So seemingly out of the blue, documentarianne Jessica informs her husband that she’s getting back to work on her long-delayed project about her dad you-know-who…as she packs up her camera and heads out the door. Darin asks her a perfectly legitimate, if clumsily phrased, question: do you really want to do this? And it turns out that she does not, since it requires her to revisit a difficult time in her life (which, having been a baby at the time, she couldn’t possibly remember).
Tag: Montoni's
Before the Sun Burns Out
For those of you who are new to the Funkiverse: Jessica must always follow the words “my Dad” with “John Darling.” And for those of you who understandably are unable to recall where she left off with her documentary…well, the last time she even mentioned it was almost a year ago…
…right before she got sidetracked and derailed by the return of Darin’s “bio-dad” Frankie, and, after that, giving birth to a son. Now armed with her trusty old VHS camcorder (and her copy of Les’ first book) our Jess is set to re-re-resume her quest. There’s a surprising note of self-deprecation in panel 3, and I wonder if it comes from Jessica or from her creator: remember she’s been telling everybody about this supposed documentary since she and Darin popped up three years ago…
Dead Skunk Shirt
Crikey, does DSH John own more than one shirt? I can almost smell him from my side of the screen in today’s strip.
Starbucks NOs
Did Kingdom Press screw up and rerun a set of strips already run or are we STILL actually plodding through more comic book storylines in today’s strip!?
The problem is, as a Snarker, I’m running out of things to say other than USE EBAY YOU CRAZY NINNY.
Bus-Ted
SoSFDavidO here, looking forward to see what TomBat has done with 8 panels of glorious color–*peeks at strip* Oh hell, forget it.
The Black Hole of misery that is Westview claims another life, our own massively popular television anchorwoman from ABC is being let go for being too old. As many a snarker has pointed out, unless Cindy was born before Diane Sawyer (and who can tell, the way time jumps are) that shouldn’t be a problem.
In journalism, age can actually be an asset. You’ve built rapport and trust for 20, 30 years in some cases. Everyone knows you’re older. No one cares if you have crow’s feet, they care about if they can believe what you’re telling them or not.
But that’s the way the real world works. This is the Funkyverse, where Mopey Pete leaves New York City to live above a pizza joint and then leaves for New York again with no explanation.
Mope mope mope. Served up hot and fresh in today’s strip.
Son of Stuck Funky 
