It’s 2005, and Mullein Fields is looking a heck of a lot better now than it was a year earlier. In fact, it’s approaching its artistic peak ... for whatever that may be worth.

Here’s another sick day story, this time featuring an unwilling victim who doesn’t want to deprive her employer of her services.

Jerry’s character was based on my younger self. As you can see, I was a model son.

I don’t know what Maureen is complaining about. Daytime television on a sick day was awesome. In fact, this jingle for mail-order steaks has informed my worldview since childhood.

"Fooooor quality meat, delivered to your door, Chef’s Choice, the freezer pleaser ..."


You may have observed, if you were not in such a hurry to get this overwith, that most of the stories up to this point have been fairly short and self-contained (usually 2-10 strips, at most).

The next story encompasses a staggering 20 strips, and deals with such heady topics as illegal waste disposal, neighborly relations, raffle ticket payola, and cheese wax.

Not in that order.

I'm just breaking up the comic sequence with some text. Move along, nothing to see here.

See that Pitch Pine tree in the third panel? At the risk of being immodest, it was lovingly drawn.

One day, a commenter thought he was being funny when he "pointed out" how the pine trees in my cartoons "look nothing like pine trees". I guess I could have saved myself the trouble of studying and understanding my local ecology, and just drawn all my pine trees as big fuzzy cones on sticks.

I am not at all bitter.

Maureen is flabbergasted to find that Fred cares more about his car’s sheen than the subtle emotional cues of his neighbor, so she takes it upon herself to extend the hand of comradeship.

I like to think that the adults here gave no credence to Georgia’s frenzied confession, and that the $75 is still buried in the yard. I don’t know why I like to think that, but I needed a way to close out this page.

Friendly reminder: this site is merely a “general overview” of the comic. If you've enjoyed what you've seen so far, and you have an appropriate amount of disposable income at the ready, go ahead and buy the complete, unexpurgated archive of 570(ish) comics in paperback form, appropriately titled The Complete Mullein Fields.

Or ... if you prefer pixels to paper, a digital version of the book is also available.



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