Sorry for the late post again tonight, connection issues continue.
Funny how in that tux Crazy starts to look like the South Bend Shovel Slayer from Home Alone.
It’s strange that the only way Batiuk has left to show Crazy being crazy is shouting and over-exuberance, when in the old days, from what I’ve seen, it was actually crazy ideas…being presented by a laid-back pseudo-stoner.
Of course DSH isn’t going to Comic Con again. He’s boring as mud. His original point was a vessel for Batiuk’s comic fandom, but now that comic fandom is the default for the male Westviewian, DSH has been rendered superfluous, only to show up now and then behind the counter in the comic shop, like a bartender in a city of drunks. I doubt Tom even knows why the storyline about DSH being a consultant on the Starbuck movies fizzled, but he at least subconsciously realizes that this poor sad sack is not needed to be the nearly mute sidekick of a sidekick parroting whatever inane reactions to the Crazy Harry Craziness that Les or Cayla could just as well spout.
Son of Stuck Funky 
“I’m still sore from last year.”
This one might play better if FW re-visited Crazy Harry more than once every three or four years. Say, whatever happened with DSH’s Hollywood consultant gig? Am I the only one who remembers that? Sigh.
You are not the only one who remembers that, it is just that no one who writes a syndicated comic strip remembers it.
Or nobody who edits it.
Meanwhile, Batiuk has also almost forgotten that Crazy has a wife and totally forgotten that he has a daughter.
Crazy once had THREE kids…
And by “once”, I mean that this strip is literally the only time they appear before they were shipped off to the boarding school where Wally Jr. and Jami and Keri Thorp went.
Maybe they were sent to the country to live on a farm with their old family dog…
The REAL Comic-“Con” is that Batyuck has made himself an Eisner finalist.
It seems like lately, everyone in Westview is connected to comics in some way. We’ve seen Holly travel miles to purchase comics, and last week we found out that Mindy was a secret fan and artist! Westview—it’s all comics and cancer.
You forgot pizza.
Needs more cancer.
Geez, panel one…Harry looks like he wants to kiss Les. I have to go vomit now.
And in panel two, he’s throwing his arms around Gross John. He’s shown more spontaneous affection for these two guys in this strip than any of them have shown for their wives over the last decade. It makes me wonder what John and Crazy do all day. They can’t spend it all sorting comics, you know.
I’m sure Crazy Harry and DSH John practice air guitar and swordfighting…
“I still need another year to recover from going with you last year. The rash still shows no sign of clearing up.”
“Oh SORRY. I was pretty sure I wasn’t infected anymore. How do you know you didn’t get it from Owen? That’s where *I* originally got it from.”
“Well, I guess that’s possible. But do you ever trim your toenails? I still have scars from the lacerations on my doughy, pasty legs.”
“Ha, well, YOU talk in your sleep, John. But I have to admit, your pet names for Cody, Owen, and Bernie are PRICELESS!”