I admire Arthur Z's commitment to the long con. It's always a risk to hit your mark twice. She might start to think something's up. Or worse, Toby might start to think. Period.
Friday, April 19, 2019
Thursday, April 18, 2019
Wednesday, April 17, 2019
Tuesday, April 16, 2019
Brilliant, Karen Moy! You have written yourself out of the plot problem with this story, offering an ironclad explanation. I have no more questions as to why Estelle hasn't video chatted with the man she loves more than life itself, or at least more than $10,000 and her dignity. Estelle is not "up on that kind of thing." Now it all makes perfect sense. And I won't even bother asking why Mary or Toby won't explain it to her; I mean, they're Mary and Toby.
Monday, April 15, 2019
Friday, April 12, 2019
"But his name IS connected to pizza delivery in Goleta, California. Also, his mothers' maiden name is Wontotree, and his social security number is 444-44-4444. He was born January 3, 1975. His first roommate was Charlie Forfife, and his favorite teacher was Mrs. Sickseven. Toby was able to trace his location to a cruise ship in Maui and make a significant withdrawal from his offshore bank account. Here's your $10,000 back, and two grand more for your trouble."
Thursday, April 11, 2019
Wednesday, April 10, 2019
Tuesday, April 9, 2019
Monday, April 8, 2019
Sunday, April 7, 2019
Saturday, April 6, 2019
In today's exciting installment of the Mary Worth saga:
- Mary enlists Toby Cameron, P.I., to initate meddling waaaaay too late.
- Estelle's lethario reveals a fake last name that's sure to affirm her trust and love.
- Mary confuses George Clooney for Saul Lewman.
- Toby reveals her expertise at Internet stalking.
Wednesday, April 3, 2019
Tuesday, April 2, 2019
Monday, April 1, 2019
This morning I felt a little ashamed of how attractive I thought these two elderly widows looked to me. I mean, I thought, they're total babes! Then I spotted the bottle of "Formula 6oo" in Mary's bag and I thought she must be using some magical anti-aging potion. But then I realized, no, I've been doing this since 2007 and although that seems like yesterday, I'm getting a lot older. Thanks, June Brigman, for keeping me feeling alive.