Comment of the Week

My little friend is not so little anymore, Toby! In fact, she's quite large! Enormous, in fact! Nine foot six and getting taller by the day! It's actually quite alarming! We're getting into I'm a Virgo territory here! Did you watch that miniseries, by the way? It was on Amazon Prime a couple of years ago! Jharrel Jerome is a treasure! Some great performances by Elijah Wood and Walton Goggins as well, which reminds me that I need to start my Justified rewatch. Oh, Margo Martindale is another treasure, especially as a voice in BoJack Horseman. Anyway, Olive is a giant, is the point I'm trying to make.

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They’ll Do It Every Time, 4/4/06

Points to ponder:

  • I suppose “Just before the battle” is meant to presage the epic struggle between “mother” and “hubby” (and oh, the creepiness of that pair of terms) over his warranty-renewal ineptness, but doesn’t it sort of sound like they were planning on settling in for the night to watch the war for the evening? “Damn it, the assault on Fallujah is on tonight! They say it’s gonna be the biggest thing since the Tet Offensive!”
  • Can you actually renew a warrantee? Isn’t the whole point that it just lasts for a limited time, because otherwise nobody would ever buy anything new?
  • Does anyone get a TV set repaired anymore? Even if you’ve “renewed your warrantee” somehow, don’t they just send you a new one?
  • What laws of physics would allow hubby to produce those cloud-like motion lines behind his head and back?
  • Are the Barfwells one of the millions of American families without HEALTH INSURANCE? Did they decide to buy an enormous TV on weird skinny legs instead of comprehensive health coverage?
  • “Barfwell”?

Discuss.

Meanwhile, in Mary Worth, Lou may not cotton to this whole “exercise” scam, but maybe he and Wilbur can get together to discuss their shared love of gelatinous, featureless blobs of ecru food-style substance?

At least Lou can get it near enough to his mouth, though it looks like he’s going to have to unhinge his jaw to swallow it one gulp the way you know he wants to.

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Judge Parker, 4/3/06

Panel one: who is this mystery hippie? At first I thought he was wearing some kind of flowing smock, but upon closer inspection it’s just a possibly untucked dress shirt that’s a particularly hideous shade of brown. Nevertheless, I’m not convinced that it isn’t the shade of Allen Ginsberg, cruelly condemned by a nonpoetic God to haunt Judge Parker for all eternity.

Curtis, 4/3/06

Panel 3: The poster. RAP: Nuns with guns. Two points:

  • I look forward to the day when all mass media-themed posters are headed with a prominent indication of the genre in which the artist works.
  • If there were an actual “Nuns With Guns” rap group, I would so listen to it.

Panel one: Mrs. Dr. Troy. What is it with these doctors? It’s like, “Look at my wife’s enormous chest! I’m totally not gay! [Nervous laughter.]”

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I’m back, everybody! Our week in Hawaii was a bit soggy at times, but I shan’t complain further about it. At least we weren’t on Oahu, with the open rivers of sewage and the hey hey.

But now I’m back and at your Curmudgeoning disposal. And hey, did I miss you guys?