This Week in Milford

February 25, 2017

Marginally Adequate, Unlike This Plot

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Good grief, now Rubin’s really phoning it in. So tempted to do the same but you all have been pretty kind to me since my return so, gentle readers, I must make the effort. I do appreciate the rabbit hole of old candy bar ads yesterday. I don’t remember Chocolatey Pay Days very well, but Pay Days themselves were pretty popular where I grew up. Then again I grew up in a part of the country where people were wont to throw salted peanuts in a bottle of Coke or Pepsi so there’s that.

It would be nice if “marginally adequate” was defined, especially given that no other Mudlark’s stats have been mentioned. It would be “marginally adequate” to tell us who Milford’s opponents were and the game result, but I guess if your only goal is to show us that a couple of nosy parker players have turned their coach into a nosy parker then, hey, mission accomplished. Also, mighty nice of Gil and Mimi to leave the house to get their drink on once in a while. No probs hiding a flask in the jacket pocket to sneak into the Coffee Cantina.

My highlight of the day: back dimples on raver at P1, lower left. She’s gone all Mardi Gras in her party bra on us. Laissez les bons temps rouler!

February 15, 2017

McShanes Hardware – For All Your Escheresque Building Needs

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Folks, can we just mosey on past panels one and two? Thanks.

That brings us to McSHANES [sic], where we get a comparative bonanza of new information! Viz., Quad-A’s mother’s first name is Tina (not sure what street drugs that’s code for) and she’s in the back of a hardware store, which is presumably her place of employment.

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.

January 27, 2017

Do we have to talk about it at all??

Slogging along with Kenny and .. Granger, who is Mike to us, we see shadows playing hoops in P1, and the 2 dark shadows talking on the… bench while facing AWAY FROM THE ACTION, which appears to be a marathon run. What the hell are they sitting on, kitchen chairs?? Every basketball bench I ever saw was a long wooden seat that was the first row in the stands, with the spectators sitting on the same material behind the team. And why not face away from the game, as theyre rehashing their relationship with Aaardvark, and even Granger is sick of talking about it already. Who gives a crap at this point, the strip again managing to beat a dead horse until nobody cares. See last 15 storylines for examples.

Gil calls for them to go in the game simultaneously, and great, now they can discuss it in front of Aaron, while theyre at the foul line, or maybe even on the fast break. One of these months we’ll get the big reveal, and another season will go to waste while they rehash ONE topic over and over. I’d rather the focus be on the development of the team for a change; its always one mope spoiling everything.

 

January 26, 2017

Too Much Aaron and Not Enough Mom

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After four excruciating days of exposition that Aaron Aagard’s girlfriend (and not his drug of choice) is named Molly, and after Gil has thrown Ken “Encyclopedia” Brown and Mike “I Don’t Have a Catchy Sleuthy Nickname” Granger off Aaron’s scent, and after Gil has had an extended expositional chat in the risers with Aaron, we’re now being led down the path of assuming that Aaron’s inconsistent on-court performance has something to do with his mom.

So now it’s our turn to engage in rampant speculation. Is Mother Aagard under house arrest for some criminal activity of her own? Doubtful; that son-of-a-judge Ken Brown would’ve already known about it. Agoraphobic? Possibly, but  Aaron’s “…why you don’t come to more games” implies that she comes to some games. (Not as many as Milford’s infamous Sign Man; if we could read that Woodstock scribble of his, maybe that would give us a clue.) Bad hair day? Also possible; check out those roots on Mom. Break out the Preference by L’Oréal, girlfriend!

We do know that Mother Aagard has to work late sometimes, so that’s a plausible excuse. As some TWIMers have speculated, it could be that she suffers from some sort of drug-related problem; with all the talk of drugs in this arc leading us nowhere thus far, they have to be somebody’s Chekov’s gun. I’m sure Aaron will explain all as soon as Gil banishes him to the bench tomorrow. Talk amongst yourselves.

Musical inspiration for today’s post title:

Did I do this right? I’m kinda rusty at this blog posting.

January 3, 2017

But Of Course!

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Taken out of context, today’s strip would present the unacquainted reader with a nonsensical succession of words. Even with context, today’s strip is a little jumpy. Are we on the verge of an antic, manic madcap jaunt through the world of underage raving as only Gil Thorp can capture it?

 

December 13, 2016

Wouldn’t The Athletic Director Of All People Know The Gym Schedule?

December 13, 2016

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Is Gil being sarcastic in panel one because he looks pretty torqued there?

Are panels two and three crying out for me to make a joke about how much alcohol Gil can consume in his two jumbo ‘coffees’ before seven a.m.?

Wait a second, what the hell is Kaz wearing and why is he sitting like that?

Too many questions…

December 12, 2016

Pump It Up

Filed under: Chunky Bracelets, Gil Thorp, What the hell is going on here? — nedryerson @ 4:39 am

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Looks like we’re starting the winter plot with a rave in a Central City warehouse. Will Milford’s shooting guard have aspirations of being a D.J.? Will the team manager be tied to a Molly distribution ring? Should I just throw my hands in the air and go along for the ride?

Meanwhile, Gil wants Bob to fire up. What does that mean? Does Bob have an ignition switch? Is there a complicated ritual to get Coach Kaz up to speed and ready to run some dribble drills? Was Bob at the rave, under the sway of 120 bpm and a disco ball?

Fire up, everybody. Something new and exciting is beginning!

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