April 24, 2005

Apr. 24, 2005

Today's strip just gave us a simple reminder, appropriate, I suppose for springtime. Despite how you feel sometimes with all the crap turmoil that life throws at you, there always exists a quick fix. All it ever takes is a borrowed wheel chair grocery cart and a steep hill.

BTW, check out berkeleybreathed.com. I'll wait to rate it when Berkeley links the Eye on Opus archive.

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April 17, 2005

Apr. 17, 2005

It seems that the worst punishment a man can get for stating his opinions about anything dealing with women is the opportunity to explain his reasons for doing so.

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April 10, 2005

Apr. 10, 2005

Perusing the Sunday Comics, Zeebo wonders why females lag from the forefront in so many of life's endeavors. Opus lays the blame on male fashion choices, especially in hats and dainties. For further proof that Breathed has it in for me, note the size and prominence of one particular character given my oft-stated feigned fear of all things SpongeBob.

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April 03, 2005

Apr. 3, 2005

Pfizzer Pharmaceuticals proudly presents pill pushing physicians. The best artificially induced euphoria that money can buy. Several stunning side effects included at no additional charge. Artfully done. Opus stunning in puce and pustules.

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March 27, 2005

Mar. 27, 2005

The theme of today's strip is Men are from Mars and Pickles is from Pluto. However, this author would like to thank Mr. Breathed for the return of Pickles,* appearing today appropriately attired in Princess motif, to the panels of the Opus strip. Someone called Auggie was introduced to play the male antagonist role. I wondered why such role had not been filled by Zeebo until it occurred to me that no son of Steve Dallas could effect the stance of effeminate male as required in today's scenario. I'd suggest that parents of very young children be wary of the flagrant and callous use of the term "tinkle" in the strip.

*It is becoming truly apparent that BB does pay attention to what is written in these weekly critiques, what?

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March 20, 2005

Mar. 20, 2005

OK, this is starting to get personal. Hidden within a strip about the absence of smokers in today's newspaper comic pages, it seems that Berke again decided to show how I look in real life. As I have previously mentioned in some other time and place, Steve Dallas resembles me to a very great extent. If it was not for the fact that I quit smoking just over a year ago, today's representation was so close to the way I looked this morning, I found it to be eerily chilling.

Again, I ask: Where's Pickles?

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March 13, 2005

Mar. 13, 2005

Today's strip centered on the confrontation between traditional press and bloggers. The press is be clamoring at Opus' door to discuss the truthfulness of his recent statements on blobbyblog[*]???? His excuse that he can say anything he wants so long as it is craftily created is vintage Tig. I'm flattered. Indeed. Where is Pickles, away in a search for her long lost father, Cutter John?

[*Opus was supposedly blogging on blobbyblog.com ... if you click the link, you will find this to be untrue.
footnote added following publication to satisfy question as to why I posted the link.]

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March 06, 2005

Mar. 6, 2005

Confronted with a recent past filled with decadent behavior, Opus stands, in the end, along side his best friend. Shades of Midnight Cowboy. Ratso performance by Bill the Cat. According to The Powers That Be: Dan Rather's cat smells, or so they said.

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February 27, 2005

Feb. 27, 2005

You'll need to be intimate with the details of whatever the recent hoopla was surrounding Spongebob Squarepants to fully understand the nuances of this week's Opus strip. What with my feigned mortal fear of all matters Spongebob, I lack such knowledge and am lost. After a very long period of meditation, I conclude that Steve made homosexual allusions with respect to Opus' hygiene habits and clothing choices. I, myself, thought the sight of Opus in fruit-topped hat and fully-colored pansy-printed briefs was thoroughly fetching, to be sure. Zeebo, speechless, voiced no opinion, one way or another. Bill, suspiciously, was absent. Pickles is AWOL.

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February 20, 2005

Feb. 20, 2005

Well, the last line of the last panel was the point of the strip and would have been been my comment about such, as well. I guess you'll have to read this one to figure out what I am not saying, but I wouldn't bother ... really. Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight. Please have Berke Breathed get Zeebo and Pickles involved in this strip and give us something at which to laugh.

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February 13, 2005

Feb. 13, 2005

Steve Dallas PSA: Never waste a Valentine's Day. At the very least, gift some candy underwear upon an attractive stranger.

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February 06, 2005

Feb. 6, 2005

Not much to be said for today's offering. Berke bashes those fad diets which are not dependent upon eating less and exercising more but are based upon the mass consumption of fat-bottomed penguins and other foods containing very few carbohydrates.

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January 30, 2005

Jan. 30, 2005

Zeebo's fledgling relationship with his new found father, Steve Dallas, appears to be the stuff of which neither dreams nor movies are made and Opus seems to be especially broken up over the dilemma.

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January 25, 2005

Jan. 16 & Jan. 23, 2005 [for Denita]

On Sunday, January 16th, Opus, whose excuse is that he has been away for 10 years, discovered that Windows is not only an operating system, but, for those of us that are frustrated with how badly it performs, it is also the name of a good output device.

This past Sunday, being January 23, 2005, Steve Dallas claims that the blonde, blue-eyed nanny misinterpreted his statements. He claimed he was only telling her how much he appreciated her assistance, whereas she believed he was asking for her assistance in a wholly different kind of situation, altogether.

Berke Breathed seemed a bit mixed up, as well. He seems to think Slovakia is somewhere in Scandinavia. Additionally, it seems that not only is Steve supporting himself and his newly found son, Zeebo, now -- but has a live-in nanny, a big-butted penguin and a catatonic cat living under his roof.

Is the term "catatonic cat" superfluous or redundant?

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January 09, 2005

Jan. 9, 2005

Well, seems online datin' ain't changed a whit since Al Gore invented the Internet. Opus tried to entice his date by effectin' his best George Clooney impression but she was more interested in the cab driver.

Musta been a weird week for Breathed, 'cause great parodies dealin' with the truth of online romance have easily been done usin' a single panel. Not the stuff to base your entire weekly strip 'pon, in my estimation.

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January 02, 2005

Jan. 2, 2005

In a tribute to Webbed Blobs, BB shows Opus' bein' snatched by the snout and dragged from the room after he tries to lamely pass himself off as a blogger 'pon his overhearin' one lovely young lass 'spress jes' 'zactly how cool she thought they were. I tol' ya'll Breathed reads my crap and here he goes pointin' out webloggers. I mean 'jes how many other webloggers are there, really? Maybe one or two others, right, so it's gotta be me, wouldn't ya say? Berke Breathed is tryin' to make me famous. Woohoo!

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December 27, 2004

Dec. 26, 2004

Peaches, strangely so, was blue, Opus was waxin' poetically, German-style, Zeebo assumed that lookin' like his daddy was enuff, while Bill the Cat was left hangin' in a tree.

I didn't make this stuff up, I promise.

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December 19, 2004

Dec. 19, 2004

Breathed seemin'ly took a break today and used the same scene over and over and over. Alas, Mr. Dallas was all too easily initiated into the cycle of parent-child bondin' rituals. Oh well, it is Christmastime. I 'spose BB could use a break. I wonder what kind of present he is gonna get for me?

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December 12, 2004

Dec. 12, 2004

I'll trade ya my worst nightmare for those two bomb-packin' walrus jihadists hidin' in your anxiety closet.

One of the most hilarious strips that Breathed has done in a long while. It is good to see Steve Dallas back in action. Be sure to check out the cameo appearances of a few other comic strip denizens in the first panel and throughout on Steve's boxer shorts.

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December 06, 2004

Dec. 5, 2004

Well, it seems that he may be 'round to stay, but, then ag'in.....LIFE sometimes slaps ya 'cross the head with such unbelievable force that your cigar pops right outta your mouth and lands in the snow. Given such consequences, he might jes' ag'in hightail it and run. To quote the tuxedo bird with the fishy breath mints:

It[*] is what it is.
*LIFE, I assume.

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November 28, 2004

Nov. 28, 2004

OK, you can cease with sayin'
floral smocks
now as it is entirely too shockin'. I dunno, ya'll, should we await the Pro-Poofta contingent havin' their say 'fore callin' this one? Still, it is good to see the return of him, ain't it?
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November 23, 2004

Nov. 21, 2004

Wow, is this Eye on Opus report ever late* and here we have prolly the most controversial strip ever, at least as far as I am concerned. First of all, this strip reintroduces of one of the more popular characters from Bloom County. Who? No, not Cutter John. Him, of course. Why is it controversial to me? Well, this strip deals with an issue a childless, middle-aged man such as myself deals with on a regular basis, the age attributed to said character is so very nearly my own, and I have always believed that there was a very strong resemblance between said character and myself, even so far back as the Bloom County days. I 'spect that puts me in the perfect postion to succinctly conclude that Berke Breathed not only long ago modeled the character after myself, but regularly spies, likely via this very site, on me so as continue usin' my own idiosyncracies to build upon in the continued creation of this character. O' course, by checkin' on his weekly progress as he continues to produce this Opus strip and delightledly snarkin' all over his creativity, I 'spose it would only be fair to say that I do my own share, as well, of spyin' on BB. However, this time, the topic of the strip jes' hit too close to home and defintiely knocked the wind outta me. Despte such feelin', though, I am gonna have to say that this is one of his best strips in a long while. ;)

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November 15, 2004

Nov. 14, 2004

I never got 'round to lookin' at the comics yesterday. Luckily, I 'membered to check out the strip 'fore my firend threw out the Sunday papers.

Backed into a corner by a strange bean-counter, Opus finds that his convictions all come with consequences that affected his own benefits.

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November 07, 2004

Nov. 7, 2004

Thusly, Peaches.

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October 31, 2004

Oct. 24 & Oct. 31, 2004

First of all, let me apologize for the lack of a review of last week's strip. If you 'member, I was still tryin' to recover from a long bout with the flu, virus, or whatever it was that had kept me down for almos' a whole week. I had actually arranged for a guest reviewer of such strip in my absence, none other than Bill the Cat himself. He did prepare his review, but I was unaware that he was not yet Internet savvy and had no clue as how to publish. No wonder he gave me a blank-eyed stare when I provided him with a user name and password. Still, when I finally did notice the lack of any review for last week, I contacted Bill, who, orally, provided his review enthusiastically to me over such telephone line. In his own words, the best thing that could be said about last week's strip is "Thfffppptt!" I had a look at the strip myself and really have nothin' to add to that.

As for this day's offerin', I ain't too sure that I shouldn't have had Bill do the review for it as well. It seems poor li'l Opus is a bit insecure about the outcome of this election and has spared no expense in an attempt of find some degree of comfort.

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October 17, 2004

Oct. 17, 2004

It 'pears that there was a bit of a SNAFU at the dispatch office and somehow Opus' anxieties showed up in Dubya's closet while Dubya's anxieties ended up in Opus' closet. I am strangely at peace with that! That, of course, means that I really liked this one.

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October 03, 2004

Oct. 3, 2004

Breathed seems to be getting his wind back as the campaign draws to a close. Today the reporters attack and Opus practices a few tricks he has learned from others. Funny stuff!

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September 26, 2004

Sept. 26, 2004

Busily workin' hard on Bill the Cat's re-election campaign, a topic close to my own heart is tackled: personal facts about the person of a candidate are greatly misrepresented so as to cast false aspersions upon the character of such candidate.

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September 19, 2004

Sept. 19, 2004

Opus encounters SPAM with some comic results. Bill the Cat guest stars. Not much more that can really be said.

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September 12, 2004

Sept. 12, 2004

As the election nears, Breathed seems to be findin' his groove. Today's strip centers on Pickles attemptin' to coerce her papa into makin' a slightly expensive purchase, and bein' the great father that he be, he resisted all of her efforts until Opus gave her a clue as how to embarrass him into submission. Token shot of Bill the Cat in a Speedo for the gals in the audience, as well as a reminder that he is an incumbent Republican.

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September 06, 2004

Sept. 5, 2004

OK, I know this review is a day late, and I apologize for such. I see no one else stepped up to the plate here to deliver such, so here is the scoop on this week's strip. First of all, the ratin': APPLAUSE!

In an aptly apropos strip, Breathed gives it to the fat lazy bums who sit 'round on their lazy butts beggin' others for their sustenance who look down 'pon the immigrants who sacrifice greatly in order to get across the river jes' for the opportunity to work. I have long thought it uncanny how many among us forget that this great country was built on the shoulders of wave after wave of new immigrants who came here to do the work that needed to be done at pay scales that were naturally insufficient for the effort expended, but was greater opportunity that could be found elsewhere in the world. Thank you Berke for shinin' a bit of light on the situation on this weekend when we celebrate the American Worker. As seems to often be the case, the American Worker is often a different sort of American.

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August 29, 2004

Aug. 29, 2004

The Anxiety Closet is back! And it would not be nice of me to tell you who or what might have come out of such closet. Let me jes' say, it smacks a bit 'o topicality with a side servin' of pure snark. This one is a classic.

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August 22, 2004

Aug. 22, 2004

We are treated with an Opus solo strip. Opus finds himself dealin' with members of the public and, once again, becomes mentally befuddled when confronted with a couple of the more bizarre lookin' people runnin' 'round in today's world. I applaud the message, however, so I'm gonna applaud this one - quite lightly, but applause all the same.

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August 15, 2004

Aug. 15, 2004

Oh my, I must not be the only one who has noticed how lame the strip has gotten. The paper I usually check out, The Dallas Mornin' News, due to their puttin' the strip at the bottom on the first page on the comic section, has moved Opus to the bottom of the third page. Additionally, it is also smaller than previously shown due to there bein' an extra strip crammed in vertically on the left side of such page. Of course, the strip today was nothin' but a very minor genuflection by the current cast of the strip: Opus, Bill & Pickles.

Now to be fair, I was scannin' though several of my books containin' BB's prior comics: Bloom County and Outland. There are plenty of lame strips here and there, all seemingly pretty well along the same lines as what we have seen these last three weeks or so. However, both bein' daily strips, I found it difficult to locate 3 straight strips as lame as what had been displayed these last three weeks. It appears to me that if BB actually wants to continue this strip, he really needs to put a bit more work into it. Of course, that is just my lame opinion. ;)

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August 08, 2004

Aug. 8, 2004

I don't know, but doin' only one strip a week, ya would think BB could come up with somethin' a bit better than a few ol' gags doin' with the lefties and righties fightin' over undecided voters. Today's strip was about as lame as you would expect Family Circus to be on average.

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August 01, 2004

Aug. 1, 2004

Poor Pickles so wants to be a Princess in search of her Prince, but society, includin' Bill the Cat, Opus, and some African-American kid that was not identified during this strip are forcin' her to adopt feminism in conformity with the current gender rules governin' how life is supposed to be lived* ... I guess. I am always just a bit confused as to what the current gender rules governin' how life is supposed to be lived are on almost a daily basis, and suspect they change at the whim of some vile overlord whose goal is to make life on earth as miserable as possible on a continuin' basis. Hmmm, is that a round about way of sayin' ever'one is actually entitled to excuse their inane behavior with the phrase the Devil made me do it?

*Ever'thin' beyond this point constitutes blatant partisan editorializin'.

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July 25, 2004

July 25, 2004

I don't know but seems the Opus/Rent-a-Mom gag is a bit overused. Even Pickles sweet face couldn't make today's strip worthy of a second glance.

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July 18, 2004

July 18, 2004

Wow, I might jes' have to change the name of this weekly post as Eye on Pickles, but, what the hey? I like the rampagin' Vikin' Princess who gives what to those that deserve it. Like Opus and that cat formerly known as "Bill," I don't mind sittin' back and watchin' Pickles have all the fun. I love the gal's way to dealin' with stuff. Pickles for President!

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July 11, 2004

July 11, 2004

Pickles plays Pretty Pretty Princess.

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July 04, 2004

July 4, 1776 2004

I was unsure what to expect from the strip today, what with the date bein' Independence Day and we have only recently seen the introduction of Bill the Cat into Breathed's newest comic effort, and what did we get? A nicely drawn strip that is so ripe with symbolism I am in awe in tryin' to understand exactly the meanin' of such. Here we have a scorched nun in the same strip with a penguin, with such penguin holdin' some young Catholic school student of the female gender who has pulled her skirt up over her head thereby exposin' her underwear for all to see, except that our great hero Opus seems to never notice or even look that way, while our Bill the Cat seems oblivious to ever'thin' goin' on. Actually, the latter statement was of no real surprise to us that are actually all that familiar with his character. Here is my hope that Pickles has come to stay.

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June 27, 2004

June 27, 2004

It seems that the effort to shove the Neo-con agenda down the throats of the citizenry of Bloom County is not goin' the way it was imagined. While Opus ponders what went wrong, Bill ponders future efforts. Breathed took long enough to bring Bill the Cat back. It was a bit like watchin' one half of a comedy team -- although you were able to find an occasional chuckle, all the while you had a sneakin' feelin' somethin' was missin'. Now if'n there was only some way to reintroduce Steve Dallas . . .

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June 20, 2004

June 20, 2004

A week later and Bill is Mayor, and his patrons and benefactors are pleased he knows the language of his constituents, but the story continues, it appears. We are to be held in suspense, or held up by suspenders, or some other such nonsense until babes and babies are mutually kissed to Opus' satisfaction. Ack! Thffft!

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June 13, 2004

June 13, 2004

BillCat.gifLast week's premonition finds fruition in this week's strip. 'Tis true, Bill has emerged from the fog to join Opus in the political foray that is quickly engulfin' Bloom County. I am still ponderin' the meanin' of the major emphasis placed 'pon the large object which Bill had stuffed into his Fruit of the Looms.

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June 06, 2004

June 6, 2004

Breathed returned a semblance of his superior artwork in some of the backgrounds in this week's strip. I found the strip pleasin' to my eye but thought the actual dialogue was a bit lame. Today's final panel, however, did disclose the eventual return of one of the more popular characters from the Bloom County past, who has, as luck would have it, just lost his stunt double gig playin' Garfield in small town mall appearances hypin' the soon to be released movie.

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May 30, 2004

May 30, 2004

Oh, woe is Opus. He was tryin' to avoid pickin' up a deserted cell phone on a bench, but could not pass up the temptation. Top Daily TV star's name came up in today's strip, but it didn't assist a bit in my opinion. The strip was not hardly worth seein'. Berke, where was your mind this week? It sure was not on Opus. Oh well. Up and down, up and down, get a good strip one week and the next week get some trash, Well, then I am gonna expect that next week's strip will be a great one. Here's hopin'.

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May 23, 2004

May 23, 2004

Is Breathed finally givin' us a clue as to where he is takin' this strip? Today, Opus went deep, really deep. Instead of throwin' the pass Opus expected, the technological creation, which seemin'ly has arrived to replace the meadow lurkers of Bloom County, barrages him with an endless series of curveballs. In my opinion, today's strip is so deep that it may require further contemplation.

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May 16, 2004

May 16, 2004

Well, I am confused a bit, but mostly, I consider it the be the problem of doin' only one strip a week. It seems that we again see Opus on his hawg and, it appears, he has lost his job. Is there a hint that his past is beginnin' to bother him? This is the second week in a row that Bill the Cat has had a cameo appearance in the strip. I was, again, not highly impressed with today's strip, but did feel it was much better than last week's strip. I, of course, will now await next week's strip.

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May 09, 2004

May 9, 2004

OK, I do think someone dragging the phone into the Men's Room to get someone in the stall is funny. I did find the writin' on the wall to be humorous. I got a small snicker out of the exchange in panels 3 and 4. It should have ended there. Breathed also passed on a much better opportunity to show us the writin' on the wall in the last panel.* Also note the continuity problem in the right arm tattoo of the other cartoonist. It is Snoopy in 5 of the panels, but is Garfield in panel 6 and is Bill the Cat in panel 8. Was this intentional or an oversight?

*As all men, except Berkeley, it seems, know, writing on the stall wall would be on the inside of the stall, and, if there was writin' on the wall of the stall wall, the inside of the stall would likely be covered with it.

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May 02, 2004

May 2, 2004

Berke takes on the integrity of the newspapers and how people with high intergrity will lie, decieve and distort in order to fruitfully worship the almighty dollar ... then seemingly curtails his slam to the cartooning department. I admit that the last panel threw me for a loop, until it dawned on me that the whole of today's strip might have been an elaborate slap at Garry Trudeau.

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April 25, 2004

Apr. 25, 2004

Berke took a look at the way pharmaceutical companies are marketin' their products this day and age, a subject that was ripe for a serious satirical slap in the face. Too bad he missed the mark and blew a good chance to slam it home. One of the worst strips yet, IMHO. However, unlike baseball, we don't have to wait until next year. See you next week.

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April 18, 2004

Apr. 18, 2004

Breathed walks on thin ice and takes on the weekend outlaws, lampooning the need to have some kind of hawg to ride, wearin' leather chaps, a chromed German helmet and havin' someone behind ya so as to up your status. I am not sure about the point Berke was tryin' to make about Opus only needin' a plastic blowup doll to do that job. Overall, again, the last panel was funny enough to carry today's comic, as the look on that little boy's face, who was so dumbfounded that he allowed the scoop of ice cream off of his cone drop onto the ground, as Opus rode by was enough. Of course, as always, this is only my opinion, and you are free to make your own mind.

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April 11, 2004

Apr. 11, 2004

Do you remember those stupid cell phone commercials where, due to the poor quality of the signal, there was always some small misunderstanding that resulted in some unusual occurrence, usually not as funny as the ad maker likely perceived? Well, Breathed takes that concept to a new low in today's strip. Yet despite such overwrought gag, I still literally rolled with laughter at the encounter in the conclusion between Opus and the cell phone owner. Final redemption in the final panel . . . again.

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April 04, 2004

Apr. 4, 2004

In an otherwise pretty lame strip, B. Breathed, in one fell swoop, sneaks in a superb snarky slap at outsourcin', obesity and militant Muslims, along with a small side slap at Indian cow worshippers.

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March 28, 2004

Mar. 28, 2004

Yes!!! ~pumps fist~ Breathed takes on today's fashion nonsense and Opus, after due consideration, takes action. Don't miss this one.

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March 21, 2004

Mar. 21, 2004

I thought it was very humorous today, and was very reminiscent of Berke Breathed's prior comics. Of the three possble choices given, I suppose Captain Crunch would be the one I would have chosen.

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March 14, 2004

Mar. 14, 2004

OK, maybe it is the Ides of March paranoia or somethin' but I was 'spectin' somethin' more than a Saturnian supervisor butt crack and a putrid penguin arm pit. Don't waste a dollar or more buyin' the local rag for this one ... wait for the book. It might seem funnier when it is between last week's great strip and maybe a great one next week. OK, I am sure Breathed is workin' hard on figurin' out just how to bring Steve Dallas (and for McGehee: John Cutter) back into Opus's life. Let's hope that is what kept him from workin' hard this week and not that he was shacked up somewhere with some nekid bimbo and a large bottle of Ol' Crow.*

*Oh, wait, I might have gotten my wires crossed as that seems more like Steve Dallas, don't it?

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March 08, 2004

Mar. 7, 2004 UPDATE

OK, seems there is a lot of interest in who the ghostly characters were that appeared in yesterday's strip. I just can't hold ya'll that don't have access to the strip in suspense and not sure how long McGehee is willin' to keep up the guess who game, so here ya go:

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See how hard I work to please my fans? Sheesh! I sometimes feel like the Rodney Dangerfield of bloggers, but then I do get more respect than, say, Azygos. Besides, it seems I am a hit in Peoria.*

*Or did I confuse it with Poukeepsie again.

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March 07, 2004

Mar. 7, 2004

Oh my George, did I ever break down into uncontrollable laughter when I came to the third panel on today's strip. Waxin' philosphically, Opus looks backward in order to peer forward. Best strip to date, in my opinion. I have a sneakin' suspicion that Breathed might actually be readin' my opinions, 'cause guess who surprisin'ly made a ghostly appearance.

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February 29, 2004

Feb. 29, 2004

Patriotic ties, fake beards and spies on cryin' jags. Sunday, leap day, penguin with a cute tushie ... it all just came together, huh? A cameo appearance by Renee Zellweger, and it would have been a four star panel, but still I give it two thumbs up a penguin's butt. It's gonna be a hit. Ya heard it here. Go out and by your Sunday paper for this strip. It is worth the buck, buck-fifty, half-a-sawbuck, or whatever the current cost of your local mass of dead tree pulp.

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February 22, 2004

Feb. 22, 2004

Opus proves you cannot go home again, even if it is not your own home. A bit of retrospect to be seen. Still no Steve Dallas,* though. We may yet have something of which to look forward to see.

*I am still convinced that the Steve Dallas character was based upon me, somehow.

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February 15, 2004

Feb. 15, 2004

Today's strip had very little eye candy in it, and, as such, appears to be a bit lame, but, in my opinion, it made such a damnin' social statement that, as a member of USURP, I had no choice but to like it -- besides, Opus and dandelions -- classic!

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February 08, 2004

Feb. 8, 2004

I have always been a big fan of dream scenes in the comics. The imagination of Calvin was my favorite part of Calvin & Hobbes, not only the way way Calvin saw Hobbes as a playful Tiger who jumped on him and such, whereas the rest of the world only saw a stuffed ****, but the things that went on in his mind. I used to especially like the characterization of his teacher when he was dreamin' of bein' Spiff, flyin' all over the universe. Well, today's Opus is again centered around a dream scene in Opus's head, just like the initial episode. I liked it. I liked it a lot, thankfully, because I am still not over the confusion surroundin' last week's strip.

*Of course, with Hobbes bein' a ***, you might have some idea there was another reason I liked the strip, huh?

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February 01, 2004

Feb. 1, 2004

I am not sure I got a handle on what the strip was about today. Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus, or women love women because men are gross. I will let ya'll decide. Hopefully, next week, I won't be so far in the dark, provided next week comes around. The world could end before then, huh? ;)

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January 25, 2004

Jan. 25, 2004

It seems too much has changed for Opus durin' his long hiatus and he needed to talk to someone ... his momma ... or somethin' like that. After last week's episode, I was expectin' a great follow-up ... didn't get it. Oh well, the gag did make me guffaw, but it was a lightweight strip for this week. Berke musta spendin' too much time watchin' the Caucuses and the debates to spend much time thinkin' 'bout what Opus should be up to this week, huh?

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January 18, 2004

Jan. 18, 2004

For the first time in his life, Opus truly regrets that he is a flightless bird. It is a long road to Omaha. I thought it was a good strip today - classic Opus fare. Heather* thought it was stupid. She was confused about the need for rubber gloves. Opus was seriously alarmed. I was mildly amused. The best part of today's strip, in my opinion, was the last guy in the line in the first panel. Well, that concludes this week's Eye on Opus™.**

*Heather covers the counter at my friend's convenience store on Sunday mornin's.

**Now, seriously, don't ya really enjoy Eye on Opus™ better than Meet the Press?

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January 11, 2004

Jan. 11, 2004

Oh my George! Today's strip is a candidate for the all-time best of Opus! The last panel had me literally laughin' out loud.* I would buy that on a t-shirt! If anyone scans this one and puts it up, please notify me so that I can link to it (after I archive the image for my personal use).

*This fact is interestin' only because 1) I laugh out loud only when I find somethin' truly funny; and 2) I read the strip by going to my friend's convenience store, takin' a Ft. Worth Star-Telegram off of the stack for sale, takin' the paper over to the top of a freezer, gingerly openin' the paper to the middle so as to pull out the comics. Opus is on the bottom of the third page. After I have read Opus, I place the paper back into its former condition and set the paper back where I got it. There were a couple of other people around this morning who were likely wonderin' why I was laughin' my silly head off.**

**I am pretty sure that is my longest footnote ever since beginnin' this blog.***

***Whereas the previous footnote was probably the the most worthless one I ever did.

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January 04, 2004

Jan. 4, 2004

OK, fate has stepped in and Opus is headed for greener and much less frozen over pastures. Yeah! Still no Bill the Cat or Steve Dallas, but there was a guest shot from Dubya in this one straight from the Difficult Situations Room of the White House. Ya'll can already bet the Dems are gonna have a field day when the news that the administration has allowed the Mars Rover to fall into the hands of Antarctic penguins.

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December 28, 2003

Dec. 28, 2003

Finally some sign that the strip is goin' somewhere. Now I am interested in seein' next Sunday's again.

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December 21, 2003

Dec. 21, 2003

Well, It seems the fantasy of Opus' life is continuing to exceed the reality of his situation. This strip can only get better. I think it needs to bring Steve Dallas into the picture.

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December 14, 2003

Dec. 14, 2003

I am not sure I am understandin' where the strip is goin'. I mean, I read today's strip and stared at the page. Has Opus entered the first level of Dante's Inferno?

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December 07, 2003

Dec. 7, 2003

I am startin' to get a feel for the way this strip is goin' and this one is a combination between the initial strip and the one followin'.This one set me up royally and I ended up laughin' heartily at the end.

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November 30, 2003

Nov. 30, 2003

Well, I seemed to be the only one who really really liked the initial Opus comic last week, but not too sure I can jump on the bandwagon in cheerin' for this week's episode. Opus is Opus, but the story line in this one was much weaker than the ice upon which Opus stood throughout.

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November 23, 2003

Nov. 23, 2003

Well, I thumbed through the comics of the Ft. Worth Star-Telegram to find Opus. I had discussed yesterday how he was to miraculously reappear today after a 10 year absence from the comics. I admit that I was bit surprised at what occurred in today's strip, but then again, where exactly did you think Opus would be after 10 years? Bless you, Berke Breathed!

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