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
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 4, 2015
Indulge me, if you will, by allowing me to go on as briefly as I can about my method for composing these posts. First, I read the words for any sort of comedy gold. Today, for example, Max in panel one was pretty stupid but not funny. Similarly in panel two, there’s something there about Bobby’s mini-speech and in panel three I got a little chuckle out of him being so snotty in his reply to Leisl. OK, not a lot to work with there, so I start to examine the art for anything interesting: Panel one Bobby Howry looks as though he’s in his late forties, exploding ear lobe in panel two and so on. Then, I get to today’s panel three and probably didn’t even see it until the third or fourth time I looked at it.
We make fun of the backgrounds here at TWIM as part of our jobs, but I have to give credit where credit is due: in case there is any confusion, this is taking place in biology class. Good lord, I hope it’s taking place in biology class!
February 3, 2015
Looks as though Max just transgressed several boudaries with Bobby here. I have to give the Baconator credit though, he went from zero to Milford Megajerk in almost no time flat.
I’m sure there will be plenty of time for that to pan out over the next few weeks. In the meantime, I’d like to play one of our older games here at TWIM and try to guess the model for that car in panel one. I will have to throw up my hands however as that Kamm tail has me flummoxed.
February 2, 2015
Let’s celebrate the first strip of February and Groundhog Day with…another couple panels featuring the Milford school bus. Due to Milford’s geographically diverse road schedule, that bus logs a lot of miles and is overdue for a salute. We salute you, school bus.
Okay, I guess I have to talk about this plot, which has now moved past the #branding nonsense into…what the hell is going on here?
So Bobby has ADHD? Is that supposed to be common knowledge or did Max just diagnose it himself? Maybe he thought Bobby really did have AHDD (African Heritage Dancers & Drummers) and didn’t want to sound dumb so he let that go when Bobby corrected him?
And what of Max’s retort? “I want some!” You want some ADHD? You’re feeling flat and think the answer is to develop a complicated set of neurological and behavioral conditions in the hopes that it might put more pep in you step on the basketball court? That’s pretty consistent with the idiocy we’ve seen so far this winter, so okay. (He might be asking Bobby for some of his medication, if he has assumed that Bobby may have been prescribed the drug adderall. It’s the preferred pharmaceutical grade stimulant of kids everywhere! Is there room for this in the plot, too?)
Say, how about that Super Bowl? I’ve seen my share of heartbreaking interceptions deciding Super Bowls, but that thing was, oh man, I don’t have words. Sorry Pete Carroll, but it doesn’t get any more bone-headed than that.
January 31, 2015
Wannabe Coach Bobby Howry knows the Milford lingo cold – and, for once, has a valid point. (Okay, maybe twice if you count his shoot-without-thinking advice to Lysol.) Bacon got his, uh, bacon handed to him by All-League Antoine Reed. No shame in that if it’s a teachable moment.
But where is Max going with his plea for help? Does he think Bobby’s gonna become his S&C coach too? Or just lead him to a Milford pop-up business specializing in
bad tattoos pirated DVDs dietary supplements? Max needs a taste of what Silent John Pascoe and Tip Nunn were cookin’ for Saad Shamoun.
As the snow falls silently on the road from Jefferson to Milford, it should be fun to watch the Mudlark School Bus – which looks like a mashup of My Neighbor Totoro‘s Catbus and Racing President Teddy Roosevelt – make its way home. More fun, maybe, than watching Bobby try to mentor Bacon.
January 24, 2015
Well we’re at Jefferson now and the Jeffs have suited up Sir Michael Rocks to drop the
beat rock on Milford. There’s another illegal #7 on the Jeffs’ roster; too bad no one on the Milford staff pays attention to that sort of thing. They’re too busy working on their #brand to be bothered with such minutiae.
Looks like Maxwell Bacon’s gonna saunter over to that travel bingo game set up in front of Marty and tell him how he wants the Maxwell Bacon #brand positioned during the broadcast. I have no idea how this will pan out but I suspect this game will end with a Milford loss, an embarrassing showing by Bacon and some kind of blowback onto Bobby Howry for suggesting Maxwell work on his #brand.
Sorry I haven’t put more thought into this post but I’ve got to finish shoveling my driveway. Four inches of heart attack snow last night. Whaddaya say we meet at BIG ED’S BBQ when I’m finished? I know Matawan’s a hike but the roads should be clear. If Matawan’s too far there’s always the one in Red Boiling Springs, or Middlesboro, or Riverdale (bet Archie and Jughead hit that one up)… nah, knowing Rubin I suspect he’s referring to the Big Ed’s with locations in North Chicago, Waukegan and Libertyville. Geez, if only I put as much thought into this post as I did into searching for BIG ED’S BBQ… this might actually be entertaining and I might not be hungry.