This Week in Milford

June 9, 2014

Yeah, What the Hell Is Going On Here?!

Filed under: What the hell is going on here? — nedryerson @ 11:36 am


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This is Luckey and Amy, right? You’ll have to forgive me, I’m new here and am not sure I understand who these people are and what they are talking about.

The gist of it is, I think, that they think that luck is some kind of measurable phenomenon, a substance that operates on some type of market principle, or is otherwise subject to hoarding or scarcity. Also, they feel that their coupling has somehow created a disturbance in the normal universal distribution of luck that requires them to “uncouple” in order to return the universe to its normal state and restore the balance of luck. Did somebody spike the punch at the prom with a batch of synthetic bathtub mescaline? No, this is just Milford, you say? Is it always this weird around here?

Forgive me, as this is my first opportunity to bring this up, but am I supposed to see Amy’s unique facial features as merely freckles, or am I right to supect seborrheic keratoses?


  1. Don’t know about the freckles but she has something in common with Eddie Murphy’s Aunt Bunny in Panel 1. She’s got a mustache !

    Comment by Jive Turkey — June 9, 2014 @ 12:11 pm

  2. Times must be a changin’. Seems to me that in the olden days, the Anglo girls didn’t have mustaches.
    Am I misrememberin’ things?

    Comment by Dale — June 9, 2014 @ 12:38 pm

  3. “So you need luck, and I don’t want mine. What do we do about it?” Why doesn’t he just rub her head, the same way she rubbed his?

    Comment by teenchy — June 9, 2014 @ 12:48 pm

  4. Ho, boy. When I called this the best prom night ever did I ever hit the nail on the head.

    I am not any sort of relationship expert, but dumping your girlfriend on prom night can’t be what we in the root beer sales and distribution business call a ‘best practice’.

    Comment by timbuys — June 9, 2014 @ 4:09 pm

  5. It may be that the traumatic memory of my high school prom is blocking my higher cognitive functions, but I am having a hard time seeing where this is going. If Lucky is proposing a breakup he is being an ass, but there is precedent for this. I think they both need to have a logic teacher step in and point out that “luck” (in this case favorable outcomes in their respective ballplaying careers) is not a “zero sums game.” If Lucky believes it is (I for one think Amy– Amy Lange– is too smart to think this) this could explain a lot of the past two weeks worth of strips. Here’s a good question: where did the story go off the rails? I think it was with that out-of-nowhere perfect game pitched by a guy we had barely heard of.

    I am– almost– ready for a return visit by Herk the Mauler. Anything but another golf plot at that effing country club.

    Comment by vaganova — June 9, 2014 @ 5:59 pm

  6. Oh I love golf plots – now that I’m a TWIM writer I can break out some old golf stories to supplement my critique of the strip. These plots sometimes are so blase that we need some filler for reader enjoyment.
    So I guess now Conrad looks at Amy as a jock. After she was a warm body on the bench for most of the season. And he wants a timeout, after they’ve been doing next to nothing for 6 DAYS! This prom started June 3; they couldve put straight whiskey in the punch and it would have no effect. Even the band on the Titanic wouldve gone home by now.

    Comment by robmize2013 — June 9, 2014 @ 7:14 pm

  7. June 3rd, robmize? @#$%^!! And we are still following…

    Comment by vaganova — June 9, 2014 @ 10:16 pm

  8. Ned? Ned Ryerson? You may not remember me, but I sure as heckfire remember you! Anyway, I’m so glad this blog continues (despite the apparent psychic toll it takes on our faithful posters), and it’s always nice when an alumnus drops by. And as for today’s insanity: forget it Ned, it’s Milford.

    Comment by The Mighty Untrained FOOZLE — June 11, 2014 @ 5:04 am

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