That's Good. No, That's Bad.

Nice jacket, Bull; did they have it in your size? The bad news comes even faster and furiouser than usual: the Westview schools have sacrificed the sports programs in the name of austerity. I thought this seemed a bit extreme, but a bit of Googling reveals that this is in fact Something That Happens; art and music programs are made to suffer as well. It’s enough to make little lines fly out from your head. Right, Linda?

Land of the Freeze

Apparently Linda Bushka serves as shop steward for the Westview faculty, and she breaks some bad news to the rank and file that the teachers may have to endure a “wage freeze”. Because a salary cut wouldn’t provide Jim up with a setup for a nifty punchline. And firing lousy teachers such as this lot is an impossibility in any school district, fictional or real. Eh, who cares? Feast your squinties on panel 1 Becky’s prominent pinned-up sleeve, Coach Kaz earring and bulbous nose!

When Harry Met My Fist

I’m far from Miss Manners here but it’s gotta be in poor form to unload your woe-is-me tale on someone that’s actually losing something, including possibly his finances, house, marriage, kid’s college fund, who knows what else.  It’s like telling your neighbor that you’re sorry that huge oak tree fell on his house; it was a nice tree for birds to hang out on and sing.

And with that uninspired observation, I turn the rest of the week’s snarking back to the master, TFHackett! Thanks for the opportunity to try and dredge some chuckles out of this bleak week!

Bungle in the Jungle

The more the week progresses the muddier the comic’s message is.  Is the bookstore owner griping about having to compete with big chain stores like Borders? Is he railing against online bookstores like Amazon, or is his ire drawn to eReaders like the Nook and Kindle? It might just be the economy in general, or just the fact that if you Sell Shit No One Wants that no one will buy it and you’ll be forced into bankruptcy.

Oh God, it’s a real place in Medina, Ohio. And to think they say there’s no such thing as bad publicity, though I doubt the owner appreciates looking like a slightly older Charles Whitman.

Tuesdays with Boring

Epicus Doomus In case you’re the one person on earth who doesn’t already know where this arc is going, let me clue you in: everything old was great and everything new sucks.

Epicus called it; this week’s arc is the exact same storyline as last week’s mindless banter about Blackberries except that now we’re lamenting the fact that people are buying online instead of going to the local bookstore, which is open from 9:30 -5 except on Wednesdays and Sundays when they’re closed. Oh, and come early, parking is a nightmare.