Author: TFHackett

The Fairgoods’ motor tour takes them past the former home for troubled youth where Ann once worked. What’s troubling me is trying to figure out the point of this aimless arc. Darin was raised by Fred and Ann; wouldn’t he know that this was somewhere that Ann once worked? Is TB calling out a Real Place in Ohio? Wonder how the good folks at Lighthouse Youth Services in Cincinnati are going to feel about this?

In order to “lighten” things up a bit, I’ve reworked the last panel so the Fishstick Annie delivers her line using the same jokey delivery she used in yesterday’s strip.

It’s over? The wedding is over?? You’ve got to be kidding.

Les and Cayla set up dozens of chairs; for whom? We saw, but never got to meet, a couple of Cayla’s presumptive relatives; and didn’t see any relatives of Les’ except Summer. Instead of a heartfelt, moving toast to the happy couple, we got Bull’s backhanded “overpunted his coverage” compliment. Nothing whatsoever to show us what is so special about these two becoming one, aside from the fact they did so on their front lawn. Trust Tom Batiuk: on those rare occasions when you want him to spend more time on a story arc, he drops it like a Scapegoat dropping an end zone pass.

Married for ten years already, Jess and Darin have just moved into their “first real place” (the apartment over Montoni’s). At this rate, who knows, they might even have their own car before the decade’s out. Meanwhile they must depend on Fred and Ann for a ride home, which mean they must endure a “newstalgic” tour of the Fairgoods’ old neighborhood.