Proof that video technology in the Funkiverse has indeed progressed beyond those VHS tapes that everyone hoards and cherishes. We haven’t even seen Miranda this week, but her trail of destruction extends to every room of the Winkerbean house. In the comments here yesterday, Epicus described Tuesday’s zoomed in computer monitor gag “relatable,” and I find myself relating to today’s. Some years back, my wife’s grandmother, may she rest in peace, lived with us for awhile after being flooded out of her home. And oh boy, did she love her tee vee. We didn’t (and still don’t) have a DVR, but Nana watched the tube all hours of the day and night. “Downton Abbey” and “Golden Girls” not so much, but “Law & Order” apparently can be found any time on one cable channel or another, and after awhile, that signature “DUN DUN!” sounder that gets played at scene changes drove me right up the wall.
Hyper Text
When she’s not strewing pill bottles and soiled laundry all around the house, “MIL-inda” (Funky’s Mother-In-Law Melinda, get it?) likes to unwind by hopping on the family iMac and giving her retinas a workout on the ol’ Retina display. The Mac OS has a host of accessibility features, including one called Zoom Way the Fuck In (keyboard shortcut: ⌘ + ⌥ + ⇧ + ⌃ + F), which renders screen fonts in billboard sizes. It might behoove Funky to set the blind old biddy with her own user account, which she could customize however she likes without inconveniencing everyone else, but then we wouldn’t be treated to today’s boffola gag.
Shower Scene
Evidence of Miranda’s slatternliness extends to every room of the Winkerbean home. It’s enough to make Funky consider converting the half bath in the guestroom to a 3/4 bath with the addition of a shower. He’s pretty resigned about it too, which is surprising; the Funkman strikes me as someone who’s pretty tight with a buck.
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November 25, 2019 at 8:10 am
Isn’t Holly’s mother roughly the same age as Funky’s father? Why aren’t they just sticking her in Bedside Manor?
I guess it’s cheaper to make the old crone comfy at home, rather than to put her up with horny ol’ Morton at Bedside Manor. And if Funky adds a mini fridge, a hotplate or microwave, and a sturdy lock on the door, he can keep his mother-in-law out of sight and out of mind ’til she blessedly croaks!
Teen-ior Moment
A tip of the SoSF pillbox hat to comicbookharriet for her outstanding commentary these last two weeks!
Before the Army made a man out of him, we all know that Cory Winkerbean was a thief, a cheater, a vandal, and generally a smartass. Today we learn that he was also a pillhead and a slob, too wasted or apathetic to even try and hide his addiction from his mom. I’d suggest that Cory inherited his slovenliness from his grandmother Melinda, but I seem to recall (correct me if I’m wrong) that, like half of his Act III contemporaries, Cory’s an adoptee.
Banned Room Revolution.
Well, it’s been a real teeter-totter of a shift. One week of super-depressing Lesplotation misery porn, and another week of weightless recycled turkey gags. But you how the old song goes: When you’re up, you’re up. And when you’re down, you’re down. And when you’re only halfway up, it’s Sunday and the strip isn’t available for preview.
Our glorious leader TFHackett, is assuming his place on the podium tomorrow. Please treat him with the respect due a founding father of our blogiverse. He’s chopped down Lisa trees, and crossed the mighty Cuyahoga, and seen our troops through the frigid winters of Ohio. He stood up to the rotten king who tried to silence our freedoms through C&D, and brought us to this promised land.
Happy Thanksgiving!
Son of Stuck Funky 