Author: ComicBookHarriet

Day 4 of The Great Dinkle Ohioana Disaster of ’24. After the unfortunate repeat of an incident with an errant brick and a computer, be ware of eve hill has been asked to stay home from work for the rest of week. Her stylist is optimistic that he will be able to hide the bald patches with some strategic combing. csroberto has been wearing out the capslock on his keyboard writing purgatorial fanfiction to get the bad feelings out. Sorial Promise is searching for just the right emoji to express his singular brand of jovial disgust. Banana Jr is fuming in the background preparing a screed of epic proportions. And, as always, Epicus is holding his hands in front of his eyes refusing to take a peek at the horrors beyond imagination masquerading as Crankshaft on GoComics.

And how have I been coping? Of course, with an archive dive.

Because this is a tragedy we really should have seen coming and prepared better for.

After all, Dinkle was pecking out crimes against literature decades before Loathsome Lil, or Lamentable Les were ever bitten by the radioactive writing bug. Dinkle’s autobiography goes all the way back to March 1979.

Continue reading “The Volumizer”

Oh Lord, we’re getting a Loathsome Lil, and Dinkle go to Ohioana arc this week! Can someone check in on be ware of eve hill? Make sure she survives this with at least enough sanity intact to operate a motor vehicle.

Even worse, we’re starting in that darned choir loft again. So Davis can pull out the half dozen Ayers panels he has of Harry and the Harridan gabbing, and reuse them AGAIN. Putting the dinosaur into the Dinosaur Comics formula.

Makes you long for the good old days of last week, when we just had Cranky time traveling 20 seconds in a single strip to buy one tiny piece of hardware.

Buying metal fasteners in the exact opposite of bulk is apparently an old habit for Cranky going back decades.

Continue reading “Don’t Look Directly At The Dinkle”

I hope that all of you who celebrate the season had a very Happy Easter. I made the mistake of offering to host our family’s celebration at my place this year, and I was exhausted last night! After cooking enough steak to choke a T-Rex, and littering my house with so many ceramic bunnies you’d think I’d petrified the cast of Watership Down, I collapsed.

So just a short post today. While I was melting together an unholy concoction of Velveeta, butter, sour cream, and sharp cheddar, I was talking to my housemate and we realized that she had never seen the Skunky Funkybuns stand up sketch by the late, great Dan Ronan. So I pulled it up for her to watch real quick. She thought it was amazing, but wondered if the part where the Batiuk expy hit a guy with his car was based on anything. I didn’t used to think so. I thought it was just a funnier stand in for Batiuk using his own experiences with cancer to write Lisa’s Story. But last week I did a little archive dive to that had me flipping through some volumes of Funky Winkerbean that I hadn’t looked at quite as closely before, and maybe Dan was referencing this arc from Act I instead? Anyone else remember this one? Continue reading “A Big Hit!”

Spring has well and truly sprung around here. Despite a few days of moderately cold temperatures, things are greening up, baby calves are dropping, and I’ve been scrambling around in the dust underneath vertical tillage machinery dragging a grease gun along behind me.

So here’s some baby pictures for those of you who enjoy the ‘CBH posts unrelated farm nonsense’

Continue reading “What’s New is Old Again.”

March 27th is upon us. And you all know what that means?

Happy Birthday, Funky Winkerbean!

Funky Winkerbean the comic strip would be 52 years young today, if it hadn’t tragically passed on in some kind of time bubble collapse at the age of 50 years and 10 months.

Funky Winkerbean the character also celebrates his birthday on March 27. He’s anywhere from 52 to 80, depending on what time of day you ask Tom and/or his editor. Continue reading “A Full Deck.”