His niche? If you call training your entire life, moving to Manhattan and becoming one of the most celebrated Broadway stars of all time a "niche," then, yeah, New York City works for him.
Today's Full Strip
I think Mary's eating the receipt. Maybe the pizza wasn't that filling.
Is that a halo over Mary's head in the first panel? A week ago, there were wreaths and bell-ringing Santas everywhere. This week, there's bupkis. However, Mary's doing her best in the second panel - she's folded her pizza slice into two little Santa hats.
The comment at 8:40 AM was from me, KitKat. Haste really does make waste...
KitKat--That's what it looks like to me, too--halos. Did MW actually die? Is DOSC dead, too? Is NYC...Heaven? Then I remembered who writes this strip and said "Naaaah."And I turned my attention to trying like heck to figure out what on Earth Ken'son is saying in Panel Two:"Peace can be found anywhere, Mary. It's all what you make of it." What? Peace is what you make of it? What does that even mean?
It has been obvious for years that Mary has no taste buds. She doesn't realize that her pizza is gone, and sheis now tring to eat poor Chin Napkin. What an atrocity!
I see that these two star-crossed lovers will never be able to be together. He loves NY and she has found peace in Santa Royale. I'd say he's dodged a bullet. He knows nothing about her real character as a heart breaker. A little more time with her and he'll find himself frequenting restaurants with fish flying all over the walls, begging her to marry him on a regular basis. Seriously, K2, it's better this way.
The "niche" Mary is referring to is sitting in this pizza shop, stuffing his face.
Poor Chin Napkin, I knew him well.
If she's found so much peace in Santa Royale, why did she need the restorative nature of the desert on her 6 month visit to the "spa"? Who needs to be restored from a state of peace?!?Why does anyone want to spend time with this twit???
When most people blush, their face gets flush. K2's hair turns yellow.it must be a sign of his greatness.
Kind of like the Pope his miche in Vatican City. I love you Karen Moy.
That didn't come out right. I meant "Kind of like the Pope finding his niche in Vatican City."
Mean FakersSanta Royale is where I wanna be.Condo livin' is the life for me.Neighbors sufferin' most everyplace.Keep Manhattan, just give me my meddlin' space. The big city is where I want to stay. Wearin' the green on St. Paddy's Day. I just adore a sidewalk view. Mary, I love you, but give me Of the Americas Avenue!Bum Boat! Striped Coat!Toby's Clowns! Mid Town!I won't be your wife! No trouble and strife!Whaaaaat a big letdownnnnnnnn.
meg, I can hear Mary talking in an Eva Gabor accent. "Oh, Ken-iver dahling!"Mary keeps talking about loving New York despite all its faults. Doesn't she remember Santa Royale's dark side? It is awash in child abductors, purse snatchers, and internet frauds.
Mary,let me tell you a story.I actually found my niche many years ago, in Akron. I was cock a hoop there, as a founder of the Akron/Cuyahoga Falls Little Theater and Light Opera Company. I had the lead in every show we put on, and the public adored me. Hamlet, Charley's Aunt, Desire Under the Elms, My Fair Lady- the world's first drag My Fair Lady, I might add. "Ken Kensington is dazzling as Eliza Doolittle." Well, anyway, everything was great until the Akron Beacon Journal turned on me. "Ken Kensington's voice is not up to the task of singing Mimi's part in La Boheme." "Ken Kensington should go back to the chorus, but he hasn't got the legs for it."Oh, I didn't take it lying down. I'm not proud of what I did, but my life's work was at stake. First, I mounted a top secret campaign against Ivana Newman, the drama critic for the BJ. I used names from my mother's side of the family and wrote dozens of complaining letters to the editor, using names like Andy Andersen, Stanley Stantheman, Shirley Shirleyson... It worked! Ivana Newman was out of town sooner than you can say Arthur Arthurson. Then I turned to writing letters to Goodyear, the largest advertiser in the BJ, demanding that they drop their ads. Alas, that was a bridge too far. You don't go up against Big Rubber in Akron. Soon, I left town to come to New York, and that was the end of my happy place in the world of Akron theater.But enought about me. What do you think of me?
Isn't Mary being a little rude to DOSC? I mean, yeah,ok... she bought her a bag at L&T, but aside from crashing at her apartment to sleep nights, she doesn't seem to give her the time of day! Some "dear, old friend", hmmmpf!
Meg, you have uncovered a conspiracy. Just recently (true), the University of Akron has announced the phasing out of our theatre program...can it be the malign influence of Ken Kensington? (And, sister, if you're actually from this neck of the woods, I'll treat you to Swenson 's for burgers any time!)
Did I miss something, or is it really possible that it's only a day or two after that exhilarating charity gala night at the Waldorf? I feel like that happened something like last July.I'm just afraid that a John Dill sighting is getting ever less likely...
fauxprof- thanks for the burger offer (yummmmm....burgers), but my sole experience with the Akron area was a week spent in Cuyahoga Falls with friends of the family when I was a child.
K2, buddy. You have issues.Beyond the oh so many obvious ones...
@heydave-- You got THAT right! He's known her for two days and already he's 'in love'?? Desperately lonely much, K2?And how nice of Moy to extend this insipid story by suggesting Mary-Mary-Quite-Contrary might actually consider returning to NYC. Yeah. Right. *sigh*
Apparently we're not supposed to use words like "psycho" anymore, so I'll just say that Mr. Sunny-Side-Up is mentally unbalanced and I'm hoping for some drama but of course expecting disappointment.
Wait 'til he takes her home to meet "Mother" before you use the psycho designation.
Only a year ago we were embarking on the Giant Pink Cake saga, which was engrossing by comparison. As I recall, Dr. Jeff got somewhat jealous of the Mr. Whipple clone, John Dill. Whatever would he make of the "dashing" Ken Kensington?
Jeff,Aldo, John, Ken- there must be Something About Mary. And not just the smell of mothballs and Listerine.
@Meg: I think the word "desperation" sums up the commonality among those 4 losers. The mothball and Listerine aroma is just an added bonus.
Isn't the Sunday Summary wonderful? Last week was such a frenetic whirlwind of pizza-eating and thought balloons that we all really needed the update. Next week we can be prepared for more excitement...Christmas dinner at a Chinese restaurant, perhaps?
I hope the Worthy Awards get here soon. It will be my first year voting. I can't wait. :)
I'll say it again--that Ken Kensington sure is dashing! And, yes, I agree, there really is something about Mary, too! (I just hope she doesn't take any hair gel from strangers ...)
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