This Week in Milford

June 22, 2019

Let Us Not Speak Of The Cool Again



Damn Rubin, why not go for the trifecta and use “too cool” in every panel?

Since my TCFS Goes To Eleven post on May 11 the phrase has been uttered (in whole, in part, or as its abbreviation) on-panel an additional twelve (12) times not counting today. Add two more today and we get a total of twenty-five (25) “too cool”s in this arc. That horse hasn’t been beaten to death, it’s been pounded into jerky. So has the major plot point that celebrating your interests can turn into cliquishness faster than you can say a tired catchphrase.

This is what we get when we ask for a female-centered arc in Gil Thorp. And we thought we were getting somewhere with Paloma Padilla. I have nothing more to say about this nonsense; I’m off to hang with Mr. Bakst this weekend.  Hopefully when we get back on Monday they’re plotting something over cocktails at Casa Thorp that doesn’t involve balls and sticks.




  1. In the real world:
    1. there are never silly grins after losing a high school postseason game
    2. the players would tacitly agree to never again use the term “rally hippo”
    3. Carla North, who committed the crucial error and then left her game-ending drive eight feet short, would have to catch a ride home with her mom because neither she nor her teammates would want her on the bus.

    Comment by Philip — June 22, 2019 @ 4:26 pm

  2. Horse jerky! Its time has come/

    Comment by Downpuppy (@Downpuppy) — June 22, 2019 @ 8:08 pm

  3. Teenchy, while you’re havin’ a great time in Margaritaville

    LOVED your horse jerky comment. Plenty to go around in this storyline(unfortunately).

    At the Milford Country Club Golf Course, #4, Par 5, dog leg right

    “Damn, Gil, that’s the second one you shot in the lake. That’s 2 ball drops in a row. Whattup this morning?”
    Pulls a Slim Jim, Dark Meat Seasoning that are wedged between his woods out of his golf bag and chews mightily down on a generous chunk
    “Hell if I know, Kaz. BTW, once I sink this 8-footer, I gotta hit that Port-o-Potty next to that sycamore tree. I hope it has plenty of Charmin.”

    And Foghorn Leghorn with his “That’s a joke, ladies” comment in P3 reminds me of Foghorn’s comment at the ball game

    “Them, I say, them Lady Mudlarks remind me of why Gil had to go the emergency room at the Milford Men’s Clinic. They wuz both windin’ up short.”

    Comment by tdrewhardin — June 23, 2019 @ 9:52 am

  4. I have to say because I’m that kind of a prick that I never clamored for or even remotely cared for a girl sports arc. Put them back in the cheerleading outfits where they belong.

    Comment by Jive Turkey — June 23, 2019 @ 11:27 am

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