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In lieu of commentary on what I assume will be the latest chapter in DSH’s Hollywood adventure in not getting sued, enjoy this classic FW strip from the last time something unexpected happened at Komix Korner: March 7, 2005.
DSH getting arrested by DB Cooper a subtly-dressed undercover police officer for selling Japanese “adult” comic books to… adults. One of my all-time favorite Funky Winkerbean strips.
Hello folks! I’m billytheskink and I’ll be your tour guide for the next two weeks. We’ll see some smirks, some jerks, and I may even pen a haiku or two.
Let’s begin the tour with today’s strip, a continuation of last week’s story about how arranging studio-released movie stills and reposting them online can lead to unexpected phone calls. This week we’ll be exploring what these unexpected phone calls lead to, which apparently are Hollywood employment opportunities.
Though one of our commenters here snark-ily suggested that Masone hire DSH last week, there is not a clear role for him to fill in the middle of production for the Starbuck Jones movie. Writer? Storyboarder? Creative consultant? “Grassroots” online advertising/promotion stooge? These positions should already be filled, shouldn’t they?
Eh, Masone’s hired half of Westview already (does he own the production company?), may as well hire the other half. Ten bucks says Lefty and Dinkle are scoring the film before the year is out.
Are we being led to believe that the events of this week’s FW– John’s posting the plot synopsis to the web, Pete’s discovery of same, alerting the studio and identifying and tracking down the skunk-headed culprit – have all transpired in one day of strip time? “Hard to tell” indeed! John (like fellow comics nerd Pete Rudomanski) always, always is seen wearing the same shirt. But Crazy Harry’s still rockin’ that blue shortsleeve we saw him in on Monday…and we know it ain’t a postal uniform.
Peer through this window into Dinkle’s wizzled soul.
Holy crap, Dinkle saves stuff. And he feels comfortable enough with this creepy habit that he willingly shows Lefty one of his collections. This one seems innocent enough – tufts of grass from each years’ band camp – but will he ever show her his other collections? The ones kept in that special room behind the hidden door in the basement? The ones lined neatly up on narrow little shelves lining the walls…tiny jars holding little trophies and mementos of past achievements and heartbreaks…
Look! Here are sets of false teeth, taken from the nightstands of women at Bedside Manor who received “special music lessons.” And those jars near the door with all of Hallie’s nail trimmings from when she was just a baby. There are many, many others…Harry had access to the locker rooms at Westview High for so very long, and even now he visits from time to time, to see if there is anything else he might want to…collect.
Another school levy must have failed, because Lefty is now soliciting Westview residents during the summer in today’s strip. I guess that sweet band turkey revenue was just not enough to cover the cost of new feathery hats, Dinkles brand shoes, and those things that marching band members wear over their shoes.
The financial situation must be really dire in the Westview school district, because the band has weathered at least a dozen failed levies. It has typically been the high school’s sacred cow. Nate probably shouldn’t have allowed Les to meet with parents back in May, which undoubtedly cost the school district whatever bit of support it might have had.
It almost makes me wonder: How many guitar and flute tunes are there anyways? How many do Emily and Amelia know? Is Lefty going to pull out and in of every driveway in Westview? Is every single person who answers their door in Westview over the age of 75? Did Lefty come up with the punny name for this scheme before coming up with the scheme itself?
OK, I know the answer to that last one…
And with that, I yield the keyboard to a towering figure in the annals of SoSF, the one and only DavidO. As always, I appreciate you all putting up with me for a couple weeks.
Son of Stuck Funky 
