This Week in Milford

July 2, 2021

All summer long

Filed under: Boredom in Milford, Coach Kaz, Gil Thorp, song parody — robmize2013 @ 3:27 pm

It was 2021 his thoughts were short his hair was long

Caught somewhere between a boy and man

She was 17 but she was far from in between

It was summertime in northern Milfordland.

Zane was pitching part time

Washing floors had no time

That damn library board election went nowhere.

They didnt have no internet

But man they never will forget

The way Brito told Zane to comb his hair.

And Gil was drinking lemonade

Having cake with old man Abe

Making love in the library was Zanes favorite song.

Sipping coffee at Cantina

Not thinking bout graduation

Singing “Library Board Election” all summer long.


  1. Ah, yes.
    I was thinking the one thing about this season that was in improvement was that they just ran the story in order, instead of hiding the Big Sekrit in the purse.
    But NO! Why the hell is Gil invested in the library board election?
    Inquiring minds ask WTF?

    Comment by Downpuppy — July 2, 2021 @ 4:27 pm

  2. Interesting problem? Just let it play out ya meddling prick. Well, this won’t be wrapped by tomorrow. Another week of this crap. IT’S JULY!

    Comment by Jive Turkey — July 2, 2021 @ 4:50 pm

  3. “ his problem “? Wtf…. What a busy-body dick

    Comment by franku2016 — July 2, 2021 @ 8:07 pm

  4. All I can think is that Kaz is fuckin with Gil just for his own amusement

    Comment by franku2016 — July 3, 2021 @ 8:40 am

  5. Oh great, it’s that spearing bites of fruit pie with a fork thing again! Okay, granted maybe you could get a sizable chunk of crust to stay on the end of your fork while you wax redundantly about how eating pie is the best part of being on the library board. C’mon though, is Rollie a pie Ninja?

    Comment by nedryerson — July 3, 2021 @ 1:21 pm

  6. Again, a sign of the decline of the fruit pie as a largely American thing. Chores are all done, it’s Saturday afternoon, let’s go down to Maureen’s diner for a piece of raspberry pie… Cletus will be there, and probably Coach Dale. They’ll at least know that with pie, you use your fork as a scoop.

    Comment by vaganova — July 3, 2021 @ 3:33 pm

  7. I am sure I have already worn out “pie” as a subject of discussion, inspired in part by Megan McArdle’s column in yesterday’s Washington Post. But for bona fides, my time as a pilot goes back to a time when a lot of the older pilots on the field were WW 2 and Korea vets, guys with time not just in jets, but more to my liking, carrier airplanes such as the SBD (“scout bomber Douglas”) and the TBF (“torpedo bomber Grumman.”) There I was, practically a kid, strapping into a pre-war Boeing Stearman biplane or a postwar Cessna 195 with guys who’d learned to fly in the service and were eager to pass on what they had learned. I practically wore out my mental note-taking capacity. Weekend missions often involved flying to other small fields fifty or a hundred miles away to talk with the pilots there in the lounge, over… pie. Much like pie, those small fields full of crusty guys with worn flight jackets are increasingly a thing of the past, one I miss.

    Comment by vaganova — July 3, 2021 @ 6:52 pm

  8. @vaganova, you’ve struck a nerve. yhs never served but has some strong Naval aviation connections, from a father who served on an Essex-class carrier to an uncle who was lost piloting a PB4Y-1 (“patrol bomber, fourth design, Consolidated”) in the Pacific in 1945.

    Today’s very late post coming momentarily.

    Comment by teenchy — July 3, 2021 @ 9:17 pm

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