Tell me again, and again, and again, and again... and again, for I am a ghostly specter condemned to wander the halls of Charterstone, sipping Sanka and suffering the pain of endless redundancy.
Today's Full Strip
Katyb posted a number of good questions yesterday, and I am left with one of my own. If the lesson to be learned back at Mary's, the one big lesson that would be hammered into our heads day after day, was how wonderful it was, in the midst of tragedy, that people helped each other, why in the world didn't Karen Moy WRITE THAT INTO HER STORY? I remember people rushing for the lifeboats and being told that they were "killing each other." I remember little Annie calling for aiuto and no one helping her. I remember a Spaniard inexplicably yelling that everyone should jump overboard. The only instance of help I can recall is when Wilbur was saved from being pitched overboard. But that's IT. I bet there was a lot more helping on the Costa Concordia than there was in the panels of Mary Worth.
Dave gave Dawn that heart locket.Don't forget Dawn the part where you pushed little Aiuto out of the way so you had some pole to cling onto.
I crept in here today, unwilling to believe that Moy would simply fill in the details of a story she was too busy to really pay attention to, morphing it instead into a dinner table passion play. Now with more kelk!
Please, Dawn and Wilbur, for the benefit of those readers who have been unable to follow the intricacies of this storyline...tell us again.Or, perhaps the benefit is for the folk who wisely bailed out weeks ago, and need an update. At any rate, tell us and keep telling us until Karen Moy comes up with another lame idea to move things along in the Worthiverse.
Pardon me while I show my Advanced Age:I had an immediate flashback to the good old days of the original cast of SNL, when Garrett Morris and Chevy Chase used to recap the top story of Weekend Update for the Hearing Impaired. (link)Tomorrow, Wilbur will talk about how extraordinary it was to think that a vacation could become something other than a pleasure trip, and Mary will offer a worn, obvious axiom while touching her face and probing a blob on her plate. I'm guessing we'll see the word "incident" at least twice.Sunday is a loss, always. Any guesses on its Secret Word?
Well, the only positive thing about this cow patty of a plot line is that Dawn didn't find "Mr. Wonderful" on her Italian 'holiday'. One the other hand, the way she's been fondling Wilbur for the past three days (check it out, she hasn't been able to keep her hands off of him!!)...
I've not seen the Rorshach art on Mary's wall before.What I have seen is the pained look of abject boredom which Mary sports in the second panel. (That look was on my face when my sister-in-law was describing her gall bladder surgery. Eyes nearly closed, desperately fighting the urge to sleeep, lightly clenched teeth, desperately fighting the urge to yell, FGS, SHUT UP!!)
In addition to the look on Mary's face in panel two, Dawn's expression is great as well. Staring ahead, wide-eyed, as she relives the helicopter rescue in her head.Thanks, Anonymous, for pointing out how touchy-feely Dawn and Wilbur have been the past few days. It is a bit disturbing...[Just a note about the anti-robot dealy: someone mentioned awhile back that you didn't have to enter the number from the image, but that must have been changed because using just the word alone doesn't work anymore.]
We could all have been saved weeks of agony by just jumping forward to this point in time.Mary, why do you want to hear it AGAIN? Did you sleep through the first retelling.And what about the ASK WENDY column? Did anyone even write into Mary?SO many questions, can we just move on?
Amen to Punky @ 7:11. Who could have predicted a human kindness message out of this story? What we're witnessing here is either denial or revisionism. Notice that Dawn has casted herself as one of the story's heroes. Revise. Rinse. Repeat.
I want to know how many fellow passengers our two "heroes" saved.Maybe Wilbur and Dawn are in shock and can't face the fact that thousand died as they clung to a pole thinking only of themselves.
Has anybody else noticed that a square has been cut out of Wilbur's algae jacket, matted, framed, and hung on the wall of Margo's office in Apartment 3-G?
I'm doing a shot every time I hear the word "humanity" again.
Tell me what you've learned Dawn. "Well,I-I think that it-it wasn't enough to just want to survive-and its that-if I ever go looking for my heart's desire again, I won't look any further than my own back yard. Because if it isn't there, I never really lost it to begin with. Is that right?" Yes, that's right Dawn. Now just click your heels together and repeat, "There's no place like home -There's no place like home.
Tsk, tsk Mary, or probably Karen Moy. "Tell me again how you survived as the ship was sinking?" should be a STATEMENT, not a QUESTION. More importantly, why in the world would anyone want to hear that baloney again? Uncle!!That heart pendant is enlarging so rapidly, maybe by Sunday it will cover Dawn's face. Hmm, this reminds me of the Grinch's heart....
@Nance--I always loved that Garret Morris recap.
Check out Mary's face in the second panel. She's obviously having trouble sleeping, so that's why she asked for another recap.
Please, Charterstone, please have a pool party soon so we can all move on to the next story.
This plot may soon rival the infamous "Terry Bryson teaches us about phishing" arc. As usual, Moy shoots for the stars.
heydave, I agree, we need to create "Mary Worth, The Drinking Game" Would help ease the pain of this brutal life.
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