Over on my mathematics blog I had a rush of enough mathematics-themed comics to justify listing another collection of comic strips. Several of them also opened up the sorts of meaty subjects I can really talk about, like, infinite series and entropy and the like. So if you missed all that, please, give it a try and see if you like this not-intentionally-funny discussion of comics.
Meanwhile in the Bud Sagendorf reruns of Popeye I learned just how he carried out eight more weeks of Popeye fretting about his last name without ever revealing it on-screen: he didn’t. Sagendorf’s stories routinely twisted their way into nonsense unrelated to the starting incident, and ended without actually resolving things, but here apparently the list I had of how long his stories took had an error.
After Saturday’s admittedly stirring moment in which Popeye declares he knows who he is and his name is irrelevant — almost that he yam what he yam, or something like that — the next daily strip was a new story: “A depressing tale of — One Of A Kind!”. I admit wondering how we’re supposed to get to something “depressing” from an inappropriately locked toolshed, but we’ve got twelve weeks to develop this, if my list hasn’t got any more glitches in it. I’m guessing something Eugene-the-Jeep-y. Also that Swee’pea has good reason to be going into the toolshed on his own.