You know, if Mary hadn't spurned Aldo's love and married him, she would probably be a very rich woman today after suing the hell out of the state of California for not providing guardrails along the road.She could have moved up to Montecito, just south of Santa Barbara, and be living the real good life with the real swells like Oprah and Michael Douglas, and not have to deal with rubes like Ian and Toby Cameron, or Dr Jeff, or Dr Mike/Mikey, or Jenna.Of course, she'd probably miss feeling superior to Bonnie Johnson.Just sayin'...
It's amazing that Mary doesn't feel the least little amount of guilt over poor Aldo's demise. I guess there's no looking back on what might have been in Mary Worth, huh?
R.I.P. Aldo. Maybe you got off easy!My husband reads every single comic strip every single day and has been doing so for longer than anyone can remember. Not having his kind of time to waste, I am much more selective in my morning entertainment and only read the FUNNY strips. I could especially never grasp why he would bother with Mary Worth and such, but, trying to understand, I decided to give it a whirl one day. This happened at the precise time when the epic Aldo Kelrast story began. How lucky for me! I moaned and groaned for the duration, hardly believing what was going on. When Aldo met his fiery death, I thought the real "fun" would begin and Ms. Worth would be taught a stern lesson to mend her meddling ways. Total amateurs putting on a bullying session--I'm sorry, an intervention--and pretty much causing the death of another human being had to be punished, even in the funnies. But noooo! On she went on her merry way, "advising" the next hapless victim as if Aldo had never crossed her path. I was stunned! I was outraged! I was never going to read this drivel again!!! And I didn't for a couple of years. Then, a few months ago while being laid up with a back injury, I stumbled upon this blog. What a find! I laughed myself silly reading through old entries. I know I still have a lot to learn, but I hope that one day, one fine day while seagulls swoop majesically overhead, I will grasp the zen of Mary Worth.......or something.
Welcome, Schmoopie@11.13p.We're an odd bunch here, but we have fun with Mary Worth. My particular favorite "Mary Worthless" is when she was telling someone - maybe Delia - about the problem of not communicating with your mate. She told the story of how she once had a "gentleman friend" - certainly not a lover - who she would get mad at and not speak to for weeks! Must have been some close relationship. I wondered at the time if the "gentleman friend" ever noticed she wasn't talking to him...
See? See what you've done?Now I have to forego a huge chunk of my "work day" and go back and read the Aldo story!
Aldo, we hardly knew yee.
Gee, this kind of reminds me of a really unnaturally phrased bumper sticker I read once: "Man's inner life is a mystery, but once drinking's involved, his outer life is history." ...or something. I can't blieve I remember it that well. But it's very odd!
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