Front Door and Back Window have had a very tumultuous relationship over the years. I remember a time when everything was blissful, and Front Door thought the earth revolved around Back Window. But then, along came Ceiling Fan, stealing Back Window's heart for just a couple of nights, but that was all it took. So many marriages could avoid the Final Parting, if only Mary Worth's Oven would come by for a visit and bring a pie with an automobile piston baked in the center of it.Today's Full Strip
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Do you think Ernie has LEFT Bonnie??
Or did she lose him in the apartment?
Wanders,
Your analysis is astounding! So much so that my shoes are now envious that my eyeglasses get to see this blog and they don't. I'm hopeful for a speedy reconciliation I have work tomorrow.
I have a suggestion for the jukebox, in honor of saving the Johnson's troubled marriage- David Soul's ''Don't Give Up On Us, Baby''. It's really apt, for the situation, plus it has that nice, mellow, 70's elevator music sound.
I'm going to weasel my way into
B?BJ?'s apartment by taking her some peach pie because I know a tub o'goo like her would never turn down pie..
So if there's an apartment to the left of the Johnson?s, then when we're looking at the balcony, which I assume is opposite the front door, then that window to right of the sliding glass door is on a common wall with the neighbor's balcony. Is this a pass-through window for sharing barbecue with the neighbors?
I won't sleep all weekend.
I think what we've been assuming is "Front Door" is actually the door to a closet inside the Johnsons' condo. There is no lock, either a deadbolt or a key-in-doorknob style, on this door. Also, it's only about two feet down the hallway from the next door, and seems to have a light switch next to it. So, probably, Bonnie?Bonnie Johnson, being a shopaholic/hoarder, has her closet doors numbered, and, tragically, has just accidentally trapped herself in this particular closet. Now she's just hoping someone with a pie will come in and see her thought balloons leaking out and rescue her.
I feel bad for poor B?B?J? She must spend her free time (when not shopping, comparing boots, or hoarding) pouring her soul out to the order takers from The Shopping Network. I think a little peach pie with banannas is just the thing to lift her spirits. Of course, she will want to BUY the pie from Mary, using one of her DECLINED charge cards.
I am beginning to wonder whether Giella is a recluse and has been one for many, many years. It should not be THAT difficult to draw everyday items, such as apartment doors and hallways, with some resemblance to real life environments. I think there are 6th graders who could do better than this.
I just keep returning to the thought that I want his job.
There's something odd going on with the door to BJ?'s apartment today. It's curving toward the reader on what appears to be a straight wall. Good gravy, BJ?'s gone onto NASA online and purchased something to warp space!
And why all of a sudden is Ernie leaving? It's seemed that way for days now.
Scalding hot peach pie, the gift that keeps on giving.
Say what you will about the door, but I see an accurate portrayal of anguish and misery on Bonnie's face today. Her eyes are swollen from crying, or squinting from the sudden introduction of light into her dark existence.
And Mary's face, clueless in panel one, turns to genuine, jaw-dropping shock upon seeing Bonnie in such despair. She's probably dropped the pie.
Mary's shocked that this particular meddling episode has fallen into her lap so readily. She dropped the pie to gleefully strum her fingers in her hands.
I don't understand why Ernie left; after all, Bonnie bought him that awesome sombrero.
I think Giella's as bored with the story as I am and can't muster up the energy to draw Bonnie?BonnieJohnson?
I'm not too worried about B?BJ? because in spite of her gut-wrenching despair, she has consciously chosen to wear pearls. That tells me right there she's a strong woman.
Mary, however, has foolishly chosen to hold a piping hot pie in the palm of her hand. Her gobsmacked expression is most likely the result of hot, sticky pie mess resting on top of her shoes, burning through to her feet.
And we're getting close to the big reveal. What if the shopping was a red herring and the real problem is the gigantic lizard BJ? insists on keeping as a pet? If the thing keeps growing, they wouldn't survive, as Ernie said.
Nah, it's probably just boxes upon boxes of crap.
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