Son of Stuck Funky

You’ve Got Smirk!

Children’s Motrin: like Colt 45, it works every time. Robbie’s out like a light, and now Mom gets to enjoy a little “me” time. And we, the readers, are subjected to “TB time”, in which years either pass by in a day, or, more likely, a single day can last a week or more. Guess that slip of paper from Becky wasn’t a hit man’s phone number, but a web address. Gee: do you think it was anything to do with puppies?

A reader named Ray commented on an earlier post, and I thought it was worth “bumping” his comment to today’s post because it’s pretty astounding:

Ray
November 9, 2010 at 7:18 pm

If I had to guess, the “Funky Fedora” is being tipped to [Susan Cash, marketing manager of KSU Press, and Mickey Ciriello, owner of Luigi’s Restaurant in Akron] from when TB had his book signing for “The Other Shoe” at Luigi’s (in 2007). Seems like a long time has passed to offer said thanks, but who am I to judge?

A tip o’ the SoSF derby to you, Ray, for this mind-blowing bit of information! -TFH

Mommy’s Home

Single mom Rache returns home to her tiny-handed little fella and tells him to get ready for dinner (“Awww, Mom, pizza again?”). She discovers the note from Becky that she’s thoughtlessly stuffed in her apron pocket. Her bleary eyes behold a scrawled phone number. Turns out Becky’s idea of helping Rachel “watch out for her ex-man” involves a hit man from Cuyahoga Falls who can make the job look like a suicide…

What about Wally?

Rachel is still cleaning up the remnants of Les-a-palooza when in walks the other member of the Wally’s Women Support Group. She has some information for Rachel…who shows her appreciation by stuffing that information into the pocket of her greasy apron, without even “checking it out”. Unfazed by Rachel’s indifference, Becky departs, but not before tossing out a lame comic-book reference.

ADHD A.D.

http://www.chron.com/apps/comics/showComick.mpl?date=20101107&name=Funky_Winkerbean — Click to view larger

Oh thank God we are out of that pizza parlor. Would that we could get away from The Grounded One as well. His star trip on hold for the moment, Les has time for a koffee klatch with his dysfunctionally-married co-workers Linda and Bull Bushka. Les’ casual greeting to Bull is met with a disjointed string of coachspeak non-sequiturs; it’s like those creepy Bing “search overload” commercials. Having tasted the spotlight after the Scapegoats ended their 20-year football losing streak vs. Big Walnut Tech, Bull wants to be ready for the media swarm that’s sure to accompany the defending state champs of girls’ basketball. He really should just concentrate on sitting at the table without spilling coffee all over himself.

Lisa's Lunacy

la gata loca
November 2, 2010 at 8:07 pm
…Lesismoore is simply too in love with his image of himself to share “his” space with anyone else. Even Zombie Lisa is really just a figment of his imagination and pathological self-absorption…Zombie Lisa, when she appears, is just Les patting himself on the back…

coronation53
October 31, 2010 at 10:08 pm
No mentally healthy person is as stuck in the past as this Les is. One can give the friends there the benefit of the doubt, and assume that they do not understand what Les is seeing in his mind’s eye. If they do, they should be carrying out an intervention to help direct him to a way of overcoming his depression.

Please, please let today’s panel 3 spell closure, not only to the “Les Finally Gets Published (Again)” story arc, but to Lisa’s ghostly presence. “Spanky” needs to choose a living, breathing, flesh and blood companion; either that, or let him to join his “favorite girl” in the afterlife. Query whether this is not Les’ sweet reverie, but rather Lisa’s own hell: condemned to spend eternity in Westview, the town that joy forgot.