nothing.

TY THE GUY OUT!


Oh, wait, there’s more!

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The Silver Age Johnny Descartes, from Nihilism Funnies #3.

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NEXT WEEK:  I’ll be at FanExpo Toronto, making pretty drawings for the peoples, and signing the Batmans and Spider-Mans that people bring to my table. But there WILL be a new Bun Toon, because I feel bad about last week’s time off.  See you there!

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The drawings look sort of like this, unless you don’t ask for a Joker.


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For the last Bun Toon, click here

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For people in the TORONTO area, who are interested in learning to write and draw comics, click on the link above

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For the Bun Toon archive of years past, click here.

Mystery Detective Bun Toons! YAY!

You're probably wondering why I've gathered you all here in the drawing room...

My teenager has been playing a lot of L.A. Noire lately, and I’m going to chalk it up to that.  Should I be pitching this at a network?  It’s both a cop show AND a medical drama.  Add a sassy girl with sharp wits and a smoking bod, and this is a no-brainer for HBO or AMC.

Ty the Guy OUT!

Here now, your bonus Bun Toons Detective Tale:

JOHNNY DESCARTES: EXISTENTIAL PRIVATE EYE!

My wife didn’t find this one funny this morning, so it never got out of the sketch phase.  But she laughs at coma patients, so I was safe with the Bun Toon I went with.

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For last week's Batman and Flash Bun Toon (written by my once-seven year old son) click the Dark Knight.

For Every Bun Toon ever, click the adorable rabbit illustration.

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One last note that’s unrelated to Bun Toons:  Family Circus creator Bil Keane passed away this week, and I wanted to say something about it.

It’s been a common right of passage for any young aspiring humorist to look at Keane’s work as a sort of anti-standard of comedy.  When I was in my early twenties, I resented the strip’s success and felt it was almost intentionally trying to irritate me, specifically because of its cloying middle-brow sentiment and lack of any real cleverness.  To my youthful brain, it certainly wasn’t funny.    For the last few months, my fifteen year old son, Taylor had become obsessed with clipping the Family Circus out of the paper and putting the panels on our kitchen fridge every single day – an ironic ritual of showing off what he thought was the ultimately least funny thing on our spinning blue ball in space.   I recognized the impulse, I’d done similar things when I was his age.

But you know what…?  The Family Circus was never meant for cynical, ironic and smart-alec young men to enjoy.   It was for people with families, for young kids and their parents, for sentimental older folks with grown children, and for whomever liked it.  It promised and delivered a gentle portrait of home life for over fifty years, and was read by MILLIONS of people, all of whom count.  That is an astounding achievement of endurance, perseverance and popularity in the mind-numblingly competitive field of cartooning.

You were a legitimate and touching artist, Bil Keane, and a heroic cartoonist.  Well done.

Ty the Guy.

Saturday Morning Gumshoe Cartoons. YAY!

Live from my computer, it's SATURDAY MORNING!

I’ve been watching too much Turner Classic Movies lately, and now, I can only cartoon in black and white.   Go figure, huh.  Probably all account of some dame.

All right doll faces, that’s it for today.   My dogs are barkin’ so it’s time to hit the road.  Don’t take any wooden nickels, sweetheart.  I’ll wait for you, kid.

(and in case you missed the clues, here’s last week’s Bun Toons HERE)

TY THE GUY OUT!

Here now, your comic book moment of zen: