Pete-rified

Today’s strip:

Vespertine is a term used in the life sciences to indicate something of, relating to, or occurring in the evening. Wanted to clear that up first.

TB appears to be giving his komix-fanboy proclivities free rein with this week’s arc (he’s also recycling this Sunday panel from August ’08). This format kinda suits him (if in fact it is TB drawing these strips), because he can get away with giving his characters pepper-shaped noses, pencil wrists, and, yes, the hatchet face, and nobody will blink an eye.

How evil is the Lord of the Late? Just check out his thumb and index finger in panel 1: he’s crushing Pete’s head!

It's Called Writer's Block

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Westview’s “other” Famous Writer has misplaced his muse once again.

When I used to read comic books, they cost 15 cents and had the “Approved by the Comics Code Authority” stamp on the cover…in other words, I stopped reading comic books a long time ago. But even I know that Superman is the prototypical superhero, a character known and beloved around the world. Is it even plausible that DC Comics would entrust their flagship franchise to some creepy loner who lives over a pizza parlor in the midwest? Especially one who has an anxiety attack every time he lands an assignment. Writer’s block is Pete’s PTSD. Wonder if they have a dog for that?

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Is that Summer, wearing her Dad’s green shirt? Nah, it’s Our Pete, slaving away over his “Pineapple” laptop (I thought Pete’d be more of a Pear guy). He spent all afternoon “Googling” himself, eh? So that’s what the young people are calling it these days. I wonder what kind of faces TB makes when he Googles himself?

Pete’s disembodied head in panel one resembles Porch Boy from Deliverance in a Summer Moore wig…