Artist Joe Giella is 87, but his joie de vivre is still abundant and a bit mischievous. Thank you Uncle Joe for this special Christmas gift. Let me give you a hand. Oh, I see you already have plenty!
No wonder Mary and Olive are such kindred spirits what with Olive's tummy brain and now Mary's tummy hand. Besides, who couldn't use an extra hand for scoping out some salmon balls while holding hands with the child and gesturing to make a point?
Truly, a panel of the year contender. And I missed it entirely while concentrating on the dialogue in panel one. Indeed, Mary has a "flare" for life. And she's set it off in Ed's steaming plate. With flair, of course.
Panel of the year indeed! Maybe the extra hands are part of Mr. Giella's flair for the dramatic. If someone rushes into the Blue Oar with a lighted flare, that will be very dramatic! And, don't overlook the man in the background who got a time out for some transgression.
I see Mary more as Mama Rose, not Mame. It would be fantastic if Mary leapt onto a table and launched into "Rose's Turn":
"Ya either got it, or ya ain't. And, boys, I got it! Ya like it? Well, I got it!"
So Mary has a self-professed Joie de vivre, eh? That's not a term I use much in conversation or anywhere for that matter, so forgive me if I'm totally wrong about this, but isn't this typically something said in observing someone else? I mean, certainly one can recognize their own "joy of life", but if it's up to the person to tell you about it, then perhaps they don't actually have it. Maybe that's a subtle distinction to make about a woman with three arms.
On the topic of French idiom, one might say that the food at The Blue Oar has a certain je ne sais quoi. To be clear though, I'm using the literal translation: I don't know what, as in "I don't know what that stuff is on their plates."
It's reminiscent of when the T-1000 was flying the Helicopter with the 3rd hand coming out of his tummy. I wasn't expecting a T-2 reference in Mary Worth!
I'm hoping that both KM and Mr. Giella read this blog. Because I'd like to pass on my sincere gratitude to Mr. Giella for giving me this morning, the only real "belly" laugh (yes, pun intended) I've had in a very, very long time. Personal woes, trouble at work, not knowing what new terror will take place overnight; life is very grim lately. Still Mr. G's drawings or Ms. Moy's goofy dialog rarely fail to amuse and briefly lift my spirits. Even on their slow days, I can count on the amazing contributors to this blog to provide at least a few chuckles. And, you, Mr. Wanders, are a gift. Your comments are priceless. Thank you all, and Happy Holidays!
So Mary uses one hand to gesture, one hand to hold Olive's hand, and one hand that apparently is coming out of her tummy brain (or maybe just re-enacting the famous scene from Alien) to fork up some unidentifiable brown lumps? Meanwhile, Ed's true identity as Edward Scissorhands is slowly being revealed...Panel of the Year, indeed!
my favorite panel of 2015-no-my second favorite-my first is Mary cleaning her doorknob-love the idea of Mary unexpectedly becoming the western Kali -goddess of time
WEDNESDAY Evy Taylor: "Are you sure, Mary? Christmas is still ten days away. Surely, you'll be back in Santa Royale by then? Maybe you can take dear little Olive with you ... FOREVER!" Bwah-ha-ha-ha!
Two more reasons to dislike Evy Taylor...1. She admits that "cookings not my thing". 2. Maybe cookings not her "thing", because she is a heroin addict, which she definitely resembles.
Considering that cooking is not Evy's thing, Mary should not be surprised when all the kitchen equipment she and Olive have to work with for the holiday feast is a plastic spoon, a discolored pizza pan, and a microwave that was last cleaned in 2003.
Evy probably paid a high priced designer to build her the kitchen of--well, MY dreams. You know, something that would inspire jealousy in the entire Food TV celebrity lineup. She probably had it featured in a glossy magazine six page pictorial. Sometimes she manages to insert a Kcup in the Keurig machine, but that's about all. Mary should have a marvelous time turning out a Christmas feast of brown, green and white glop--although Uncle Joe does draw a most convincing turkey most years.
What I want to know is how the wrinkle free biddy keeps from aging. What is her time defying secret? She is not drawn like the centenarian she is but I'm still waiting for her to tear off the youthful plastic mask she's wearing and reveal the lizard inside!
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No wonder Mary and Olive are such kindred spirits what with Olive's tummy brain and now Mary's tummy hand. Besides, who couldn't use an extra hand for scoping out some salmon balls while holding hands with the child and gesturing to make a point?
It's gotta be panel of the year!
Truly, a panel of the year contender. And I missed it entirely while concentrating on the dialogue in panel one. Indeed, Mary has a "flare" for life. And she's set it off in Ed's steaming plate. With flair, of course.
"And it seems, neither do you." Words that should remain unspoken in the presence of the undead.
Panel of the year indeed! Maybe the extra hands are part of Mr. Giella's flair for the dramatic. If someone rushes into the Blue Oar with a lighted flare, that will be very dramatic! And, don't overlook the man in the background who got a time out for some transgression.
I see Mary more as Mama Rose, not Mame. It would be fantastic if Mary leapt onto a table and launched into "Rose's Turn":
"Ya either got it, or ya ain't.
And, boys, I got it!
Ya like it?
Well, I got it!"
The Blue Oar has a flair for flared Tater Tots.
So Mary has a self-professed Joie de vivre, eh? That's not a term I use much in conversation or anywhere for that matter, so forgive me if I'm totally wrong about this, but isn't this typically something said in observing someone else? I mean, certainly one can recognize their own "joy of life", but if it's up to the person to tell you about it, then perhaps they don't actually have it. Maybe that's a subtle distinction to make about a woman with three arms.
On the topic of French idiom, one might say that the food at The Blue Oar has a certain je ne sais quoi. To be clear though, I'm using the literal translation: I don't know what, as in "I don't know what that stuff is on their plates."
It's reminiscent of when the T-1000 was flying the Helicopter with the 3rd hand coming out of his tummy. I wasn't expecting a T-2 reference in Mary Worth!
It is FLAIR, not FLARE, Ed. Please get your bubbles right!!!!
I'm hoping that both KM and Mr. Giella read this blog. Because I'd like to pass on my sincere gratitude to Mr. Giella for giving me this morning, the only real "belly" laugh (yes, pun intended) I've had in a very, very long time. Personal woes, trouble at work, not knowing what new terror will take place overnight; life is very grim lately. Still Mr. G's drawings or Ms. Moy's goofy dialog rarely fail to amuse and briefly lift my spirits. Even on their slow days, I can count on the amazing contributors to this blog to provide at least a few chuckles. And, you, Mr. Wanders, are a gift. Your comments are priceless. Thank you all, and Happy Holidays!
So Mary uses one hand to gesture, one hand to hold Olive's hand, and one hand that apparently is coming out of her tummy brain (or maybe just re-enacting the famous scene from Alien) to fork up some unidentifiable brown lumps? Meanwhile, Ed's true identity as Edward Scissorhands is slowly being revealed...Panel of the Year, indeed!
Hang in there, Anonymous! A great Christmas feast is coming!
my favorite panel of 2015-no-my second favorite-my first is Mary cleaning her doorknob-love the idea of Mary unexpectedly becoming the western Kali -goddess of time
If their food is representative of the fare at the Blue Oar, count me out.
WEDNESDAY
Evy Taylor: "Are you sure, Mary? Christmas is still ten days away. Surely, you'll be back in Santa Royale by then? Maybe you can take dear little Olive with you ... FOREVER!" Bwah-ha-ha-ha!
Two more reasons to dislike Evy Taylor...1. She admits that "cookings not my thing". 2. Maybe cookings not her "thing", because she is a heroin addict, which she definitely resembles.
So Mary has now invited herself to stay for the holidays. How festive!
Also, Mary, you don't get to give yourself a nickname. Like that Mets pitcher who decided to call himself "Thor".
Considering that cooking is not Evy's thing, Mary should not be surprised when all the kitchen equipment she and Olive have to work with for the holiday feast is a plastic spoon, a discolored pizza pan, and a microwave that was last cleaned in 2003.
Evy probably paid a high priced designer to build her the kitchen of--well, MY dreams. You know, something that would inspire jealousy in the entire Food TV celebrity lineup. She probably had it featured in a glossy magazine six page pictorial. Sometimes she manages to insert a Kcup in the Keurig machine, but that's about all. Mary should have a marvelous time turning out a Christmas feast of brown, green and white glop--although Uncle Joe does draw a most convincing turkey most years.
What exactly IS Evy's thing?
What I want to know is how the wrinkle free biddy keeps from aging. What is her time defying secret? She is not drawn like the centenarian she is but I'm still waiting for her to tear off the youthful plastic mask she's wearing and reveal the lizard inside!
Is Drew Corey still in Vietnam?
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