This Week in Milford

July 22, 2017

Turn and Grunt

Filed under: big arms, exposition comics, football, Gil Thorp, Milford Weirdos — teenchy @ 9:25 am

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We got a lot of good exposition from the TWIM hive mind yesterday.  Trey Davis and Jaquan Case are back after a decade plus and looking very little like their teenaged selves* (change in artists notwithstanding).  Like many if not most young adults, they look to be shedding some of their teenage personas as well.  Yeah, a lot of folks wouldn’t want to be called “The Don” these days, and that’s all I have to say about that.

Speaking of weird handshakes, is it considered impolite to leave your gloves on to shake the hand of someone who is barehanded?  Opinions appear to differ.   Heather’s cankles are looking mighty thick today. Wonder if she taped them herself. I’m sure we’ll learn more about her future as Trey and Jaquan fill in their backstories in the coming days.

*I’d link more but Gocomics went down as I was composing this post.

July 20, 2017

Shredded Wheet!

Filed under: big arms, football, freak hands, Gil Thorp, Milford Weirdos, Pantheon of Hair — teenchy @ 4:57 am

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The Secret Pelwecki’s not-so-secret project to convert himself into a fullback has gotten someone’s attention, but not Gil’s. (I’m sure we’ll see him knocking back Long Island Iced Teas on the porch before long.)  These big galoots* who just happened to be working out at the football field have gotten sucked into the project as well.  Eventually Heather will have turned Pelwecki into Milford’s version of Tom Sawyer’s fence.

“Thanks, guys. Y’know, you look familiar.”

“So does your hair. I think I saw it on some girl sitting in a dugout last week.”

Hurray for continuity!

 

*Hey, if Heather’s calling them “gents,” I can use some outdated slang too.

July 19, 2017

Fullback To School

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I am intrigued by the notion that the Pelwecki project has become a Burns family effort.

July 15, 2017

The door into Milford summer

Filed under: freak hands, Gil Thorp, lessons learned, Milford Weirdos, Pantheon of Hair — robmize2013 @ 8:48 am

 

Sorry gang I was too busy yesterday to get to this but here’s a double dip today. Looks like the plot is drawing to a close with the 2 main characters talking about life lessons learned, albeit from a teacher who should be on strike for forced July labor. (And there’s still one game left!!)

Of course its perfectly ok for Dafne to just walk in the dugout after the game while the team is presumable cleaning up and exiting the premises etc. And whens the last time these two spoke alone anyway? What happens with the other boy-girl combo – do they sit in the girls dugout to even it out? Will Dafne graduate before another issue of the Trumpet comes out? Will Marty melt in his wooden coffin of a booth?

At any rate, Milford summer is now close at hand, at last. How about an excellent cover of a Monkees song to close out the week?

July 6, 2017

The Hits Keep Coming

July 5, 2017

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July 6, 2017

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Shot Putter Jimmy Caruso better be glad that Milford ain’t old school Westview, else he’d be getting shot at for mouthing off at a hall monitor like that. How plausible is Jimmy’s defense, anyway? If we look at Tuesday’s strip we can see a dark object with a protruding right angle at Jimmy’s face height, but that angle is about level with his shoulders. Chekhov’s cabinet door…

…or Chekhov’s black eye?  Whichever, they fall into place for the logical conclusion of this arc. Braying Daftpunk, flashing her best Biting Pear of Salamanca leer, chooses her words carelessly. Anybody with an ear could draw the conclusion that she intended to hit Jimmy and, even if she didn’t, that she moved past him with such force that he fell into Chekhov’s cabinet door. And you know what? Anybody will. Daffy will soon find herself in Ryan Van Halen’s shoes, which will lead her begging to Ms. Rizk to be let back on to the Trumpet staff to defend herself and Ryan. Lessons learned, fade to silhouettes, walk through a doorway and we’ll see you on the Thorps’ back porch.

Think we’ll ever see any sports being played in this arc again? Maybe that Van Halen kid will play some chin music on some Central batters and cow them into being no-hit. Then he can get killed off like the last Milford pitcher who threw a no-hitter.

July 4, 2017

You Go Girl!

Filed under: Milford Idiots, Milford Weirdos — robmize2013 @ 7:18 pm

Well–  here I was considering going on strike again cuz of this no-good boring -who-the hell knows whos who and when the hell is school gonna end — plot, —- and I wind up working on a holiday. Should get combat pay for this post I tell- ya. Guess everyone else is blowing their fingers off so they wont have to write about this hoo- ha anymore. I say Bully!

So we finally have an ass-kicking from somebody. God, if Gil ever showed that fire and brimstone, he’d be morphed into Knute Rockne overnight. Nice to see one of the dufus guys get his desserts. Shove his sorry ass into a locker and leave him there til school starts again in the fall! Oh yeah, we havent started summer yet. So old Gary would only have to stay in the clink for about 3 days. Maybe he’ll lose that paunch while he’s at it. But any punishment for his luny tunes behavior is worth it, as long as he gets off my computer screen.

Cant believe this whole plot is gonna be about these clowns arguing back and forth all summer til even Dafne has had enough. Who resolves this, Dafne, Gil, or Ms. (Low) Risk? When is school finally out? When can Dafne graduate? When am I going on strike?? Tune in tomorrow- same Gil-Time, same Gil-Channel!

 

 

 

 

July 1, 2017

We hate to see you go but we love to watch you – oh, never mind

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Poor Carrie Hobson. First she gets shellacked by Jefferson in the first game of the post-Boo Radley era, then she gets soundly rejected by Hurdler Gary Meola. Another spring arc, another tearful exit for Carrie. What did she ever do to piss Rubin off?

Meanwhile in the kitchen, Dafne finds herself having to fend off Shot Putter Jimmy Caruso’s poorly aimed Vulcan nerve pinch. Let’s hope it doesn’t turn into a bad touch.

Wishing our friends to the north a happy Canada Day on the 150th anniversary of your confederation. A bit of hardball nostalgia for you today as a lagniappe:

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!

 

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