Professor Cameron, who teaches English Lit and Creative Writing apparently, has revealed quite a bit about his professional insecurity with this admission. Also, he just called Toby a thing.
Ian can make it up to Toby by sending her to a spa (maybe a cosmetic surgeon as well) because she's looking extremely haggard. The late night girl-talk sessions with Mary took a toll.
And so another semi-promising plot ("I can't believe he threw the money card at me!") bites the dust. Mary said what it took to get Toby out of her apartment, and the Camerons fall all over themselves apologizing but not changing anything. Ho hum snooze zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Meanwhile, Hilton Berkes, University HR Director, is preparing Ian's annual review. "Hmmmm...Ian Cameron...poor communicator, slovenly appearance, toadying behavior. And ugh, that chinbeard and horrific, smelly green jacket. Thank heavens we don't have new-fangled ideas like tenure and faculty senates here at Santa Royale polytechnic."
(True story: many years ago, my University had a president who could not abide either beards or the color green. I don't think he ever acted on these phobias, but male faculty and staff were known to tread lightly.)
Talk is cheap, moss-covered dude. Let's see how your words translate into action. Or let's not and just move along to something equally as insipid waiting in the plot line 'wings', so to speak.
Mary's passive-aggressive comment of the day: "There, there, dears. It's so wonderful that you both found your way to each other again! The fact that you didn't need anyone else's help to see your true love for each other attests to your worthiness (pun intended) as moral human beings. No need to say thank you."
I think we, as a whole, need to stop feeling disappointment when Mary Worth storylines end in reconciliation, platitudes, and the Hymn of Praise to St Mary the Meddler. Instead we need to prepare ourselves for the inevitable by picking up the Sword of the Snarker, and the Shield of Witty Observations.
Not every storyline can end with a drunken car accident. But we can sure imagine they do.
All will be even better when Hilton Berkes arranges to make Toby the visiting artist at the school. Her little figurines will be on display in venerable university art museum and will inspire all who see them.
If I were Toby, I'd be exploring employment, because her husband sure seems unsure that his job will continue. He must be one of those underpaid adjunct professors I keep hearing about. As for Toby looking haggard, it must be the result of all that guilt she's been carrying. . .. Didn't take long for her to lose her verve...
Mary's passive-aggressive comment of the day: "There, there, dear. You see that everything that Ian has is yours, Toby! But I don't think any of us need any more little animal figurines. We've all had our fill, thank you very much. So, you're back together, and all is right with your marriage! You're welcome."
On another note, what is up with all this desperate sucking up to the "boss"? Aren't academics supposed to speak truth to power? I wouldn't want to take a class from a toady. Just my two cents.
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Ian can make it up to Toby by sending her to a spa (maybe a cosmetic surgeon as well) because she's looking extremely haggard. The late night girl-talk sessions with Mary took a toll.
And so another semi-promising plot ("I can't believe he threw the money card at me!") bites the dust. Mary said what it took to get Toby out of her apartment, and the Camerons fall all over themselves apologizing but not changing anything. Ho hum snooze zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
@KK, not just any old spa will do. It has to be the Pax Wellness Resort and Spa.
Meanwhile, Hilton Berkes, University HR Director, is preparing Ian's annual review. "Hmmmm...Ian Cameron...poor communicator, slovenly appearance, toadying behavior. And ugh, that chinbeard and horrific, smelly green jacket. Thank heavens we don't have new-fangled ideas like tenure and faculty senates here at Santa Royale polytechnic."
(True story: many years ago, my University had a president who could not abide either beards or the color green. I don't think he ever acted on these phobias, but male faculty and staff were known to tread lightly.)
Talk is cheap, moss-covered dude. Let's see how your words translate into action. Or let's not and just move along to something equally as insipid waiting in the plot line 'wings', so to speak.
Mary's passive-aggressive comment of the day:
"There, there, dears. It's so wonderful that you both found your way to each other again! The fact that you didn't need anyone else's help to see your true love for each other attests to your worthiness (pun intended) as moral human beings. No need to say thank you."
@fauxprof at 10:07 a.m., maybe the former president was once frightened by a bearded leprechaun.
I think we, as a whole, need to stop feeling disappointment when Mary Worth storylines end in reconciliation, platitudes, and the Hymn of Praise to St Mary the Meddler. Instead we need to prepare ourselves for the inevitable by picking up the Sword of the Snarker, and the Shield of Witty Observations.
Not every storyline can end with a drunken car accident. But we can sure imagine they do.
The couch is feeling better too (no longer blue).
All will be even better when Hilton Berkes arranges to make Toby the visiting artist at the school. Her little figurines will be on display in venerable university art museum and will inspire all who see them.
Toby agreed to go back to Ian, but she took uglifying pills to test whether he only likes her for her looks.
THURSDAY
"Everything I have is yours, Toby! Even this moldy sport coat!"
With the Camerons falling all over themselves apologizing, two scenarios occurred to me:
1. Toby and Ian get into an argument over who behaved worse: "I was so selfish!" "That's nothing - I was more selfish than you were!"
2. The Cameron blessed event we talked about recently will become a reality. Of course, nine months in the Worthiverse may take years.
"Everything I have is yours. Which is a good thing for you, because otherwise you'd have nothing."
If I were Toby, I'd be exploring employment, because her husband sure seems unsure that his job will continue. He must be one of those underpaid adjunct professors I keep hearing about. As for Toby looking haggard, it must be the result of all that guilt she's been carrying. . .. Didn't take long for her to lose her verve...
Mary's passive-aggressive comment of the day:
"There, there, dear. You see that everything that Ian has is yours, Toby! But I don't think any of us need any more little animal figurines. We've all had our fill, thank you very much. So, you're back together, and all is right with your marriage! You're welcome."
On another note, what is up with all this desperate sucking up to the "boss"? Aren't academics supposed to speak truth to power? I wouldn't want to take a class from a toady. Just my two cents.
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