Three days of strips showing Funky standing in line at the airport; jump cut to Funky’s plane touching down at…home? His business destination? Still not 100% clear on which leg of the trip this is. Well, I’m sure the flight was as miserable and boring as his time waiting in line. No sooner than he’s given permission to use his phone, Funky is rewarded with what surely is more bad news from either his own doctor or possibly his Dad’s. The next cycle of strips won’t appear online before midnight Friday, which means I’m in the dark along with the rest of y’all! It also means the next post won’t show up here until midnight. Stay tuned (yawn)…
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Now Not Boarding
OK: I can’t figure out for the life of me what is going on here. All I can think of is that the reason they couldn’t scan the Funkman’s boarding pass is that rather than a smartphone, Funky carries the more geezer-friendly Samsung Jitterbug.
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June 30, 2014 at 11:47 am
“If you take their money, it’s their turn to tell the story”. Michael Connelly on asking whether it bothered him about the changes that occurred when his novel Blood Work was adapted to a movie.I think it was a polite way of saying “I cried all the way to the bank”.
If this is not Les at his most pathetic and unlikable, then I don’t want to be around when he finally sinks to that nadir. When he insisted on writing his screenplay, his agent clearly informed him that the studio would likely rewrite it. “Hollywood” sent him a huge check and then patiently waited a year while Les struggled to turn in a screenplay. They flew him (and his imaginary cat) to Hollywood, booked him a fancy hotel room, and fed him tandoori chicken. Feeling thus “betrayed” and alone, Les calls Cayla back in Ohio. But rather than depict honest human conversation between husband and wife (during which maybe Cayla tells Les to get over himself), Batiuk treats us to another obscure comic “tribute’ which equates Les’ Hollywood experience with being dropped into a pit of vipers. My favorite part is how Cowboy Les, even in this dire predicament, still has this “why me?” look on his face.
The original (more colorful) Rawhide Kid cover
Rawhide Kid on Wikipedia
Bu(zzzzz)Kill
He’s back: The Delicate Genius, the paragon of integrity and virtue, the defender of the Gospel According to Lisa, the man who has the courage and conviction to see right through the perverse decadence and evil greed that rules “Hollywood” and the twisted freaks that dwell within. That’s right, the smug, annoying dick with ears himself, Les f*cking Moore, along with his trusty imaginary sidekick, Anxiety Cat!
In this installment of “Les Writes The Same Story Again And Again And Again”, it seems that Clay Wallace, noted Hollywood scumbag, has concerns about Les’ shitty script. So he’s postponing the “pilot” and doing a “table read” instead, which makes no sense at all unless you’re a bad comic strip writer trying to toss around “show-biz” lingo, in which case it’s perfectly logical. Maybe they’re turning the cancer book into a series now, where another shoe will drop each and every week.
(“Previously on Lisa’s Story”:……..”Is she….???? NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!”)
And look at TheAuthor trying to work that ridiculous cat into the story again. Les’ imaginary friend means he’s about to suffer once again from the intense angst and self-loathing that comes with the territory for a profoundly gifted “writer” like him. He has no problem with dropping one of his dry little sarcasm bombs on his boss like a big wiseass but when it comes to plying his trade for money he starts simpering in the corner again, all worried about the universe conspiring against him and so forth. He’s just so incredibly insufferable. Look at him there in panel three with that smug obnoxious look on his face, who can look at that panel and not think about killing the guy? What a dick.
Tweaker Man
Hoo-boy, SoSfDavidO here and I’m quaking with excitement! Big Cable saw the screenplay and thought it was killer! From the looks of today’s strip, there might be a change or two needed. Of course, this immediately veers into unbelievable land.
Lisa’s Story (the book) was a huge hit, right? Remember the book tours? The interviews? The fans lining up just to shake hands with the Amazing Les Moore? Why is the fact it was a huge hit a big deal? Think of it this way…
Hollywood: “Hey, Dan Brown, we just bought the rights to make “The DaVinci Code” into a movie! I mean, the book has been on the bestseller list for 3 years and everyone loves it…we just want to make one change..”
Dan Brown: “What’s that?”
“Hollywood: “The title is kinda bland. Needs some punch. How about “Murders and Medieval Art?”
Dan Brown: “Well, I’m sure that won’t confuse book fans. Let’s do it!”
Son of Stuck Funky 
