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Happy Halloween, dear reader. it’s not Halloween in Bobbins but you can revisit last year’s seasonal story if you like. Time moves at a truly glacial pace in this comic and I like it that way.
Happy Halloween, dear reader. it’s not Halloween in Bobbins but you can revisit last year’s seasonal story if you like. Time moves at a truly glacial pace in this comic and I like it that way.
Big toe sticking out of the sock. Oh, Ryan, your life is in dire need of mending! And your socks, as well!
Everyone knows that a big toe hole means you rotate that sock to the other foot.
Darn. Nobody told me. (Slurp.) Well, carry on, chin chin.
For me, a toe hole is an instant dismissal to either the bin or the ’emergency socks’ pile. Once the toe is gone, it’s the thin end of the wedge before your entire foot is poking out the end.
I’m impressed he has wine that requires a corkscrew. I figured he’d be at twist-off cap level — maybe even cardboard box.
I feel like there were fewer screw caps on wine 20 years ago.
The new screw caps, “Stelvin”, are actually superior to corks in terms of sealing wine bottles. No “going corked” with them. The last I heard they were a little more expensive than corks.
Their problem is that they’re associated with the cheap wine sold in screw cap bottles in the past, and the lack of tradition and the corkscrew ceremony.
I have tasted wine from a screw cap bottle and lived. It’s quite nuce, actually. (I also like my new hobby of chasing people strangely and craving their human brains, but that’s a tale for a different day. …Please don’t tell Paul and Milla. She will not be pleased.)
(By “nuce”, I actually meant to say “nice”. RRAAAWRRRR…)
Please, have some more wine.
Hey, it’s a lot better than his previous accommodation.
Poor Miss Shelley doesn’t get to have a man-tart to go with her pizza. What’s a lass to do? (There’s still hope, however, I like to think. Where there’s a bottle of wine shared between friends, there’s always hope.)
I think Bobbins strips should have a discreet timestamp periodically. But I’d settle for knowing the date and time of this one.
You mean, where does this fit into the chronology? Or just, when does it occur? Bobbins.horse takes place in a sort of soupy 1998 but in all honesty it could be 2001, I have a personal policy of not really worrying about this stuff because if I did, I’d have to do something else immediately.
Bear in mind that the first, self-published, Giant Days issue was written in 2010 and ostensibly takes place in 2009 if I’m strict about time. The final issue was published in 2019 and seems to occur in the present day despite four years having, theoretically, passed. It’s impossible. Giant Days tallies, events wise, with all the other Scary Go Round comics – Lottie appears aged 10 and 11, Shelley appears in her London milieu, but I can’t keep the “date stamp” straight because it doesn’t work.
The characters’ ages are the constant, not the chronological year. You have to hang the continuity on Shelley’s age. In these comics, she’s 22.
It’s still more consistent that, say, D.C. I’m reading Batgirl from 2016 at James Gordon is a redheaded young man running around in a robot Batsuit. But he was old in the ‘80s! The universe is set on perpetual reboot.