Feigned sentimentality aside, Les can’t wait to dump the girls and their belongings in the dorm room, and then get the hell back to Moore Manor and enjoy being semi-alone at last. “A-ha! A closet shelf, I’ll just shove these up here and…” Not so fast, mister! Cayla, being a woman and all, knows that there’s a place for everything, and here and now is the place for her paying Les back for that time he got all anal about the peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
This Is "Y" We Snark
While the autumn weather in Westview may be “a little dicey“, just an hour away in tropical Kent, Ohio, it rains every damn day. You’d think that Les, knowing this, would dress accordingly and advise everyone else to do the same. You’d also think that after climbing Mt. Kilimanjaro, Summer’s legs would have a little more shape.
Les is "W"impressed
Bleah, another Sunday throwaway comic book tribute, and an even more lazy effort that usual; TB hasn’t even gone to the trouble of swapping Les and Cayla’s heads onto Superman and Superwoman. He’s merely dropped in a rifle-scope point of view showing our “happy” couple, putting a neat li’l bow on last week’s arc. I’m not a comix fanboy, but Batiuk famously is: aren’t there any black superheroines he could have used to represent Cayla? There must be; but I guess the rights to those characters haven’t yet passed into the public domain. Who ever heard of Superwoman? And why is she dressed in green?
Get Outta My Grill
Do the Cayla!
That’s a lot of verbiage to slog through to get to the joke, the joke being (I guess) that silly, indecisive Les can’t even decide between two menu items, let alone take an active role in planning his and Cayla’s wedding.
Cayla’s gesturing the last couple days has been a little too emphatic.
My Snark Will Go On
Not to sound too dire, because I don’t know how this will turn out…
This week King Features Syndicate finally wised up, and went to some kind of dynamic coding scheme that generates a crazy, non-human-decipherable link to the FW strips; replacing the old format in which a human could easily edit the date string to view past, present, and next weeks’ strips.
The old format allowed me to preview each week’s story arc, and write and schedule each days’ posts in advance, scheduling them to go live each day (ok, the night before each day; maybe that was asking for trouble).
I don’t think this affects the availability of FW strips already on the web. However, it’s likely that the daily strips will now “go live” only at midnight or even later every day. I’m going to have to post “on the fly”, and that’s not going to be easy, what with having to be at my real job every morning.
In order that the snark may still have a home, I will continue to schedule a “placeholder” post each day. You all collectively create the bulk of the content here anyway (as well as the funniest). I’ll add my own daily observations as time permits. On the bright side, my newspaper carrier delivers my Sunday funnies with my Saturday Bergen Record, so even though I won’t be able to link to the strip, I can lay eyes on it first.
So this kinda sucks, but SoSF is still my favorite place on the web, and hopefully one of your favorites as well.
Thanks as always, and stay Funky!
TFH
Son of Stuck Funky 
