SoSfDavidO here, confused as heck at today’s strip! Who are these people? What happened to the old grey-haired guy that looked like an ancient toddler!?
Oh, it’s Funky and Holly, watching television in an oddly stiff, non-relaxed manner as they snark on PBS for aiming for the non-white, non-late 40s, non-pizza store owning demographic.
More of Dinkle’s typing and smirking, typing and smirking in today’s Strip, there’s not much to snark on still. This whole week has been like sitting at a red light that goes on and on and on…
SoSFDavidO here, and thanks for your patience, all! My little hamlet of Ben Lomond, CA, has had a downpour of rain lately and I’ve not had power for days!
Fortunately, as seen in today’s Strip, there’s not much to snark on. This is a filler week if there ever was one.
Dinkle’s wife should have cleft him years ago.
Puns. Nothing but music puns ahead as far as the eye can see, as evidenced in <today's strip.
Nothing is moving ahead plot wise so it’s hard to snark on the direction the storyline is moving. Dinkle could be sitting at his computer for hours or days– its hard to tell.
SoSFDavidO here, filling in for folks far funnier than I for the next two weeks!
From the looks of Today’s Strip we’re in for Dinkle Week here at Westview. Given how he’s at least 20 years older than most of the gang we’re used to hanging out with he’s not faring too badly at all. At least his face isn’t sliding off like Skunkhead’s was in last week’s strip.
For those a little newer to this strip, the biography of Claude Barlow is something Dinkle has been working for, oh say, thirty years give or take a few. It’s usually the chance to slip in a few genuine moments of humor with some bad music puns, harkening back to an earlier time when FW strips were funny enough to cut out and tack to the band room’s bulletin board.
Son of Stuck Funky 