This Week in Milford

February 21, 2015

Your PDR Moment of the Day

Filed under: basketball, Boredom in Milford, Gil Thorp, Just plain sad, Milford Idiots — teenchy @ 7:49 am

February 21, 2015


I don’t expect Max knows or cares enough to track down a copy of the PDR but for his edification (and ours) this is what branded ADDERALL® (mixed salts of a single-entity amphetamine product) looks looked like:


I say “looked” because its manufacturer divested itself of ADDERALL in 2007 “and no longer owns, manufactures, or distributes ADDERALL or any of its generic forms.” The manufacturer still produces an extended-release form of ADDERALL but it’s in capsule form.


So any non-extended release form of ADDERALL being currently sold in the US is a generic.

I also expect that Max is unaware of the side effects, adverse reactions and drug/drug interactions of ADDERALL so he won’t know to fake, oh say, dry mouth, blurred vision or changes in libido. Psychotic episodes, on the other hand, may just come naturally to him.

February 19, 2015

The Lonely Point Guard

February 19, 2015


High on a hill was a lonely point guard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Austro-Japanese was the lonely point guard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

A girl in a town quite remote from Milford
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
She blocked the shot of the lonely point guard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

O ho lay dee odl lee o, o ho lay dee odl ay
O ho lay dee odl lee o, lay dee odl lee o lay

Back in the gym in the town of Milford
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Gil’s manager followed him with a clipboard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Then in the lab did the clipboard-tote nerd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Critique the shot of the lonely point guard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

“Don’t think and shoot” heard the lonely point guard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
Took the advice of the clipboard-tote nerd
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

“Maybe… something” said the lonely point guard
Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo
“Need to know more ’bout the clipboard-tote nerd”
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Ummm (ummm) . . .
Odl lay ee (odl lay ee)
Odl lay hee hee (odl lay hee hee)
Odl lay ee

[repeat verses 5 and 6]

Happy are they lay dee olay dee lee o . . .
O lay dee o lay dee lay dee ho
Just the duet ‘cause they blew off Theo
Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo

Odl lay ee, old lay ee
Odl lay hee hee, odl lay ee
Odl lay odl lay, odl lay odl lee, odl lay odl lee
Odl lay odl lay odl lay – HOO!







(Now if Lysol turns out to be a shooting guard this was all for naught.)

February 18, 2015

This Is All Going To End Badly

Filed under: actual action, basketball, Milford Idiots — timbuys @ 2:01 am

February 17, 2015


I’ll be frank: I figured Bobby’s advice would help her but I was not expecting what is depicted in panel one to be how Leisl was going to implement Bobby’s advice. I would have never guessed that ‘overplaying the right’ as a means of exploiting a perceived weakness in her opponent’s dribble by ‘making her use [the dribble]’ would mean that Leisl was going to somehow swoop around the player’s left side as she went after the ball which is being held firmly in the opponent’s hands.

As for the rest, eh, looks like we’ve set up quite a few storylines with crossing tensions: Bobby-Max, Max-Adderall, Bobby’s Ambition-Leisl’s biology grades, Gil-Hooch, etc.

February 16, 2015

Street Level Pharmacist

Filed under: actual action, basketball, Milford Idiots — nedryerson @ 5:27 am

February 16, 2015

It’s one stop shopping with Bobby Howry. He’ll help you with your dribble drive, tune up your brand and he’ll even supply you with prescription drugs (presumably, see comments from previous post discussing likelihood of placebo deployment). Just don’t ask him for a towel.

In the interim, there’s this other basketball team that we sort of care about but not really. How about a panel of that?

February 15, 2015

The Eyes of Bacon Are Upon You

Filed under: basketball, Boredom in Milford, Just plain sad, Milford Idiots — teenchy @ 9:46 am

February 14, 2015


Good grief, this is getting monotonous.  Bobby’s three raised fingers yesterday could’ve signified how many times Max has asked him for a hit of Adderall. Is Bobby finally gonna cave and give Max a dose? Or can he resist the eyes of Bacon, breaking the fourth wall and boring into his – your – very soul?

We’ve seen so much of the Milford Magic School Bus (MMSB) this arc it’s practically become a recurring character. Tonight someone is following MMSB a tad too close. Better hope Robert Loggia isn’t the bus driver!

February 13, 2015

Texting to the Max

Gil Thorp

Love Bobbys expression and hands in both panel 1 and panel 3, where he puts up 3 giant fingers to show Max Headroom how far apart they are. And Max texts about Bobby needing to show what kind of big-time coach he will be by solving Max’s deficiencies. Now Bobby looks like the normal person, where before he came off as a pompous sob. Max looks like an idiot texting someone right in front of him, but we’ll see where this leads when trhey get back to Milford.

February 9, 2015

Can You Describe The Thing?

Filed under: Milford Idiots — nedryerson @ 7:33 am

February 9, 2015

C’mon Max, everybody knows that if you want to score some “ADHD Drugs”, the person you need to see is the school nurse. She’s the one with the “locked” cabinet in her “office” containing all the students’ prescription medications.* I think she dispenses them Nurse Ratched style from “drive-through” window they’ve installed. Why don’t you grab a DSM-V, study up on the behavioral components of ADHD, and shuffle by a grab a few. They’ll never know the difference. Also, you can probably score some at that truck stop on the edge of town. It may not be pharmaceutical grade, but you’re clearly not a man of discriminating tastes.

*This was school policy in my school district all the way through high school. Schools probably have their own pharmacists these days.

February 7, 2015

Upgraded from Coach

February 6, 2015



February 7, 2015


If Bobby Howry hasn’t landed himself into the Milford Pantheon of Pretentious Douchebags already, these two strips should seal the deal. On Friday, lumpy straight man Theo gets the brush-off at lunch as Bobby dazzles Lysol with his post-game analysis (I guess; we don’t see what he’s sayin’) then gets an earful of Knox Foley-speak at the lockers.

Bobby’s attitude in today’s strip could theoretically (see what I did there?) be an example of the “save it for marriage” trope that’s an underlying tenet of the strip Luann, but the raw egotism behind his rationale launches him into the douchebag stratosphere. Mixed messages in the thought balloon, however (which run counter to any ideas that his character is modeled on Ted Allen). He would be well served to watch a movie in his downtime.

No time for that now: Bobby’s got to fend off Max Bacon, who’s still itching for a hit of Adderall.

metapost: I didn’t see a 2/6 post so I’ve posted two days’ strips for sake of continuity. I’ll be on the road next Saturday so I’ve asked one of my fellow bloggers to step into my place in the rotation.

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