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.

March 20, 2017

Haven’t You Always Wanted To See The Fjords?

Filed under: Gil Thorp, Pissy faced Aaron, Prairie Style Windows — nedryerson @ 3:46 am

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So Gil helped Tina Aagard find a couple rehab programs? I guess his job extends even further into the realm of crisis intervention than we had surmised. We’ll just assume that Tina has adequate healthcare coverage through one of her jobs.

Since Gil arranged this on his own, Aaron’s welfare falls upon him, I guess. Mimi, put some fresh linens in the guest room and stock the freezer with Hot Pockets. We’re gonna have a guest for a little while. What rules? What boundaries? I don’t know what you’re talking about.

March 7, 2017

Gil Is The System

Filed under: Fontastic, Gil Thorp, Pissy faced Aaron, Prairie Style Windows — timbuys @ 9:28 am

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Panels one and two: Gosh is Gil ever so bad at this.

Panel three: At what point do you think Whigham just gave up on getting the print on the door to line up with much of anything?

March 4, 2017

You’re Floored? I thought you were Gil Thorp!

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It was once suggested that the caption “Christ, what an asshole.” works with every New Yorker cartoon†. It’s also been suggested that “What a misunderstanding!” and “I’d like to add you to my professional network on LinkedIn.” can also be used as universal New Yorker cartoon captions. There have been even ruder universal captions that I won’t link to directly but you can find them via this link.

The first universal caption immediately sprang to mind when I looked at today’s strip. Gil sure looks like he’s trying to stifle a laugh behind his hand as he listens to the family Aagard’s tale of woe. (Semantics question: when a person confesses to something, doesn’t that mean they’re making an admission of something about themselves they would otherwise have kept hidden? Isn’t Aaron simply diming out his mom here?) A subtle twist of the eyebrows would’ve gone a long way here.

Now that Tina Aagard’s dirty laundry has been hung out, it’ll be interesting to see who Gil brings in to help make things better for the Aagards. A doctor? For all we know, a doctor may be enabling mom’s habit. Social Services? The League of Women Voters? The Illinois National Guard? No matter, I suspect we’ll see this scene play out at Schloss Thorp, Big Ken Brown’s House of Making Things Happen and other Milford abodes in the coming week.

†No offense or shock value intended on my part.

March 2, 2017

“it’s not just a mint, it’s an oxycodone”

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“My mom’s drugs. Thalidomide, to be specific. You see, Coach, Mom has leprosy. That’s why she works from home and in the back office of that seedy old hardware store – she doesn’t want to be seen. That’s also why she doesn’t come to our games.

“She was prescribed thalidomide to treat some of its side effects. She knew she wasn’t supposed to be pregnant when she took it, or become pregnant, but she did anyway.  Now here I am, with my left hand attached to my shoulder like a flipper. Why else do you think I can’t hit the boards the way you want?”

Okay, you tell me whose hand that is in P1 then. Thing from The Addams Family in his recurring role as co-interrogator with smug-faced Gil?

“Aaron, those are Tic Tacs. She got ’em from Bobby Howry down at the MILFORD RECREATION CENTER.”

What a ham-handed way to work a current health crisis into the strip. And to think we could’ve had a Lady Mudlarks story arc running in parallel to this. Just as well; Rubin only had to introduce one character to fail the Bechdel Test this go ’round.

March 1, 2017

Drugs: The Cause Of And Solution To All Of Life’s Problems

Filed under: Gil Thorp, Prairie Style Windows, What the hell is going on here? — timbuys @ 11:59 am

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Most interesting thing about today’s strip? Y’all probably wouldn’t notice it, but the strip itself is not square. I only know this because of the way I capture the strips… I had to allow extra white space when I cropped it.

But seriously, though, I guess I should celebrate that we’re ever so slightly closer to understanding just what the hell is going on here.

Hat tip to the inspiration for today’s post:

February 18, 2017

Ain’t No Answer in Me

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As expected, today’s installment reveals nothing except a potential physiological cause for Aaron’s inconsistent play: his horrible, horrible hip dysplasia.

What else to highlight? EES from some Milford rando, the usual shiny floors and Prairie Style windows, a couple other Milford randos shrinking back in fear from Raging Aaron? I’m going for Ken Brown’s nasty Gillette Fusion cut while maintaining his sideburns. Y’know, I’d kinda like to examine what Rubin’s done with Big Ken’s character over the past couple of seasons but I think that could get touchy. I think for now we can all agree that he’s been given feet of clay.

Post title came to me before anything else this morning. Rather than the more obvious invitation of comparisons between Gwen’s cover and the original, I thought of a more confrontational response.

February 13, 2017

Yesterday’s News Today

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Tomorrow’s strip is so frustrating that I’m posting it today (also I’m slammed at work tomorrow by which I mean today).

Bonus point: Love Ken’s sideburn styling.

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