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Hey kids! COTW time, but two items real quick-like first:

  • I keep meaning to link to faithful reader True Fable’s 2007 Bee Grinding Awards in the forums. Read and heed, and contribute your own best of 2007!
  • If this news story is any indication, things in the Milford High athletics department have gone badly off the rails. Will this finally get Coach Thorp fired? (Thanks to faithful reader Paul for the tip.)

And now, without further ado … the comment of the week!

“Just be glad Billy’s touching Jeffy’s threehead and not his threeskin.” –SpiffBereft

And the runners-up!

“Thank you, Michael, for making me feel like a great parent compared to you, even though I don’t have kids. Have fun with the bleeding and screaming.” –Poteet

“‘You’re not hungry, you’re bored!’ Yeah, sorry Dad, we were just reading your book.” –Poewar

Steve Bryant’s Gil Thorp is edgy and excellently executed, but it just doesn’t scream ‘Milford’ like the artwork currently ripped straight from the pages of the 1968 Sears and Roebuck catalog. It would be like replacing crash test dummies with real people in the automotive safety laboratories: as long as Gil and Kaz are using mannequins on the court, no real people will be injured in the making of the strip.” –Pastor Z

“I think ‘doodle date’ is supposed to be a play on the phrase ‘due date,’ which just makes it sound like only the pregnant comic artists are retiring. Crankshaft would probably be in favor of that, what with hating both women and children.” –jules

“So, lemme see if I’ve got this: Rex has slid into a hole. He doesn’t want to move out of it and now wants Nikki to do all of the work. Nikki has to communicate what he wants and Rex expects others to join them. Yeah, the strip is exactly where I expected it to be.” –Dingo

“I was thinking that Rex had fallen into some kind of cave or mineshaft or something serious like that. By the look of things today, he’s not even in a hole. He’s standing on level ground at the bottom of a gentle slope barely higher than his head. I would throw this tree branch down for him, but I’m using it to suspend my disbelief.” –Joe Btfsplk

“At least Curtis still goes to school, unlike certain comic strip teachers. Apparently the last time Liz Patterson actually taught was also on a Sunday, though that was probably because it was the only day she could squeeze into her busy schedule of staring blankly as she acquiesced.” –off-model

Today’s Mary Worth uses very clear foreshadowing to indicate that our Drew will plummet over the side of that embankment. If there’s anything I’ve learned from years of reading Mary Worth, it’s that foreshadowing never leads to anything unless it’s really painfully, painfully obvious. Tomorrow, Drew will just be driving somewhere else, complaining about his love life to himself in a neverending soliloquy, maybe stopping to get gas or eat some pie. If we were meant to remember that Aldo died here, we’d first have seen Mary or Tobey or someone standing right there, pointing and saying, ‘This place here is where Aldo Kelrast died, driving off this here embankment here.’ And this would have taken three weeks.” –Bunnë, Official Comic Execrator

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Ziggy, 2/11/08

Every once in a while, something deeply strange and more than a little bit wonderful peeks out at you from the cracks in the tired old surface of a long-running comic strip. Today, Ziggy, having long failed in his quest to make human friends, and routinely mocked and derided by his own pets, is searching for companionship from a machine, which, he sadly believes, will be able to soothe his loneliness. But he’s not satisfied with the run-of-the-mill answering machines that merely record phone messages and play them back at the touch of a button; instead, he’s searching for an advanced model with basic decision-making abilities. In so doing, he touches on a philosophical dilemma that has troubled great thinkers for centuries: can truly rewarding affection come from an entity lacking free will? If Ziggy’s answering machine is forced by its programming to love him, can what it feels truly be said to be “love” at all, rather than mere slavish devotion? But, on the other hand, if the answering machine is allowed to decide on its own what to feel about Ziggy, won’t it respond with the same mixture of pity and disgust universally held by the service employees, animals, and newspaper readers who encounter him daily?

Dick Tracy, 2/11/08

I was going to laugh mightily at Dick Tracy’s decision to make up, and then explain in a footnote, a completely nonexistent slang term for being nefariously rendered unconscious by a baddie with a roofie and/or a dart gun, but then I consulted Urban Dictionary and found that “smacked” can mean getting high from smoking marijuana or taking Ecstasy. While this doesn’t necessarily conflict with the narrator-supplied definition of “foreign substance in system,” it obviously puts an entirely different spin on the scenario: the problem is not so much a stealthy, sinister baddie willing to do anything to kidnap the Chief, but rather an out-of-control drug problem that’s affected even the police force’s most elite officers. Fortunately, once Chief Liz has been recovered, Dick Tracy will deal with the hippie slacker responsible, probably with the butt of his pistol.

Gil Thorp, 2/11/08

OH SWEET SWEET SWEET lunging out of the mental hospital and into the third panel at a bizarre, inexplicable angle: it’s self-bashing Tyler! Who, uh, looks actually pretty much exactly like Andrew Gregory. Really, is there a Valley Conference rule that says that one spit-curled player must be on the court at all times?

Spider-Man, 2/11/08

Oh, man, no matter how often Spider-Man is felled by getting hit in the back of a head with a lead pipe with absolutely no warning from his spider-sense, it never gets old. Never.

Mary Worth, 2/11/08

do it Drew do it just turn the wheel a little to the left LIFE’S NOT WORTH LIVING do it do it do it

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Panels from Apartment 3-G, 2/10/08

Margo knows that a big crowd is best primed to appreciate fine art when it’s very, very drunk.

Panels from Curtis, 2/10/08

Actual conversation I had just moments ago with my wife, who went to a Quaker college:

Me: Hey, sweetie, did you know that Curtis learned about Quakers in school today?

Her: Why was Curtis in school today? It’s the weekend.

Me: [Sound of mind being completely blown]

Panel from Spider-Man, 2/10/08

THIS JUST IN: Spider-Man is not, in fact, an elephant.