This Week in Milford

September 20, 2017

Dang! The Dude’s Actually Good!

Filed under: ?, Just plain sad, What the hell is going on here? — timbuys @ 8:11 am

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P1: I shall not disparage the Elks Club, but I would question taking my date there. Unless that is supposed to be Gil and Mimi, in which case carry on.

P2: This is not original with me but, dang!, creepy uncle sure is a mulleted ringer for Lester Moore.

P3: Mike… doesn’t look too much better in profile than he does head on, does he?

Bonus point: I really, really hope that Rick’s got a cowbell or something and he literally is going ta-tata-ta. Playing with that kind of syncopated feel can be pretty tricky.

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September 9, 2017

Trey Facepalms for Us All

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What more need we say?

P1: If Jaquan was a star these past two months would’ve been moot. Not all who wander are lost – except for Rubin, who was lost.

P2: Albrecht Dürer meets Roy Lichtenstein, Whigham style.

P3: Freeze-Frame Ending. If you listen hard enough you can hear the theme from “CHiPs.”  Here are a few more to hold y’all over until Monday.

September 7, 2017

This Had the Potential to be Interesting

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Wow, is this the ultimate in laissez-faire or what? Not only does Gil deliver a contrived platitude, we don’t even get to see him do it. Gil should’ve told his football team that if they had the potential to win back-to-back state championships, they didn’t need to prove it to anybody else. They’d already be back-to-back state champions!

Maybe this portends a new turn in Gil Thorp. Young athletes or wannabe athletes do or do not do something, followed by an exposition panel where the athlete/wannabe says that that’s what Coach Thorp told them to do/not do, or maybe they should’ve listened to Coach Thorp when he told them whatever off-panel. Or something.

Hopefully after Saturday we won’t hear from Jaquan for another five or six years, when he returns as a history teacher/life football basketball coach who gamely coaches his team to fall just short of the Mudlarks.  Then he can thank Gil profusely for all of his advice and for telling him he had the potential to be a history teacher/basketball coach and didn’t have to prove it to anybody else.

metapost: That whole “new turn” thing is stuck in my brain, as this Hurricane Irma prepares to turn and deliver a blow to Florida, Georgia, South Carolina, and maybe more. I’ve got a lot of friends and family potentially in the path, and it’s kinda messing with my concentration to deliver a daily dose of mirth via Milford. (You’re thinking, “Why should today be any different?”)  Just as with you TWIMers in Texas last week, you TWIMers in the affected areas please check in with us and let us know you’re safe.

 

July 3, 2017

Pretending To Be Interested

Filed under: Just plain sad — nedryerson @ 5:15 am

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So, Gary, Carrie, Jimmy and Dafne were at Jimmy’s and Carrie put a move on Gary which Gary rebuffed. Carrie, upset by the abrupt rejection, ran off in tears. Jimmy then puts a move on Dafne, but Dafne’s having none of it because her concern is with her “bestie”, Carrie. Then Jimmy comes clean with Dafne about Gary’s feigned interest in Carrie in support of Jimmy’s interest in Dafne.

Will Dafne level with Jimmy that she had no interest in Jimmy and was only hanging around because Carrie’s been crushing on Gary since the early days of this horrible plot? Will Jimmy then cry and run away (even though it’s his house) leaving Dafne and Gary to drink the rest of the Cokes? Maybe Dafne and Jimmy can just have a laugh about the awkward situation created by this sixth grade relationship fumbling. Somebody should get a laugh.

Haven’t these kids been hanging around enough to exchange phone numbers and text back and force enough to figure out where things stand vis a vis hook-up potential? Kids do stuff like this I presume.

May 10, 2017

Help Your Buddy Out?

Filed under: general nonsense, Just plain sad, Milford Idiots, softball — timbuys @ 6:59 am

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Ho boy… Sorry folks but I don’t have the stomach for teenage romantic hi-jinks this morning.

I do find it kinda amusing that Gary is still complaining about/questioning the reason why he is attending the game as they are walking up the sidewalk that leads directly to the batter’s cage in panel one.

April 15, 2017

Giving Up Walks with a Ghost

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Reading yesterday’s strip left me scratching my head.  I wasn’t sure if Dafne Dafuq was trolling Carrie Hobson by tagging her the “star pitcher” or simply trying to boost her ego.  After all, Carrie’s track record isn’t much to get excited about, so why not get her excited about a track athlete?  Because nobody gets excited about track in Milford – nobody.

Carrie knows the score and isn’t afraid to admit it. In so doing she hips us to the fact that the late Boo Radley was a junior last season – a fact I don’t think Rubin hipped us to before. (Thanks billytheskink for the confirmation; I hadn’t had my coffee yet this morning when I posted.)  Dafuq then seizes the opportunity to further troll Carrie by calling her by Boo’s nickname for True. I think we’ve got a real shit-stirrer in the making here, on the diamond or off.

BTW, have we learned Double D’s position yet? Between those Ernie Lombardi mitts of hers and her penchant for needling people, she seems a natural behind the plate.

Today’s post title inspiration:

March 21, 2017

So, Gil’s Office Door Opens Right Into The Locker Room?

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I am amazed, again, at how much this whole thing is just Gil winging it and largely deferring to AaAa’s whims.

Panel three raises all kinds of questions as Mike’s hangdog expression and Ken’s exploding eyeball suggests that they still feel like they should be solving the case of the kid who’s parents do drugs (and/or live in Norway).

March 18, 2017

In Like a (Home)wrecking Ball

Filed under: Chunky Bracelets, Gil Thorp, hideous scar faces, Just plain sad — teenchy @ 11:09 am

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Yesterday we finally found out what Gil’s been feeding Aaron – Purina Rat Chow. Today Gildeaux, the one-man crisis intervention squad, keeps moving the chains forward.* But to get to the goal of a healthy life for young Aaron, he seems determined to drive through the red zone of breaking up the Aagard nuclear family.

What next then for Aaron? Does he become the Thorps’ replacement child? Does Gil have a seven-day plan for him? Does this arc drag out into baseball season? Let’s hope not!

Show of hands: How many of you looked at P2 – especially the B&W version – and thought Tina Aagard was looking through her glasses through her hair a la Cousin Itt? Thought so.

*Yeah, I know football metaphor, so sue me.

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