Batom Phenom

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Oh boy, more made-up history about Batiuk’s made-up comic company. So I guess this kid was so scarred by the abuse his boss gave him when he was violating child labor laws that he quit comics and instead collected John Darling memorabilia.
Looking back, this has been an extremely exposition filled week. The closet things to jokes were Darrin cracking about why anyone would like seeing the John Darling show, and then Flash cracking abut how Phil can’t draw horses.
I do like Chester and Flash calling someone else odd, especially given what’s going on with Chester’s head in the third panel.

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  1. RudimentaryLathe?

    Mitchell can’t be any odder than the shape of Chester’s head in P3.

    • billytheskink

      I believe the medical term for that shape is “Phoenix International Raceway”.

    • Seriously. We all know there’s no quality control of any kind for this strip, but if any half-sentient hominid or hominid-adjacent being looked at this strip before it was published, how could they ignore Chester’s panel 3 skull?

      Also, I refuse to commit the names Mitchell Knox and Brady Wentworth to memory. It just can’t be worth it. My elderly brain is already performing memory flushes without my permission.

      • Epicus Doomus

        I’m not normally as picky about the artwork as some, but man, that really is just terrible. I guess he was going for some sort of perspective or movement there, but if that’s gonna be the result, why even bother? It makes the strip look even more half-assed and slapdash than it usually does, which is quite a feat and really difficult to do.

    • Hannibal's Lectern

      “He’s a Conehead, he ain’t really dumb.
      He’s just a Conehead,
      Potato chip crumbs, all over his face,
      Is there any more beer stashed away in his place?
      He’s just a Conehead
      (He is from a small town in France)
      Just a Conehead kind of a guy…”
      –Frank Zappa

      • Anonymous Sparrow

        Your visit to France is incomplete without a day trip to Remulak or without consumption of mass quantities of liquids.

        While there, also try to buy a collection of Frank Zappa’s latest sound patterns, but make sure it’s a legal one!

    • be ware of eve hill

      The oblong head of ancient alien Flash Freeman (Farfield? Any name beginning with “F”, take your pick) is exhibiting some sort of odd gravitational pull on Chester’s skull. A stunned Messica watches the interaction.

      Does Chester remind anyone else of Egghead (Vincent Price) on the 1960s Batman TV series?

    • Batominc really took to heart “when logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead”!

  2. billytheskink

    This entire week could have been an e-mail…

  3. Epicus Doomus

    “Let’s just say he’s odd” said the comic book-addled man with the impossibly shaped head. So essentially, Flash and Phil did nothing while an adult man exploited and bullied a child into some sort of mental breakdown. How delightful. And now, as fate would have it, he’s some sort of weirdo who collects old garbage from local TV show sets, because that’s exactly what Jessica, John Darling’s daughter, needs right now. Well done, TomBan, way to organically weave another ripping good yarn.

    • sorialpromise

      Very observant, E. D.
      “Flash and Phil did nothing while an adult man exploited and bullied a child into some sort of mental breakdown.”
      Then they ridiculed his method of dealing with the trauma.

      • Epicus Doomus

        “He’s kind of odd now”…LOL yeah, I would imagine he would be, after spending his formative years toiling in Brady Wentworth’s dismal comic book mill and all. All that raw comic book paper pulp and the comic book ink fumes probably didn’t do his still-developing bones, organs and brain much good either. I’m picturing a Victorian era-like scene, with dirty-faced young comic book children wearing helmets with headlamps on the front, climbing a rickety ladder and exiting the comic book dungeon, where they were forced to put in twelve hour shifts for a half farthing and a small wooden bowl of thin gruel, while stern Mr. Wentworth looked on with his trusty cat o’ nine tails in hand, making them turn out their tattered pockets to prove that they didn’t swipe any comic books before allowing them to retire to their miserable tenement. Or something similar.

        • sorialpromise

          “More gruel, Sir!”

          • Anonymous Sparrow

            “Never before has a boy asked for more!”

            Ah, Mr. Bumble the bombastic beadle! Had he found Oliver Twist a day earlier, his surname would have been Swubble; a day later, and it would have been Unwin.

            (I’ve been watching “University Challenge” on YouTube and there are a lot of Dickens questions.)

          • sorialpromise

            I find Dickens a challenge, but worth the effort. I have enjoyed “Our Mutual Friend”. It is my favorite Dickens. Plus the Dickens character on Doctor Who was marvelous.

          • Anonymous Sparrow

            I don’t know Dickens on “Doctor Who” (I do know H.G. Wells as “Herbert” in “Timeslash”), but I cherish Jonathan Harris’s turn as him on “Bonanza,” dreadful as the history is (Dickens didn’t get that far west in his second U.S. visit). The episode is “A Passion for Justice,” if you’re curious.

            I like *Our Mutual Friend* a great deal (the detail that “these two good people whom I have dispossessed…they weep! For joy!” still moves me. It doesn’t hurt that Leo McKern played Noddy Boffin in the BBC adaptation); however, if I had to choose a favorite, it would be *Bleak House.* My vote for most overlooked novel of the major period (which F.R. Leavis felt began with *Dombey and Son*) is *Hard Times.*

            Still, it’s his contemporary Anthony Trollope who got the song from Dave’s True Story, “I’ll Never Read Trollope Again”:

            I’ve an appetite for fiction
            No post-modern work can slake
            I refuse to buy a book
            Unless it’s thicker than a steak
            Now Gordon Lish and Barry Hannah
            Have their partisans and shills
            But I prefer Victoriana
            For my literary thrills

            And of all the British authors
            Who were writing at that time
            There’s one special British author
            I find especially sublime
            Now Austen is awesome
            And Dickens is a kick
            But no one packs a wallop
            Quite like Trollope
            Yes Trollope is the one I most adore
            But my days of reading Trollope are no more

            I was sitting in a quaint café
            With a favorite tome and some café au lait
            But my luck ran out when you came my way
            Now I’ll never read Trollope again

            You spied the cover as you slithered near
            And said “The 1800s–that’s my favorite year.”
            And then you sat right down and now I fear
            That I’ll never read Trollope again

            Armed with Trollope and a cup or two
            I could while the day away
            Now just a dollop
            Makes me think of you
            And that’s too high a price to pay

            I’ll read Kafka’s tale about that lonely vermin
            I’ll read every Jonathan Edwards sermon
            Hell, I’ll read Emmanuel Kant in German
            But I’ll never read Trollope again

            I used to read him with a friend or two
            I used to read him by myself
            But to read him now only makes me blue
            So I’ve tossed him from my shelf

            Stephen King felt that a more accurate title for Trollope’s *Can You Forgive Her?* (the first of the Parliamentary/Palliser novels) was *Can You Finish It?*

          • sorialpromise

            To my dear Anonymous Sparrow
            I have read Hard Times and loved it. My best fried, Paul, watched all 3 movies of LOTR in one day. Then we took up the challenge to watch every episode of “Nicholas Nickleby” all in one day. Spectacular! We only stopped for chili breaks. (I believe there were 3!) A day well spent.
            If you can stream Doctor Who, the first season with Christopher Eccleston episode 3, “the Unquiet Dead”. It has Simon Callow play a superb C. Dickens.
            I have not read Bleak House, but while recuperating from colon cancer surgery, I watched all 15 episodes of Bleak House. It has Gillian Anderson, Charles Dance from GoT, and Dennis Lawson from Star Wars. Powerful story.
            I have not heard of Anthony Trollope. I am basically uneducated. But I will check him out.
            May I suggest 2 books from the 1800’s:
            1) the Woman in White by Willkie Collins. Dickens was his mentor.
            2) Tess of the d’Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy. It is worthy, but Hardy does ‘yada, yada, yada’ over the best parts.
            Your posts are a joy to read.

          • Anonymous Sparrow

            Thank you for those very kind words!

            Given that the BBC adaptation I saw of *Bleak House* was way too abridged (though Denholm Elliott pronounced the elegy for Jo forcefully and Diana Rigg was a fine Lady Dedlock), I’d like to see the version you described (Charles Dance as Mr. Tulkinghorn? How far he’s come since Guy Perron in “The Jewel in the Crown”! And he was another Dickens villain in “Nicholas Nickleby,” I learned, playing Uncle Ralph. Not to mention Tywin Lannister! And Roderick Burgess in “The Sandman” series!)

            I’ve read both the books you mentioned: Marian Halcombe is one of the great heroines of Victorian literature (Count Fosco’s appreciation of her shows how good Wilkie Collins was in creating well-rounded villains), but if I could only take one Wilkie Collins with me on a long journey, it would be *The Moonstone.* (I’m in the minority on this, I suspect, for Collins’s gravestone describes him as “Author of *The Woman in White* and other works of fiction.”)

            *Tess of the d’Urbervilles* is my favorite Thomas Hardy novel (second favorite, *Jude the Obscure*). Polanski did a fine film version of it, which he dedicated to Sharon Tate, who introduced him to the book. (Quentin Tarantino shows her getting the Hardy book for him in “Once Upon a Time…in Hollywood.”)

            Trollope wrote three times as many novels as Dickens. If you want to test the waters with him, look to *The Way We Live Now* and if you like that, but still have some uncertainties, try *The Warden* and *Barchester Towers,* the opening volumes in the sextet of novels about Barsetshire.

    • Banana Jr. 6000

      Comic books are no place for a 12-year-old boy.

      • Epicus Doomus

        And God forbid that it was a fun experience for young Mitchell, as that wouldn’t be plausible. So of course it was dreary, miserable, and soul-deadening, as everyone’s passions and interests inevitably are.

    • Cabbage Jack

      The sad thing about this year is that it’s becoming really clear that Batty either really doesn’t care any more or he is losing his faculties. The constant retconning, bungling the time slips between strips, these tedious plots involving people no one cares about.

      I actually long for the days of talking murder chimps. That story was implausible and idiotic, but at least he was trying. This stuff is just unreadable.

      • Banana Jr. 6000

        It’s not even a plot, it’s an excuse to talk about the comic books bullpen. It’s a plot in the same way that porno movies have a plot. Or Chickweed Lane. Think about where we are in the story:

        Two comic book artists are telling a woman how they know a third comic book artist who has a collection of local TV memorabilia, which she wants so she can feel connected to her own father. Who she’s already made a documentary film about. Whose TV show is currently running 24-7 because of a ransomware attack. Kind of a long trip just to talk about comic books.

  4. William Thompson

    What do these entities mean when they call someone “odd?” Does Mitchell Knox consult his wife when it’s time to make a major decision? Does he read books that have nothing to do with comics, cancer or Clawed Barlow? Has he never once in his life smirked? Does he have more than one shirt in his closet? I hope Batiuk explores this mystery and finally gives us a character that stands out from the Westview crowd. Or better yet, runs like hell when he sees them coming.

  5. sorialpromise

    Personal note to Banana Jr. 6000:
    You say you were on PM Magazine? Any details? Any YouTube?

    • Banana Jr. 6000

      I was 8 or 9 years old. The local PM Magazine show did a story on my town’s boy scout camp (we had a fancy new one). They had us all stand and prep some tents in the background, while the newscaster walked by and did her stand-up. Each take we had to un-do whatever we had done and re-start from the beginning, so nothing would appear out of order when they edited it all together. My friends and I were just background, and barely got on camera at all. But it’s a big deal when you’re a kid, and was my first introduction to TV production, which I actually did in college.

      I couldn’t find any PM Magazine segment from my hometown station on YouTube, much less that one.

  6. sorialpromise

    Personal note to Anonymous Sparrow:
    I also have read “Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man.” Worthwhile. Fairly easy read.
    I have tried “Ulysses” at least 7 times. Failed 7 times. Even thought reading “the Odyssey” would help. It didn’t. I did enjoy the Odyssey.

    • Anonymous Sparrow

      *Ulysses* is difficult. I know a lovely Australian lady who gave up after twenty-seven pages.

      Someone else I know gave up after twelve pages.

      Should you ever want to go *This Side of Parodies,* seek out the *National Lampoon’s* anthology of that title from the early 1970s. It contains a peerless parody of the Joyce novel you didn’t mention, *Finnegans Wake,* which may make you reach for “pen and oink for this purl of a poet,” plus satires of Oscar Wilde, Raymond Chandler, Robert Frost and Franklin W. Dixon.

      Wonderful and marvelous (but not Batomic!)

      • sorialpromise

        I will check them out. I put Finnegan’s Wake on my watch list 2 weeks ago. I did know the connection to Ulysses.

        “Wonderful and marvelous (but not Batomic!)” It would be very difficult to find higher praise!

        • sorialpromise

          I did not know the connection to…

        • Anonymous Sparrow

          The entry on Joyce in *The Encyclopedia Britannica* (the 1970 edition was in our house) ends by saying that Joyce evidently meant readers to devote their lives to deciphering *Finnegans Wake*…and reflects that he would probably be pleased that of the two literary periodicals devoted to his work, one was exclusively to his third and final novel.

          Which would be fine if you were Methuselah but is less fine if your lifespan isn’t that long.

          I suspect that Kinky Friedman read *This Side of Parodies,* for one of his mystery novels has the title of *The Love Song of J. Edgar Hoover,* and *TSOP* contains a satire with that name.

  7. Hitorque

    WE ALREADY KNEW THE ASSHOLE WAS A WEIRDO FREAKAZOID, GENIUS!!

    How did we guess? Because you just fucking told us he’s probably got locks of John Darling’s hair and fingernail clippings and old toothbrushes and disposable razors lovingly preserved from the trash! Let me repeat yesterday’s point: WAS JOHN DARLING NOT KILLED BY A STALKER?!

    And I don’t give a rat’s ass — There is no way in hell any kind of market or demand or collectors value exists or ever will exist for this shit… Not even some ironic hipster kitsch value… Not even value for those obsessed with nostalgia for that very limited yet specific timeframe of 1980-83…

    Besides, why would she even care about props from the show? Wouldn’t her dad’s personal belongings mean so much more to her than an original “John Darling, Channel One TV Host’ business card? Did her father not OWN anything? You mean to tell me he never bought her any toys or clothes or books for her birthday or Christmas when she was a child?? This whole storyline is just sick…

    • Banana Jr. 6000

      It really is. It captures everything that’s icky about collecting. And the worst part – we haven’t even meet this creep yet. There’s a class of collectors who hoard items so they can feel some personal connection to their heroes, no matter how tenuous or artificial, and then take it way too seriously.

      There’s also the question of why his own daughter feels a need to enter this world. She shouldn’t need tchotchkes to feel closer to her own father. Especially when she’s already made a documentary about his life, a book has been written about it, and video tapes of his show exist. She’s already far more connected to her deceased parent than most people are.

      She also has a living mother she hasn’t talked to in years, but who needs that? Because this is Funky Winkerbean where dead people are far more important than living ones.

  8. J.J. O'Malley

    “Let’s just say he’s odd,” says the man whose skull resembles those of the Newcomers in “Alien Nation.”

    By the by, has anyone checked out the ever-increasing insanity over in the ‘Shaft, where Batiuk is roping yet another comic strip into this “Valentine for sale” business? And why, pray tell, would a real estate agent who lives and works in suburban Connecticut (yes, I looked it up!) be involved with selling a shuttered movie theatre/bitty tar in central Ohio?

    • Rusty Shackleford

      Ok, that’s it, I’m done reading the comics. Batty just had to keep ruining things. Now he’s got to F up another strip.

      I’m out.

    • Epicus Doomus

      “Alien Nation”… LOL, forgot all about that one. Let’s throw Chester in the ocean, just to see what happens.

  9. ComicBookHarriet

    Ah yes. Brady Wentworth. He used to show up all the time in the prolonged black-and-white fever dreams Pete and Darin would collectively have back in the Starbuck Jones Storyboard dark ages.

    • Hannibal's Lectern

      “…and also disturbing on a certain level!”

      No, Mr. Batiuk, this is not disturbing on “a certain level.” It is beyond disturbing on just about every level.

    • be ware of eve hill

      Tony Montoni’s dad worked for Batom Comics? The facial resemblance is uncanny. The only difference is the mustache. Tony has a white “broom” whereas Brady Wentworth has a dark “toothbrush.

      Present day Darin and Mopey Pete: Deadline? I don’t understand. What means “dead line”? If we cross the line, we’re dead? Oh well, we’re headed out for a coffee and then over to Atomik Komix for the latest releases. We’re not sure if we’re coming back today. See ya.

      • be ware of eve hill

        Oops. I meant “Komix Korner”, not “Atomik Komix”.

        Even Batiuk’s business names are confusing.

        • sorialpromise

          I bet you are beautiful when you are confused.

          • ComicBookHarriet

            O.O. Now THAT is disturbing on a certain level.

          • sorialpromise

            In fairness, we do know what bwoeh looks like when she is Batiuk angry…she is a FURIOUS AVENGER!!! But confused? I am merely guessing on the beautiful.
            As for me, Mrs. sp says I am disturbing on many levels.

          • be ware of eve hill

            I don’t know if I’m beautiful when I’m confused, but I’m a card-carrying member of the all-ugly team when I’m “Batiuk confused.” My brow gets furrowed, I pull at my hair, yell at the computer, scream in my pillow and start trying to chew my arm off.

            It’s hard to believe how much one day off can fubar my sleep schedule. My usual pattern is in bed by ten, lights off at eleven at the latest, and get up when the alarm goes off at six the next morning. Monday morning was the holiday, and I decided to sleep in for a couple extra hours. Monday night/Tuesday morning I barely got any sleep. After work on Tuesday, I came home and was so exhausted I took a nap before dinner. I couldn’t sleep again Tuesday night, so I took a sleep-aid, and it worked great. It worked too well. Wednesday morning, Mr. bwoeh had to literally drag me out of bed, sat me at the dining room table and placed a large mug of strong black coffee in front of me. Thursday night I set multiple alarms scattered about our bedroom. The idea being I have to get out of bed to turn them off. I heard the alarms, but didn’t get out of bed to turn them off. An annoyed Mr. bwoeh dumped me out of the bed by lifting the mattress. Friday morning wasn’t too bad, and got up in time by myself. Ditto this morning. I hope it continues. 🛌😴💤

            So, sorialpromise, how did the Friday night of your 50th class reunion go for you and Mrs. sp? Did you have fun? Were there any more days? Any Rolanda type surprises?

          • sorialpromise

            I went last night by myself. Mrs sp did the grandkid sleep over. Saw about 10 of my favorite classmates. Of course, we talked about old times. It was wonderful. They planned a walk through of the high school this morning. Did not go. Big bash tonight for $70. I will skip that. I enjoyed myself at my only reunion. So much fun to reminisce. A server from one of my favorite restaurants came up and talked with me. That was sweet. She works at a place you and Mr. bwoeh probably know about: Strouds. “We choke our own chickens!” What a motto! But their specialty is fried chicken, chicken fried steak, pork chops, and chicken fried chicken. (I always order a salad so I can get the wheat crackers!) [they are brown!!! I can’t really tell if they taste any different. It’s the place I can get brown crackers!]
            This might disturb @ComicBookHarriet, but I will go out on a limb, and say, “Yes. You are beautiful when confused.” Especially as you chew off one of your own limbs! 🤪

          • be ware of eve hill

            That’s right, you said the grandkids were sleeping over.

            Your class reunions sound big, like Mr. bwoeh’s. A few years ago they had a get together on the Friday night at a local root beer drive-in and later moseyed on over to a Mexican place where they partied on the back patio with a DJ. The big bash was on Saturday night (I forget how much per guest). If I remember correctly, a live band and free bar. Then they had a cook-out in a city park on Sunday. No matter how many times we move, the invitations to his reunions always seem to find us, but he never wants to attend.

            Yeah, we remember Strouds! I love their Salmon. The last time we were there, we had dinner with some of Mom’s cousins. They live in the Merriam/Shawnee area.

            I buy wheat crackers at Albertson’s. They’re supposed to be better for you. They taste a little less salty than the regular saltines.

            You put crackers on your salads? Mr. bwoeh crushed crackers on his salads when we first dated. I thought it was weird. He laughed and called them “croutons”.

            You better knock it off with this “beautiful” nonsense. Mrs. sp is going to kick my butt.

          • sorialpromise

            😄

  10. Looks like we’re in for (at least) another week of this shite. I honestly don’t know how much more of this strip I can take.

  11. KMD

    Comic books and self-referencing nonsense. Typical TB. If you’re going to obsess over a TV host from the 1980s, I would opt for Morton Downey Jr.’s cigarette butts or Robert Stack’s endless collection of trenchcoats from “Unsolved Mysteries.” More importantly, Lois from “Hi and Lois” is in “Crankshaft.” Now that they are part of the Funkyverse, Hi will talk about comic books, Beetle Bailey will go MIA twice, Chip and the twins will be ignored, Killer will kill himself by driving off a cliff, and Lois will be ignored by the menchilds and spend a lot of time smirking in the background. Plato will be fine since he’ll do his dissertation proving Les Moore is the greatest writer and purest soul known to man. Poor Trixie. That’s not a sunbeam. That’s cancer!

    • Hannibal's Lectern

      You left out the best part of the Funkyverse/Walker-Browne Amalgamated Humor LLC merger: “Thirsty” Thurston, the Flagstons’ alcoholic neighbor (whom the new artist/writer have restored to a level of beer-swilling glory not seen since the ’70s), will crash the “Dry Heaves” AA meeting where Flunky is still droning on about his lost Discman. “Thirsty” will break open a twelve-pack and toss beers to the suffering audience. Hilarity will ensue.

    • “Hello…this is Lois Flagston. Yes, that is literally my only line today. No, he doesn’t know how to write jokes for me either.”

      A very anticlimactic reveal, seeing as how she’s been lingering in the background all damn week. If this was a low-effort 80s sitcom (and let’s face it, it is), that last panel would be where the recognition applause would go.

  12. be ware of eve hill

    This has been a tough week snarking for me. I’ve been bewildered by Batty all week.

    Earlier this week, I was even confused about which of the two Batiuk strips I was reading at any given time. It’s been almost impossible to follow the two strips.

    1.) The John Darling story arc started in Crankshaft last week, but is now in Funky Winkerbean too?
    2.) Oh, that’s Jessica now. What happened to Hannah?
    3.) Crankshaft completely dropped the John Darling story arc? Is the Channel 1 hacking over? Why are they still airing The John Darling Show?
    4.) What is Ed Crankshaft doing in Funky Winkerbean? Oh wait, this comic is Crankshaft. So why are Cindy and Masone in Crankshaft?
    5.) The Valentine theater? Wasn’t it turned into a strip club in Crankshaft last year? So the strip club never changed the marquee? But then it has to be the Valentine again if it’s going to be used for the Starbuck Jones premiere in Funky Winkerbean.
    6.) Masone is buying The Valentine because he wants to step out of the spotlight? Seems like an odd way to step out of the spotlight.
    Masone: Hey, look at me, you slack-jawed yokels. I’m buying an entire movie theater to show movies of me, movie star Masone Jarre.
    7.) Wait! Wasn’t Masone’s first time ever at the Valentine Theater for Starbuck Jones?
    8.) If Masone owns the Valentine in Crankshaft, how did Max Murdoch get the Valentine back in time for the Starbuck Jones premiere?
    9.) Darin and Jessie are seeking John Darling memorabilia. At Atomik Komix? Why? Oh, right, I guess they want to ask Chester because he is a comic book collector. Chester doesn’t know, but Flash knows someone who might?
    10.) I’m trying to follow these stories with a detective/murder board, but I think the board needs to be in four dimensions.

    WHAT’S HAPPENING?!!

    This is like trying to follow my granddaughter trying to tell me a story. She’s four. What’s Batiuk’s excuse.

    I’m going to scream in to a pillow. I may be some time.

    • Not to mention that Mason and Cindy needed a time machine to go back and purchase the Valentine, since present day Crankshaft is in a barely functional state at the Bedside Manor.

      • be ware of eve hill

        We know the Batiukverse experiences miracle cures. We’ve witnessed the disappearance of Dinkle’s deafness and Mort Winkerbean’s dementia. What’s one more miracle where a nonagenarian removes his oxygen, pops up out of his wheelchair and does cartwheels.

        Phil Holt came back from the dead!!!

    • ComicBookHarriet

      Masonee’s first time at the Valentine was when he, Cindy, Darin, and Pete flew to Westview, to travel to Centerview, to watch the original Starbuck Jones serial, that caused them to ponder about the fate of Cliffe Angere

      • be ware of eve hill

        Thanks. That seems vaguely familiar.

        I can’t keep any of this straight anymore. With all the retcons, disappearing time differences and crossovers between the two comic strips, Batiuk has made following them next to impossible. Is that his master plan? If you can’t dazzle ’em with brilliance, confuse ’em with bullshirt?

        How do you remember all this stuff? Is it your young mind, or do you have some sort of database?

        Me: Tom Batiuk, how do you keep all the facts in your two comic strips straight?
        Tom Batiuk: (laughs) I don’t! Keeping track is for lesser comic creators.

    • ComicBookHarriet

      The time differential is over. No matter how implausible that makes certain plots. But that means that in CRANKSHAFT the Starbuck Jones movie is now in the past. It already happened.

      They had a premiere of a major motion picture at The Valentine within a few months to a year after buying the place.