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Sally Forth: The Origin of Starlee

Posted in Uncategorized by cesco7 on June 24, 2018

Stacey at New York Comic Con dressed as “Ziggy Stardust Meets Jem,” the cosplay that inspired Starlee and Sally Forth’s own outfit in today’s Sunday strip.

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Sally Forth: First the Cosplay, then the Role-Play

Posted in Uncategorized by cesco7 on June 24, 2018

Judge Parker—Now with Non-Stop Chyron Action!

Posted in Uncategorized by cesco7 on June 21, 2018

The thing about televised law enforcement press briefings is that they are real-life exposition devices with one uninterrupted camera angle. In short, I gave Mike almost nothing to work with visually and you get a full week to really study LAPD Commander Harold Mahler’s pores.

Sally Forth and Recent History

Posted in Uncategorized by cesco7 on June 21, 2018

With today’s strip we’ve received comments from people saying, “Come on, man! That happened a full year ago! Try catching up!” But there was never a reason to cite the Fyre Festival in the comic until today. (Unless we’d done a flashback of Ted being the last to escape the island, already having befriended a Spalding ball he named “Koosh.”) That’s like you citing a historical moment only for someone to say, “Come on, man! That happened 148 years ago! Cite a new Franco-Prussian battle!”

Before the Comic Con Comes the Cosplay

Posted in Uncategorized by cesco7 on June 21, 2018

Remember—”Sally Forth, Starlee, and the Comic Con” starts Monday, June 25th!
Also, “Sally Forth, Starlee, and the Comic Con” sounds like an early 70s movie or at least an IMDb listing for Troy McClure.

How My Dad Got Me Mel Blanc’s Autograph—A Father’s Day Post

Posted in Uncategorized by cesco7 on June 17, 2018

NOTE: This is NSFW. Really. There is copious line-art nudity. But there is also a photo from The Big Lebowski, so there is that.

Back in the early to mid-70’s porn was enjoying a cultural resurgence, thanks in large part to such travelogues as Last Tango in Paris, Debbie Does Dallas and, um, The Wild World of Spurts.

During that time my dad was a graphic package designer best known for designing the logos for Pepsi, American Airlines, Folgers and Winston Chewing Tobacco, a product that once had as its either un-copyedited or purposeful tagline—“Put a Little Winston in Your Mouth.”

But Dad longed for bigger things. All his life he wanted more than anything to be a cartoonist. Every Saturday morning he and I sat on the sofa and watch almost every animated show, all leading up to our very favorite cartoon, The Bugs Bunny/Road Runner Hour

And every night Dad worked on his cartoon and comic art submissions, hoping for the day he would be struck by that one grand idea, that one unequivocal moment of creative brilliance. That moment finally arrived when he drew this…

The Original Orgy Shirt—151 naked people, six dogs, and what I thought until the age of 11 was sponge cake at the very top, all engaged in 100% cotton sexual congress.

Sensing he had hit upon the right drawing for the right decade (and still smarting from the fact that Milton Bradley had refused to buy his party game “Pick-a-Dick”), Dad pulled together the funds and ran an ad (copy written by Screw Magazine and Channel J founder Al Goldstein) for his new shirt in Playboy, Penthouse, Hustler, Oui, Cheri, and New York Magazine.

The Original Orgy Shirt proved an instant hit and soon dad and I were making weekly drop-offs at such “alternative clothing” places as the Pleasure Chest. There dad conducted business while I wandered the store, checking out the zipper masks and ball gags, because when it came to leaving your six-year-old child unattended in a car in Lower Manhattan circa 1974 or bringing him into an establishment that years later would have him exclaiming in a packed screening of Pulp Fiction, “I recognize that gimp suit!” the latter was by far the wiser choice.

The Original Orgy shirt was such a hit that my dad started to draw and sell a whole host of others that I won’t name here but suffice it to say one was called “Cockamania.” (Although, technically, it was “Uncircumcised Cockamania.”) But it was the Orgy shirt that got the most attention. It won several international design awards, led to a Penthouse model doing a photo shoot on the glass table we still eat Christmas dinner on and inadvertently resulted in me being told off at age seven by actor Sam Elliott…

Who, frankly, had every reason to be mad at me because I kept taking complimentary mood rings by the fat fistful from his booth when my family spent our spring-break vacation at the 1975 Daytona Adult Film and Entertainment Expo where he was promoting his film for the following year, Lifeguard.

Over the next few years my dad started receiving countless orders from U.S. Ambassadors, Bank Presidents, Newspaper magnates, and Malcolm Forbes, seen here ordering two Orgy shirts on News Years, 1975…and then paying for it on the company dime.

But perhaps the single most important order arrived on July, 1974, which directly quoted the ad and read (click on image to make larger)…

Now for those of you who had the sheer gall to be born after 1985, Mel Blanc was the voice–if not the soul–of Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Porky Pig, Sylvester the Cat, Tweety Bird, Foghorn Leghorn, Yosemite Sam, Wile E. Coyote, Barney Rubble, Mr. Spacely, and literally hundreds of other cartoon characters that my Dad watched and discussed throughout my childhood. So when dad opened this letter he quickly knew it was more than a simple T-shirt order. It was a chance to provide his son with a keepsake he knew would mean all the world to him. So he immediately mailed several T-shirts, politely asking that in return the man who gave so much joy to him and his son on those Saturday mornings give them one more thing. Less than three months later I received this autograph…

And the following response on official Bugs Bunny stationary that included some words from Bugs himself…

And reads: “Thanks very much for the t-shirts. Mine fits perfectly but Bugs’ is a little loose around the crotch. Bugs says it taught him a lot of new ways. Thanks again. Sincerely, Mel Blanc.”

Happy Father’s Day, everyone.

Coming This Summer to Sally Forth: Starlee and the Comic Con Experience!

Posted in Uncategorized by cesco7 on June 15, 2018

Sally Forth: A Very Serious Cookie

Posted in Uncategorized by cesco7 on June 10, 2018


By the way, “Peek Freans are a very serious cookie.” Now watch as the cast of Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark steals someone’s dessert…

Judge Parker: This Just In…

Posted in Uncategorized by cesco7 on June 10, 2018


For those who may mistake this as a comment on recent news, I understand, but please look at this post about comic strip deadlines.

A Few Words on Today’s “Judge Parker”

Posted in Uncategorized by cesco7 on June 9, 2018

JP June 9 2018

Many of you who read newspaper comics know that strips are written months in advance. Well, at the very least weeks in advance. But I completely understand why this is not common knowledge. And I bring this up to stress that because of such publication deadlines today’s Judge Parker is in no way a reaction to the utterly tragic, untimely deaths of Kate Spade and Anthony Bourdain this week. To do so would be a complete dismissal of what it means to be human and humane. I also want to state that the storyline will have absolutely nothing to do with suicide (though I know this puts it in the precarious position of seeing the upside of accidental death or murder). There was never any intent—or even possibility—that a newspaper strip could so quickly—and what would be so regrettably—respond to such recent revelations.

That said, I am deeply sorry to any reader who saw today’s strip and thought otherwise. I have absolutely no intention to dismiss what is certainly such a genuine reaction. I can only explain why the strip and events are unrelated.

But given this week’s horrible news I want to reiterate that anyone coping with the depths of depression and seeming absence of answers should call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255. However, it is often those who need others the most who feel as if it can help them the least. So if you know someone struggling please, I cannot say this enough, do not tell them all the pain that they will cause by taking their own life. This will only encourage their belief that they can only have a negative impact on loved ones and the world. Instead, call them. Visit them. Take them out of their home and their mind, if only for an hour, if only for a sandwich, if only for a walk. What may seem to you the slightest of acts could to someone be the greatest proof that they are wanted, that they are seen in a positive light, and that their death will not be a relief but a tremendous absence. It has been a life-saving gesture for me. It can be for so many others.

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