Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Mary Worth 2538

I'm sorry to have been away, dear readers. I just couldn't take it anymore. My life seemed too important and precious to spend another moment blogging about Iris and Tommy Beedie. But now: Toby! I can go on ignoring my responsibilities, and focusing on what truly is inspiring. Although I must admit, my first hope was that this story would follow Ian to his teaching summit in Seattle, it looks like we get to enjoy "Toby and Mary go to the Tropics" instead. Hopefully, they'll discover the Lost Treasure of the Golden Monkey of Stinky Island.

12 comments:

Darth Curt said...

Ah... the secret message is perfect today! It made me laugh aloud, which is bad, because I'm at work. Kudos, and happy Pi day!

Nance said...

Hey...is that Wilbur back there inspecting the (talking) gutters for Mr. Allora?

Today's Boldface Haiku is titled "Unintentional Adult Film Titles".

Girls' Trip! Caribbean Cruise!
Do Traveling! Wilbur-Inspired Wanderlust!
Jeff...?!

fauxprof said...

A cruise! Remembering how the last cruise experience went in the Worthiverse, we are in for a treat! Now, as happy as I am to be out of the Beedie rut, I do have a couple of notes for our artist and colorist: June, Toby is thirty-something. Today she looks about fifteen. And Roy, she's a blonde, not orangey-yellowy. It looks as if she's going to the same salon as the unlamented Iris and Tommy.

Sandi Ego said...

Oh yeah, Mary and Toby dancing to "Hot, Hot, Hot" out on the Lido pool deck! Stuffing themselves at the midnight buffet! Becoming unwitting drug mules at a particularly sketchy port of call! Just please don't invite Iris and Tommy.
Nance, thank you for your wonderful haikus. It helps me cope.

KitKat said...

It looks like Mary is hogging the three Splak Nuggets for herself.

I've never gone on a cruise. Don't you need to plan something like that, or can you make a snap decision like Toby and Mary are doing? What about arranging a last-minute flight (cha-ching!) to the point of embarkation)? Or does Santa Royale Cruise Lines sail from California to the Caribbean?

And why invite Jeff on a wild n'crazy girls' trip?

MissScarlet said...

I'm not sure about those refreshments. Are they drinking Swiss cheese?
KitKat...yeah, there are last minute cruise tickets for sale at big discounts. But they will have to leave from Long Beach or maybe Seattle, and they won't get you to the Caribbean.
Hey, what about a kidnapping in Mexico? That could be fun!

S. Rosenberg said...

Toby: Let's take a girl's trip! ... Would Jeff like to go, too?

Toby evidently doesn't seem impressed with Dr. Cory's masculinity. And speaking of low opinions of Dr. Cory, Mary never seemed be be much inspired to travel by his work at Peace Village in Viet Nam, even though he was presumably saving lives and helping the orphans. But when a lazy, overweight, two-bit columnist for the local paper travels on somebody else's budget to interview survivors of catastrophes, she's bitten by the wanderlust bug!

DWET said...

Mary sez, "Jeff? ... Hmmm, Jeff? ... Who is that?"

Dawn Weston's Evil Twin said...

I have to admit, I have always found my Dad to be inspirational! Maybe Toby and Mary can go on an Antarctic cruise ... and get stuck in the ice for the whole Southern hemisphere winter! They could "chat" and offer "advice" to each other! That could keep us occupied until at least October!

Anonymous said...

Ian will not stand for this cruise. He's never let Toby leave the confines of Charterstone. I think Toby is asking Jeff along as a "safe escort." She'll toss him overboard as soon as they're at sea, if Ian relents.

Nance said...

@Sandi Ego--What a lovely thing to say! I'm so glad.

@S. Rosenberg--Laughing hard at your comment.

Moss_Moses said...

Dawn Weston's Evil Twin, it has been dark on the two occasions when Wilbur Weston was shown in Antarctica. That is totally illogical since it is winter in the northern hemisphere and summer in Antarctica, where it is light all day long. There is no darkness in the Antarctic summer. It defies the laws of physics, like the time when clouds were hiding behind the sun in Santa Royale a few years ago.