Con-plainers

You’d think that Cody and Owen would be happy to hang out in the alley with their fellow like-minded comics geeks. Instead, it’s bitch, bitch, bitch. Although would it kill Pete to pop into Montoni’s and fetch a pie to feed these guys who are giving up valuable skateboarding time to help liquidate his comics collection?

“Gee…this Alley Con really is like a real Comic Con!” Sure is! Look at the douchebags walking around dressed as characters from Funky Winkerbean!

Back to the Grind

Epicus Doomus
August 23, 2012 at 3:35 am
Oh that wacky Owen, always so stupid, unmotivated, lazy and worthless! And he has a trademark daffy hat, too! He’s OUR Crazy Harry! And just like how Harry had his trademark air guitar gag, Owen has a beloved running gag of his own too: the look of general idiocy on his face!

Well today’s strip offers something new (besides a respite from the “Becky’s Mom’s a Bitch” arc): a glimpse of Owen laughing and enjoying himself like a normal kid. Although skateboarding seems a little too cool a pastime for these two marching band/comic book nerds. At any rate, their fun soon falls victim to Westview’s Undercurrent of Melancholy.

Bum and Bummer

I thought that a one-armed band director was supposed to be busy. Yet today Becky finds plenty of time to mope and feel sorry for herself. Speaking of mopes, who should happen by but Owen, sporting that stupid hat even in the Ohio summer. I wonder what witty, trenchant comment young Owen will make upon hearing Becky’s predicament?

Ha! Ha! Ha! These kids today, with their chullos and slang and Punisher tees, amIright?  By the way, in today’s panel 2, the role of Becky is being played by Humphrey Bogart.

Head in a Box

Since today’s first panel is a carryover from yesterday’s last panel, I thought it fitting to carry over a sampling of the your comments from yesterday on the latest posthumous Lisa sighting.

BeckoningChasm
July 29, 2012 at 12:33 am
Okay, the only way, and I mean only way this works at all is if this is Les’ final farewell to Lisa. “Thanks for coming with me one last time. Our adventure is over, and my next adventure begins now.” Don’t get me wrong, it’s still maudlin to the point of nausea, but it sort of works that way.

Epicus Doomus
July 29, 2012 at 12:53 am
Why couldn’t he pull the photo out in front of Summer and share his little moment with her? Why does his unending devotion have to be so freaking creepy and weird all the time?

billytheskink
July 29, 2012 at 1:02 am
Summer: He’s placing a picture of Lisa, my late mother, at the summit. You probably heard of her 15 years ago when she died of breast cancer.
James: Yes, I remember that. It was on that day that absolutely no one in Tanzania died, so the newspapers had to run Ohio obituaries. Anyways, littering fines double to 400 shillingi in national parks.

Charles
July 29, 2012 at 1:35 am
…Yes, a loose photograph, on top of the tallest mountain on the continent. That’s gonna stay there forever… I smile imagining it blowing off the mountain all the way down to Mogadishu.

Brazos
July 29, 2012 at 12:19 pm
Back in the day I did my fair share of non-technical high peak climbs so I’m familiar with those boxes. And do you know what every one of those boxes had? A LID!

Merry Pookster
July 29, 2012 at 10:32 am
Cheap ass doesn’t even spring for a plastic sheet protector


A real brief Google check suggests that yes, there is some cellphone service available even near the summit of Mt. Kilimanjaro, so I’m not gonna fuss over that detail. Anyway, it’s all downhill from here…