This Week in Milford

February 2, 2017

“Do you ever have déjà vu, Mrs. Lancaster?”

gt02022017

Y’all know who should really be doing today’s post, don’t y’all? Not just because of his screen name, but because this strip is starting to resemble that movie.

With all this repetition – the junior sleuth thing, the apple-juggling bit, the keyhole bangs on every white Mudlark hooper not named Aaron Aagard –  I’m really starting to think Rubin’s trolling us.

I reckon tomorrow we’ll find out why Those Apartments on Poplar (besides being a jumping-off point for a spinoff of Gil Thorp) doesn’t make sense, but then when has anything about this arc made sense?

Advertisements

9 Comments »

  1. I am 100% not here for Apartment 3-G: Poplar Street. It’d have all the excitement of the original, except in Milford instead of NYC.

    Comment by drewfunk — February 2, 2017 @ 8:59 am

  2. – On a Lane City street corner three hours before a rave, February 2, 2035 –

    Mike: Aaron? Hey, Aaron? Aaron! Aaron Aagard? Aaron Aagard, I thought that was you!
    Aaron: Hi, how you doing? Thanks for coming to the show.
    Mike: Hey, hey! Now, don’t you tell me you don’t remember me because I sure as heckfire remember you.
    Aaron: Not a chance.
    Mike: Mike… Granger! “The Lone Granger”? “Granger Danger”? C’mon, buddy, Milford High Basketball!
    Mike Granger… I saw you pull that fake apple juggling bit on some sophs? Bing!
    Mike Granger… I thought it didn’t make sense that you lived in those apartments on Poplar? Bing, again.
    Mike Granger… Ken Brown and I overheard you say “Molly” once and told Coach Thorp you were on drugs? Well?
    Aaron: Mike Granger?
    Mike: Bing!
    Aaron: Bing.

    Comment by billytheskink — February 2, 2017 @ 9:04 am

  3. Good one, billy.

    Man, I’m slow on the uptake, because I had no idea what you were talking about, teenchy. It dawned on me eventually.

    Groundhog Day isn’t much on my radar in Florida. We’ve barely had winter the last few years. For my purposes, I’d define winter as a period of more than a week where the temperature doesn’t get above 60.

    Wait, they made a movie about it?? N’yuk, n’yuk n’yuk.

    As far as Encyclopedia Brown and Mike, Junior Gumshoes go, hoo boy, what a slog. What doesn’t make sense? Only junkies live in those apartments because you always see Bubbles from The Wire pushing a shopping cart full of scrap metal around the neighborhood?

    Comment by nedryerson — February 2, 2017 @ 10:43 am

  4. Bing! Seriously, there’s a very very small cadre of fictional characters that I think about often, as if they were real.

    Cleve Connell from Salter’s, The Hunters is one, and Bubs from The Wire is the other.

    Comment by g2design — February 2, 2017 @ 11:08 am

  5. This has The China Syndrome/The Da Vinci Code intensity being executed by the Hardy Boys. Are they going to be Bob Woodward/Carl Bernstein and dig through Aardvark’s(or Mrs. Aardvark’s) file next?
    If that’s the case, Gomer Pyle and Sergeant Carter have come to Milford for these special purposes.
    “Shazam!!!!! I told you fellers, Aardvark is Deep Throat after all!!!!!!!!”
    “Pyyylle!!!!!! Knock it off!!!!!!!!”

    Comment by T. Drew Hardin — February 2, 2017 @ 1:17 pm

  6. By now, I should have learned to set my expectations low enough, but damned if Rubin hasn’t undershot them again.
    A story that has apparently lost its will to live, with no characters who have anything at stake.
    Two high school boys spending every spare moment trying to figure out the quirky personality of another high school boy. Real high school boys don’t spend this much time trying to figure out high school girls.
    An athletic director and head coach who shows up one day a month … wait … that’s been going on for years …
    A total of three characters and one plot line to hold our interest. Shaffer pulled it off with “Sleuth”, but Rubin, you are no Anthony Shaffer.
    How much longer until we see Barry Bader again?

    Comment by Philip — February 2, 2017 @ 3:30 pm

  7. We think we cares but he doesn’t always show it . Oh? And you schmucks do? Instead of trying to solve a caper that may not exist and playing video games why don’t you turds practice your jump shot? Or free throws? Or something basketball related that may actually help the team instead of pointing fingers.

    Comment by Jive Turkey — February 2, 2017 @ 6:36 pm

  8. I agree, Jive Turkey. Instead of basketball players who just happen to be wannabe detectives, they’re wannabe detectives who just happen to be basketball players(“Elementary, Watson, we all knew the haberdashery opened at eccentric hours of the day. That left enough time for the killer to enter through the side entrance and-we have a game with New Thayer? I thought they moved it back to Thursday.”).
    Teenchy, you never let me down. I loved your hilarious sequel title. It has that Marcel Proust feel to it. Developed further, we would eventually run across “Remembrance of Things Past: Those Apartments on Poplar” or the French version “A La Recherche du Temps Perdu: Ces Appartements sur Poplar”. Sure to be a classic. Check your local PBS station.
    BTW, Ned, I will check out your Jazz contribution the other day. Being a Jazz fan forever(chasin’ the Trane, baby(ha)), that was a nifty video. Keep ’em coming.

    Today’headline from the Milford Enquirer
    “Lost Watergate Tapes Uncovered!!!!!!!!!!!! Ken And Mike(a/k/a Hardy Boys) Stumble Across Rare Find!!!!!!!!!!!”
    Sub headline
    “Item Was Lodged In Video Library For Decades.”

    Comment by T. Drew Hardin — February 2, 2017 @ 8:21 pm

  9. Why do these two mooks stubbornly refuse to mind THEIR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS??

    Comment by Hitorque — February 3, 2017 @ 7:48 am


RSS feed for comments on this post. TrackBack URI

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.

%d bloggers like this: