I have always insisted that no man would ever choose to have those little ruffly things around the sides of his bed. I stand corrected.
Also -- who do you think that white dress shirt belongs to?
Also, also -- compare the marlin on today's shirt vs. the one we saw yesterday. Anybody else think that he's a little more...erect today?
Mauve curtains. Puke-green walls and ceiling. Vase full of freshly-cut roses. Painting of a conestoga wagon. Hideous red t-shirt with a marlin on it. 38-year-old single male doctor.
None of this makes sense to me.
God help me, I know it displays the mentality of a third-grader -- but every time those two fossils natter away about "going to the bum boat," I giggle like a school girl.
In panel two, we see Mary's longstanding plan finally coming to fruition, as she slowly begins to consume Dr. Jeff with her mandible hand. "Yes, I finally see what love really looks like -- for PRAYING MANTISES." (Praying manti? What's the plural of "mantis"?)
It reminds me of this classic from the late, lamented Dysfunctional Family Circus:
(NOTE: Marathon Man and I ran into what I think is the first double-posting of our conjoined blogging efforts. In other words, below my pointless drivel here there's another new posting from JK. Enjoy...)
Vera's got an ant farm
she keeps on her desk.
And when Dr. Drew comes over
he wants to play with her breast.
But she's ant-farmin' all night.
And her scarf is so tight.
Vera's got an ant farm,
Drewy won't get none tonight.
(Vera continues...)
"After all, it was poking me right in the thigh."
Nice Hop-sing hat there in panel one, Veracakes.
"...and this skirt! Oh, it binds me something terrible. Here, lemme just slip this off....ahh. Oh, would you believe it? Now my bra is digging into my skin. Whoopsie, off it goes! Wait, you DID say that you're a doctor, right? An unmarried, eligible doctor? Why do I ask? Oh, no reason in particular."
Vera's footwear shenanigans eventually led up to this...
a horrific case of jaundice, and Sunday's second-most-awkward kiss. (First place just HAS to go to this disgusting display from Lizardbreath and Blandthony in For Better or For Worse.)
Are they talking about masturbation here? Please, God, don't let them be talking about masturbation.
"Only the lonely can play." So it's come to this -- in her never-ending quest to serve up heaping helpings of pithy platitudes, Karen Moy has now been forced to dip into Motels lyrics. I can hardly wait until next week, when Wilbur Weston will be quoting from the collected works of Quarterflash.
Meanwhile, since when is Vera positioned at "the top?" Last we heard, she's in the typing pool at minimum wage -- which, considering that the typing pool went the way of the dictaphone somewhere around 1989, doesn't sound like a promising path to the top.
God only knows WHAT'S going on in the background of that first panel, by the way. I think that waiter is about to receive the tip of a lifetime.
(Speaking of Mary -- of course you can always get a daily dose of Mary Worth snark at The Comics Curmudgeon, but I'd also like to draw your attention to The Wanders Blog, whose author appears to have been bitten by the Mary bug as well.)
And then, Dawn made her first mistake:
Good lord, Dawn -- that's like saying, "Hey, Dracula, whadda ya think of this thing on my neck?"
Before you go a step further, young woman, let's take a little walk down memory lane and look at what's happened to some of the other people who've fallen under Mary's influence...
Meanwhile, just what the hell is that on Dawn's shirt? Speculation over at the curmudgeon has it that it's two cats being stewed.
Personally, I think that Karen Moy is just jumping on the lolcats phenomenon. Maybe something like this...
While Dr. Cory the younger tries to figure out a way to casually bring up the concept of "menage-a-trois" to young Dawn Weston and Vera, let's take a few moments to honor the one-year anniversary of the first appearance of comicdom's first and only Captain Kangaroo-esque stalker of old ladies...
Yes, kids, July 5 marked the one year anniversary of the first appearance of a man named Aldo.
I highly recommend that you take in the whole series, in all it's craptacularity. It starts here:
http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/fun/mary.asp?date=20060705
and ends here:
http://seattlepi.nwsource.com/fun/mary.asp?date=20061016
As you can see, the last few characters in the URL string are the dates -- simply change the dates in the URL to navigate through the series. (For example, the first entry ends with "...20060705." Change that to "...20060706" to see the next day, and so on.)
