We met Jimi’s ex-wife Ava briefly several strips back. At that time, we learned that a) she hosts a television show called Celebrities Wow!, and b) neither Jimi nor his young daughter Tillie like her very much.
In this cycle we find out why.
Reacting on the hare-brained advice of her accountant or her lawyer, Ava decides to get custody of Tillie. It doesn’t matter that she’s completely unqualified to parent a young child (or an old child, or an adult). Following the mantra “consolidate your assets”, she’s off and running.
And, oh yeah, Ava’s got a particular mental condition that makes her especially unsuited for motherhood. But that’s right here in the first strip.
In this cycle of strips, we also learn our setting for what I believe is the first time. Given that I myself live in Southern California, it wasn’t much of a stretch.
As I write this (many weeks before you’ll read it), America has taken a rightward swing. More of a grinding lurch, really. Like when a train stops suddenly and all the passengers are thrown forward bodily (and not in a good way).
Hopefully, by the time this post sees daylight, some of the kinks will’ve been smoothed. Though I may not play for the same team as our new president, it’d be counterproductive for me to wish failure upon him. (Are you listening, Rush?)
Anyway, what does that have to do with this new series of comics. Only this: At some point, I need to stop using Sassy O’Shaughnessy as a prop. There’s more to this girl than being a proxy for a point about sexual politics. We’ll see her as a person soon, I promise.
Side note: The more observant amongst you will notice our focal-point family now has a last name. (Only six months in!) It’s “Keebler”. Paul, Connie, Ronnie, Donnie, and Jimi Keebler. Why Keebler? Cookies. Baked by elves. In a tree.
Now try and graft any unpleasantness onto my little brood. I dare you.
God’s back and he’s in a chatty mood.
Like the Paul in the strip, RW Paul is an agnostic. The character stated my own position many moons ago: I don’t believe in any of the current or past gods (and can’t figure out why anyone would), but I can’t dismiss the possibility of a supernatural intelligence behind, well, Everything. Why? Because I don’t have the data to say one way or the other. That said, I burn almost zero calories thinking about it.
It might seem odd that both Fake Paul and Real World Paul are agnostics yet God is a recurring character. I guess, but the neat thing is I don’t have to justify it. It amuses me so it’s in.
Put that in your pipe and smoke it.
So, yeah, just thought you’d like to know. The strip no longer runs Monday, Wednesday, and Friday; it runs Monday through Friday. As in five times a week instead of three. That’s two additional comics for your comic shopping dollar.
And oh, yeah… We’re full-color too. That happened a long time ago, but I neglected to call your attention to it.
Today we’re giving Connie a little time outside of Paul’s shadow.
Over the course of this short cycle, we’ll learn our materfamilias’ secret when it comes to handling her husband and the twins.
Spoiler alert: anyone familiar with the writings of H.P. Lovecraft will recognize Connie’s go-to strategy. She’s a brave woman who’ll risk madness and utter annihilation to assert her dominance.