To Each His *yawn*

The odd perspective in panel one of today’s strip is no doubt meant to draw attention to the cup filled with pens and pencils atop Tony’s quaint and homey roll-top desk.  It is one of these writing implements (and not a flip phone as I first thought) that Tony wields, and I hoped that he was sneaking up on “Boy Lisa” to “stab him in the eye” as suggested by Epicus Doomus. It’s been interesting to follow the comments here this week: it’s an unscientific sampling, to be sure, but the bottom line is that, paper-based or digital (or both), you’re going to use what you’re comfortable with.

'Roids

“It’s-a meeee, Ton-eeee!”

“…and speaking of Asteroids, I think I’ll go downstairs and lose myself in my collection of vintage arcade games.” The harangue continues into Day 4, and yeah, folks, I peeked ahead because I have to: the theme continues through Friday and Saturday. As I pointed out Tuesday, Darin has, over time, lost his Pinocchio nose and become less “cartoony”, while Tony is just a red cap and pair of overalls away from going into the plumbing business.

SoSF would like to note the passing of Apple co-founder Steve Jobs, a genius entrepreneur and inventor whose vision changed the world (while unfortunately giving rise to smug know-it-all technogeeks like Darin). Rest in peace, Steve.

Tony Mono-toni

Flummoxicated
October 3, 2011 at 10:53 am
So I’m guessing we’re in for six days of “technology, amirite?”, complete with weak puns and vague punchlines, no doubt.

Day Two:  How much does Tony love his paper calendar? In panel one, he’s smelling it! And speaking of sniffers, when did Batiuk take away Darin’s most recognizable feature: his ski nose? At right is a comparison of Darin, five years ago, and the Darin of today. He now sports the same generic aquiline beak as Funky and Wally.