This Week in Milford

July 12, 2017

That’s Not How Journalism Works

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Looks like we’re tying up loose ends left and right. Let’s have at it:

P1: How often have you high-fived someone across your body? Carrie’s pose is just all wrong.

P2: If DD can find a few experts she might get this onto some obscure online content mill. “Two Milford girls discovered this one weird trick that’s revolutionizing the Billion dollar anger management industry!”

P3: Did Alison Bechdel key Rubin’s car or what?

July 8, 2017

That’s “Dafne.” “Hello” is my kitty’s name.

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I will refrain from falling back on my go-to “Who saw that coming?” from Black Dynamite except to say, well, I saw that coming.

Now that that’s out of the way, hey, sports! Well, sorta. Not only did laissez-faire Mimi let Daffy back onto the field after that fiasco, she let her take infield. Some of the other Lady Mudlarks must have run off from practice after being distracted by something or other.

I notice Drafty has a soccer ball in her room. Maybe Heather Burns left it behind for her. Anyhoo, while we await a week of hand-waving at Milford losses and Dafonte’s print mea culpa, we can at least have fun speculating on what misogynistic fun and games await us for the next eight weeks thereafter.

 

June 30, 2017

Go Go Golf!

Filed under: Boredom in Milford, Gil Thorp, Milford Weirdos — robmize2013 @ 6:35 pm

Just got back from a vacation to Washington to see the Cubs and another Donald Trump protest, and all I can say here is, theyre still in school, that soda title looks a lot like a summer plot, and these 4 nincompoops are still playing grab-ass with whomever has a crush on the other.

July 1 is tomorrow gang, and looks like theyre still in school too!

 

June 27, 2017

Slowest-Mover-Ever Mode?

Filed under: Boredom in Milford, Chunky Bracelets — timbuys @ 8:07 am

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Sometimes the post titles write themselves. I guess I did anticipate developments in this direction, but now that it’s happening I can’t say I’m all that interested inasmuch as we’ve been given almost nothing to go on regarding their relationships.  Well, now we know that Gary and Jimmy are especially close to each other.

Were I a bit more creative, I’d say that panel three’s depiction of returning a tray of tepid cafeteria leftovers is some sort of metaphor for writing TWIM posts, but I just can’t quite get it to work.

June 7, 2017

Why Would The Central Coach Apologize For A Disruption On The Road?

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With his first appearance in his namesake strip in nearly a month, Gil is apparently already halfway to cracking the case of the protesters who basically held up a sign silently for a half inning or so.

Clearly, the Central coach (Is he named Skip or is Gil calling him Skipper?) is about as clued in as Gil typically is. It must be nice coaching in the Valley…

Just to summarize the advancement of today’s plot: We now know ‘those girls’ are Central Students and that Ryan left after the game… Also, when Gil drinks his coffee right handed he has the L in Gil staring him in the face…

May 27, 2017

Ne c’est pas la raison d’etre

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As Ethics in Journalism Week draws to a close, we learn that it’s been the Teachers Lounge, not the Journalism Office, where Daffy and Ms. Rizk have been having their convo (and where Ms. Rizk’s earrings have fluctuated in size from typically Milford large to ear buds to visible from space). So much for that juicy story about MHS providing coffee for the Trumpet staff. Ms. Rizk makes the dual mistake of taking that convo outside into the hallway and ending it with enough of a thread of plausibility that Daffodil will run with it like a kid with the good scissors.

Now let’s sit back and watch Dafunk ruin her hard-earned rep as a hard-nosed journalist (not to mention what she’ll do to Van Auken’s) by turning into just another gossipy teen playing telephone and spreading rumors. Between the small-town gossips and the Coaches Thorp’s reps for not developing talent, it’ll be a cold day in hell before any out-of-towner with a promising athlete for a child willingly moves to Milford.

Musical inspiration for today’s post title:

May 24, 2017

The Lost Art Of The Follow Up Question

Filed under: Boredom in Milford, Chunky Bracelets — timbuys @ 7:08 am

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So, did the crooked school board member just crack like an egg the moment Dafne started inquiring about those flights and hotels? I ask as it seems like it’s pretty easy to brush her off during her investigation of the Volcano Van Auken incident.

Bonus point: in Panel two, Dafne is sporting chunky bracelets on both arms, in panel three, just a watch.

May 18, 2017

All Milkshakes, All The Time

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Boy, I’m glad I read the “About” section at GoComics this morning.  I was getting ready to lay into Whigrub for burying the sports-related aspects of this strip beneath ever increasing layers of vague, tell-don’t-show bullshit ” topical, teen-oriented issues.”

The spring arc is playing out to be about anger management and ethics in journalism.  Girls’ sports are getting worse than no attention; thus far they’re being portrayed solely as a means to meet boys and get free food.  (This time, fries with the milkshakes; maybe burgers too after the next game?) We clearly know what Dafne Dafuq loves more; if the Lady Mudlarks softball team had a more observant coach, Dafne would get the hint and drop the game. But the softball diamond is Thorp country, where laissez-faire coaching rules the day and nothing should be done to upset the shakes and fries gravy train.

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