"Yes, Wilbur is such a wonderful customer. Each of the partially eaten hamburgers on my shirt is a tribute to him. I don't know how I can keep up with his appetite, seeing as how I am so understaffed!"
Monday, April 28, 2014
Sunday, April 27, 2014
Wilbur Weston, a floating head so big he can't be contained in one thought cloud.
So, in other words, we are EXACTLY where we started. I'm so glad because this story is AWESOME! I hope Wilbur and Iris will get in some sort of disagreement over what's best for Tommy and break up for several weeks. Then Mary can help them get back together so that Iris and Wilbur can help Tommy get a job.
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
I've been fascinated by that picture behind the couch. Its abstract shapes and starbursts have finally coalesced into an ocean seascape. Tomorrow a little flappy fish will climb onto the shore. I feel like I'm watching the entire creation of the world occur over eons of time. Eons.
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Monday, April 21, 2014
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Thursday, April 17, 2014
And I wish I could lose weight. It's almost magical, not eating muffins and cake, and turning into something thinner.
Speaking of baking, yesterday's Official Mary Worth site featured Mary's cooking -- as portrayed by Joe Giella. Yum!
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Monday, April 14, 2014
Since most job searches these days are conducted on laptops, I don't think Iris has any need for concern. I'm sure all Internet usage from her network is being closely monitored by Tommy's parole officer anyway. And that parole officer is cracking up at the desperately romantic emails being sent from one HamSandwichAndMe@netzero.com.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Friday, April 11, 2014
Iris may want to revisit the definition of the word "son." Taking advantage of parents is sort of their natural state. Our job as parents is to prepare them to be independent of us. And Wilbur was right. Iris completely blew it. How did Tommy ever survive prison without his mommy?
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Hold on to your samwiches because this whirlwind tour of Jerry's Samwich shop may make you a little bit nauseated. It's a take on the old waitress-on-rollerskates theme, but at Jerry's, the booths are on wheels and the waitresses are stationary.
Wednesday, April 9, 2014
It was a sad day when the Charterstone Jukebox broke down, and it has taken the Condo Board a few years to get it repaired, but it is up an running and ready for you to enjoy. Many of the songs on the jukebox were chosen by readers, including various winners of our "Not a Real Contest" contests, and a few special donors, and such. Some real favorites are here, but if you review past interactions and think I've forgotten something, please send me a note and I will forward your feedback on to the Condo Board for review.
You'll find the Jukebox in the column on the right, and you may need to install Spotify to listen. Feel free to follow me as well.
Actually, Iris, you probably will see him later... since you decided to move into the same condominium complex as your ex-boyfriend, for whom you have clearly lost no animosity. And if I know Wilbur, he won't give up on this relationship until you're saying "I do," as long as someone else will fill in for him at work.
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
I'm starting to get the idea that Wilbur and Iris aren't such a good match. Wilbur's search for a son has once again led him down an awkward path. Even if the son does cut his hair just like his daughter, I don't see a lot of good coming out of this relationship.
Mary Likes Dogs by Karen Moy.