This Week in Milford

March 23, 2017

Gil once begat Keri and, uh, some other kid

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“Seriously? With us? Haven’t we spent the last eight years or so removing any evidence that children once lived in this house?”

Maybe Mimi’s not as keen on having a live-in boy toy pool boy as we previously speculated. Fact is, I’m not even sure that’s the Thorps’ house, as a quick ‘n dirty search of the archives doesn’t conclusively show that they live in a split-level. Nonetheless I get the feeling that we’re going to be denied that long-awaited retcon of Gil and Mimi’s kids.

Dodging that bullet Gil, now pissy-faced for ever having taken that bait from Aaron, shows him the door. Maybe Aaron can walk through it and shout out what was just discussed to his teammates same as he did yesterday. Tune in tomorrow when Marty Moon finds a new boarder in his mom’s basement!

metapost: Completely unrelated but it’s nice to see Mr. Bakst giving back to his adopted community.

February 11, 2017

The Red and The Black

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Slightly meta: While I was away from the TWIM rotation there was a big change to Gocomics, where I used to crib the strip for my posts. You can no longer zoom on a strip, right click/save as, and insert into post anymore. I haven’t yet mastered the screen grab and resize to fit to my satisfaction – the strips always end up too big for my liking. Instead I’ve been saving the zoomed strip from various Comics Kingdom sites, which I don’t particularly like using because of the color monkeys’ slipshod work.

For example, whenever a Milford team is drawn in light uniforms, they invariably get colored red, which is very unlikely to happen IRL. Most teams wear white (or at least a light color) at home for contrast. Color-on-color games are more the exception than the rule, and when they do happen there’s usually a fair amount of contrast between the colors.  Having gone to a red-and-black school, I can say I’ve never seen black numbers on red jerseys without a white outline.

I’m bringing all this minutiae up because I don’t have a lot to say about today’s strip which, after a week of promising but not delivering on Mother Aagard’s mysterious line of work, promises but doesn’t quite deliver actual basketball action. Panel 2 gives us a couple other oddities: Whigham’s typical tonsure on the unnamed Mudlark gets colored brown, and the ref gives an atypical hand signal for the digit “zero.” I’m used to seeing a clenched fist represent that digit; this ref’s version could be interpreted as code for “I saw Aagard toking up behind the bleachers before the game. Don’t expect too much from him tonight.”

Song for today:

January 12, 2017

Do You Take Drugs, Danny?

Filed under: Exploding Eyeball Syndrome, Gil Thorp, metapost, Prairie Style Windows — nedryerson @ 7:50 am

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Mike and Ken have concluded their investigation and are sharing their suspicions with Gil. Smash cut to Gil’s confrontation with Aaron. I find this very interesting in as much as a public school teacher/coach would surely have to approach a meeting like this very carefully and might be required to follow some very strict guidelines. Perhaps parents would need to be present, perhaps other school personnel. Of course we know that it’s a free-for-all at Milford High and there simply isn’t time to include all the details needed for any level of verisimilitude. That would be another world entirely.

One also wonders whether Gil, armed with the circumstantial evidence from our intrepid boy detectives, might simply approach Aaron under the pretext of discussing his efforts on the court and seeming lack of conditioning. Are you getting enough sleep, son? Is there anything you’d like to talk about? In that vein. Again, that’s not Gil’s style.

All this is suddenly moot, however. Aaron is professing total innocence in the matter and he has a good reason. We have our plot now. Mom is in recovery or maybe unseen dad is a drug casualty or otherwise out of the picture due to a substance abuse problem. Aaron simply loves the night life. He likes to boogie, etc. Either that or Aaron is a good liar. We live in a post-truth world now, so why not just deny everything vociferously. Either way, details will follow. Maybe there’s something thoughtful to follow. Don’t hold your breath.

On the meta-commentary side, I used the color strip from Comics Kingdom today as the GoComics site took wasn’t available within my usual window for posting. Also, GoComics has recently updated their site and size of the default image view is different and there’s no alternate image available there anymore, so I can’t grab an image consistent with the ones I have used. I know that’s a bit OCD. Mostly, I don’t like to have to take multiple steps to produce this schlock if I don’t have to because I’m usually doing this at 5:00 am.

GoComics’ About Gil Thorp description is lazy and inaccurate, too. I submitted a comment to the site about that. Corporate overlords (or non-paid interns monitoring user feedback) need to know that Jack Berrill can’t be sent to the corn field with the Thorp children.

December 20, 2016

The Stud Earrings Clinch the case

Filed under: basketball, Coach Kaz, Gil Thorp, metapost, Prairie Style Windows — timbuys @ 5:21 am

December 19, 2016

Metapost: I saw there was no post last evening but I wasnt in the mood to throw it up, but today it was skipped so I inserted the 19th for continuity.  Aaron looks ready to rumble all right; love the no-defense dunk in practice. Gil sure is teaching that side of the ball well. First rule in basketball: Rest on offense, never rest on defense.

–Rob

December 20, 2016

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The moment it occurred to me that Aardvark might be Kaz’s illegitimate son was the moment I decided to move on from this.

Please make your case for greatest all time Milford Centers in the comments.

October 15, 2016

Too Wet for a Bonfire, I Reckon

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Milford is looking like Carter-Finley Stadium did last weekend and Gil has been following Notre Dame’s game plan. Why he has Hakeem throwing the ball in this weather is beyond me. Time for deus ex trainer Heather Burns to step in, tell Gil that The Secret Pelwecki has been practicing handoffs all week in the cafeteria and should step in to replace Archer. Gil will then either (a) ignore Heather’s advice, leading to Hakeem bungling a handoff and to a Mudlark loss (shouldn’t Mudlarks like playing in the mud?), or (b) take Heather’s advice and let Pelwecki lead the Mudlarks to victory, then admit that a girls’ soccer washout can do a better job of coaching his team than he can.

I’ll admit this contrivance isn’t what we might have been expecting but this arc is feeling just a bit too contrived. If only the girl kicker meme had been carried through; combined with the tough girl characters Rubin’s been introducing (if not developing) in the past several arcs, we could’ve been treated to a scenario similar to what North Penn (PA) football fans were treated to recently.

metapost: Thanks to Tim for covering for me on extremely short notice this past Thursday.

October 8, 2016

Far Hipsters

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The technique of aiming for the runner’s far hip with a handoff is widely accepted; hey, if it was good enough for Bud Wilkinson it’s good enough for me.  I expect that Heather Burns can read as well as any Milfordian (especially since all those little free libraries have been springing up around town) but I expect even more some sort of backstory/exposition about her quarterback coaching skills, and sooner* than later.

Those exploding fingers on The Secret Pelwecki’s near hip: sign of a romantic spark or something Rick Scott will have to tape up and splint on Monday? On that note, musical inspiration for today:

metapost: If you are or have been in the path of Hurricane Matthew, give us a shout out and let us know you’re okay. You’ll recall from my Christmas 2015 metapost that I’ve spent some time in Charleston and have friends and family there and so have spent the bulk of the day trying to keep tabs on them. I’ve not heard from Mr. Bakst, although he was rumored to have been last seen with The Gray Man of Pawley’s Island.

*See what I did there?

September 29, 2016

Beef on (Pel)weck(i)

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I don’t recall seeing the panel where The Secret Pelwecki told Gil he owed him a shot at QB just because he caused the fumble that gave the Mudlarks a shot to win the Oakwood game. I’m not gonna even try to come up with an analogy for that logic.

If Gil only knew that the new assistant trainer fancies herself The Quarterback Whisperer. He could let her work her magic on Kevin and help him realize his potential to come up big when it’s least expected. Gil needs to realize that his team’s winning the state championship two seasons ago rested entirely on the fluke of Art Standish finding a job in the Valley and Art’s son feeling most comfortable under Gil’s laissez-faire guidance. Maybe the fluke (or is that flake?) that is Pelwecki can lead his team back to the playdowns.

Speaking of flukes, as I write Wake Forest is 4-0!

metapost: I’m going to be traveling on Saturday morning and would be grateful if one of my fellow bloggers could step in for me. If not, it’ll be late in the day before I get a chance to post. Okay? Okay!

September 20, 2016

Once You Look At The Bun, It’s Hard To Look Away

Filed under: actual action, Blogroll, football, Gil Thorp, metapost, Pissy faced Gil — timbuys @ 6:10 am

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I’d say the look on Gil’s face in panel one just about perfectly captures the wry expression any of us might have when your boss accuses you of lying to your face.

Also nicely done? Cutting away right to the actual action showing just how quickly Gil’s web of lies unravels.

Not so nicely done? I’m guessing this means no bonfire.

Metapost:

Shout out to frequent TWIM commenter, chronicler of the Hall of Name and keeper of the Milford.xlsx, billytheskink who is taking a spin in the driver’s seat over at Son of Stuck Funky.

In his honor, I submit a picture of a Skink I saw over the weekend.

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