Tag: Rachel

Home Sweet Trombone

Even though Wally’s PTSD is kept in check thanks to Buddy, he’s still not immune to midlife doubt and regret. Today he muses about how life “should be” for him and Rachel (and presumably her little boy Robbie, wherever the hell he’s been since January 2011). Or given his absent-mindedness around Rachel (see Wednesday’s “chick magnet” strip), perhaps the “we” Wally’s speaking of is him, Becky, and their two children, stolen away from him by Dead Skunk Head John during his captivity in Iraquistan.

Studly Buddy

John
July 29, 2013 at 2:18 am
Wally: “I thought that maybe I’d enroll at community college this fall and get back to work on my degree.”

Rachel: “This fall?!? You do realize that August begins THIS WEEK, right?!? You need to march right down there and BEG for a spot NOW.”

Looks like Wally heard you! Wherever this arc is going, at least it’s moving along. Wally has put word into action and enrolled at community college. Sure, book learnin’s important, but where will Wally learn not to blurt things out that will earn him the death smirk from Rachel?

Back to School

Summertime means it’s time to see what’s new with Wally, whom (except for at Dinkle’s party) we’ve not seen since the carnival was in town last August. Though he still has that gaunt, hollow-cheeked look, Wally’s “doing pretty well” and is considering resuming his education (“community college”? Why not KSU?). A very admirable goal indeed: one would hope that Wally could avail himself of some tuition assistance under the G.I. Bill, get his sheepskin, escape his dishwasher job and hell, he and Rachel could get married. But a thoughtful response from Rachel doesn’t make for a good punchline, so Batiuk has her put on a Hanna-Barbera smirk and reveal her weird pedophilic “homework” fantasy.

What the Heck Do We Care?

Now you know how many ‘holes it takes to fill Montoni’s Pizzeria.

TheDiva
July 10, 2013 at 11:50 pm
Okay, folks, place your bets:
Halle is drawn in the background of a Sunday spread in a listless nod to continuity: 6/1

Does Halle Dinkle’s presence here qualify as a “crossover” if nobody knows about her comic strip? She’s the one helpfully holding up a placard-sized “Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad” card. There’s another unfamiliar face in the crowd, above Dinkle’s head, whose identity will be revealed Friday (as an afterthought; TB’s just giving a shout-out to one of his music friends). Rachel’s been made to don the dreaded red apron but Wally (and his wonder dog Buddy) have been permitted to mingle with the invited guests. I would give Dead Skunk Head John a hard time for showing up in a t-shirt, but hey: we’re in a pizza parlor.

Get ready for another guest blogger: starting Monday, it’s the snark stylings of Beckoning Chasm!