BChasm here once again, despite what the byline reads. Monday’s strip was not available beforehand, but I guessed that we’d continue with Holly’s attempt to amass a complete collection of Starbuck Jones comics to send to Cory. And I guessed wrong!
Tom Batiuk goes back to the only character he truly loves. I was thinking that if there are seven Starbuck Jones covers, that means seven weeks of Holly looking for comics. I could not imagine a Funky Winkerbean arc lasting that long; I fear my eyeballs would shrivel in their sockets by week four.
I think that perhaps Tom Batiuk thought the same thing. Or at least, he thought he couldn’t do without Les for that long. Anyway, today we have Les, the World’s Greatest Writer, whining about how hard writing is. I’m hoping he’s building a gallows so he can hang himself. Hey, can’t hurt to hope, right?
Notice Les’ face in panel 2: instead of a contented smile, he offers a haughty, sidelong glance as if to say, “Good Lord, woman, what are you talking about now?” Cayla is observing the end of Daylight Savings Time (