The Volumizer

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.

March 23, 1979
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Don’t Look Directly At The Dinkle

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.

Your grandson will enjoy this…

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

If this is supposed to be the same guy years in the past, then Cranky truly is an ageless vampire that feeds on misery.
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Practice What You Preach

Saturday’s Crankshaft is a great example of a comic strip that is innocuous, but infuriating if you ever paid attention to the Funkyverse.

On the surface, it looks like a particularly mawkish installment of Pluggers. Oh, for the good old days, when store operators used mechanical 1970 Grocery Game-style cash registers and memorized where everything was. (Implied: instead of using computers, which Tom Batiuk is known to dislike.) Continue reading “Practice What You Preach”

SoSF’s 14th Anniversary

Hey folks! I know it’s been forever since I posted here, but I couldn’t let SoSF’s 14th Anniversary go unremarked. Since picking up the torch from the original Stuck Funky, we’ve carried on as a fun and diverse community. It’s indeed heartening to see how this blog has managed to outlast its raison d’être. Though it’s certain that Tom Batiuk gets to enjoy the last laugh. He folded up his FW franchise, but moved the Funky cast to the Crankshaft universe. This he accomplished by spending weeks’ worth of FW strips undoing and “mopping up” all the incongruities between the two worlds, which had long been supposed to take place at least a decade apart. Continue reading “SoSF’s 14th Anniversary”

Tom Batiuk Stole A Punchline. He Forgot To Steal The Premise.

Not long after I posted about last week’s arc about a real-world eclipse, regular poster J.J. O’Malley compared it to a Peanuts arc from June 15-20, 1963, which also coincided with a real-world eclipse. Several other posters also chimed in about the comparison:

Oh, if only I had faith that TB was funny enough to just rip this off completely…

billytheskink, https://sonofstuckfunky.com/2024/04/03/total-eclipse-of-the-old-fart/#comment-169174

Well, he did rip it off completely. The rest of it, not so much. Continue reading “Tom Batiuk Stole A Punchline. He Forgot To Steal The Premise.”