Greetings all my beautiful nitters! I’d love to have a really in depth post up for you guys, but we are in the heart of harvest right now. For the last couple weeks I’ve done nothing but check cows, move augers, and hook up to wagons. One night we were even chopping and bagging corn silage by the light of a harvest moon.
When we last saw Wally Winkerbean in this retrospective, he was staring with longing grief and acceptance into the eyes of his ex wife Becky, after having a major meltdown flashback at the Girl’s Basketball Conference Championships.
Funky lets Becky know that, as the main character, he’s taking it upon himself to facilitate Wally’s recovery.
“The final Funky strip shows the future Lisa reading her great grandfther’s book, Lisa’s Story- The Other Shoe. The book had originally been titled The Other Shoe – The Complete Lisa’s Story.“
It’s both pretty funny and kind of sad how even his personal blog posts are full of pointless filler and careless sloppiness. No one cares less about his passions than BatYam does. Except for that freaking cancer book, of course, which he STILL cares about way, way too much.
Is there really a (former) regular FW reader who needed that last strip explained to them? I mean, come on. He relentlessly shilled, flogged, hawked and pimped that book for like sixteen years, there was no mystery or confusion present in that terrible, terrible ending. We all knew exactly what it was and exactly why it was there. So who does he think this is for?
Then (I don’t feel like linking to it, just go look at it yourself) he actually demonstrated the creative process involved in slightly changing the title of the cancer book, like it was interesting to someone, somewhere, in some distant alternate universe, or so I assume. Given how he just did the last strip, it would appear that the Annotated Ending series of blog posts are finished now, and we’re all poorer for it. If this is indeed the case, the last Annotated Ending post was every bit as anti-climactic and sad as the actual ending itself was, which is no mean feat. How DOES he do it?
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Well, I’m back, from Outer Space (Seattle). I just walked in to see Cranky sitting there with that dumb look upon his face.
Specifically this one,
And if Cranky seems unfazed to be haunted by the disembodied soul of a former coworker appearing to give him advice, well…
This isn’t Ol’ Ed’s first Dickensian Rodeo.
Once again, Tom is pulling an old running gag outta his tattered old gag bag. Treating us to an entire week of that famed Bus Barn mentor and legend, Pop Clutch. And giving me another opportunity to sit awkwardly on the floor of my kitchen taking pictures of Crankshaft trade paperbacks that I’m holding open and flat with my toes like some kind of spy gorilla.
Son of Stuck Funky 