Overeager isn't the exact word I was thinking.
And a special thank you to all you overeager readers who sent me large sums yesterday. I love you dearly, my pets. If you send me another large sum, I may even be able to come visit!
Overeager isn't the exact word I was thinking.
And a special thank you to all you overeager readers who sent me large sums yesterday. I love you dearly, my pets. If you send me another large sum, I may even be able to come visit!
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Are you being overeager? Yes! You did take in that maimed one eyed cat....
Libby looks like “Girl, you hearing yourself??”
-Noreen
Today's Boldface Haiku is titled
"Overeager Is The New Dumb N' Desperate".
Rush? Him able.
Longing in person!
Already large sum!
Overeager?
By Horus, Odin, Shiva and Cthulhu, how much longer is this circus going to go on until Estelle realises she’s been rooked? Until her bank balance is gone and she has no option but to move in with Weelbur Weston and call him mi amor?
(Resisting making eager beaver joke here since it's a Family Friendly Blog, and all.)
Yes Estelle, you are being overeager. Now, can you please eat one of Mary's muffins, suffer through her platitudes and can we please move on to another ridiculous story line? How is Dawn doing in Italy? By this point, she probably is married with 2 kids.
Estelle wins today’s Understatement Sweepstakes.
Overeager? More like desperate. Estelle’s theme song is “Depressed, Desperate and Deluded”, a variation on that great old standard, “Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered”. (Is anyone else old enough to remember Pogo? I suddenly thought of the three little bat children, Bewitched, Bothered and Bemildred.)
He may not be in such a hurry when he finds out Estelle is missing her right ear and has her earrings pierced into her neck.
Running out of patience, Mary resorts to sarcasm. "Are you being overeager? Do I bake kick*** muffins? Does Wilbur like sandwiches? Does Toby drink before noon? Yes, you are being overeager. However, honey, overeager doesn't begin to describe the dumpster fire you've set. Fortunately, I'm here to help. Blueberry or bran?"
-- Scottie McW.
"Friday the 13th come on Saturday this month"
Mary doesn't make blueberry or bran muffins. She makes blue or tan muffins. Pray that she never needs to break out the salmon muffins.
Thanks for the memory, Fauxprof. I had forgotten the wee bat babies. And great catch by Hammster! And as for Dawn, I maintain she's back in the states. Came home for the holidays.
Damn. I can't unsee that now.
Mary has her work cut out for her with Estelle. No muffins, just serious business.
SATURDAY
"MEOW."
"What is it, girl. Is Timmy trapped in the well again?"
"MEOW."
"Is Wilbur spying on Iris from the bushes again?"
"MEOW."
"Is Mommy getting taken for a ride."
"MEOW! MEOW! MEOW!"
Mary, give it up already. Some people you just can't save from themselves, so let Estelle learn from her own mistakes.
-- Scottie McW.
Estelle looks like a petulant teenager in that last frame. "Nuh-UH, Arther is TOO a real guy! You shut up!"
As others have wondered, if they've been talking for months, what exactly have they been talking about that has Estelle so enamored? Is it just the cribbed poetry? Does she ask him about his work, and if so what does he say? Is "Arthur" really that interesting a scammer, in his green-light apartment, that he can keep someone hooked for months? And how has she not suggested Skype? And does she not have any friends, or is Mary the only other person Estelle has talked to in the last few months? Estelle must know some other people; you'd think they would have been asking Estelle a lot of these question months ago.
So many questions. And another one: why does Estelle have a not that says "MEOW!" taped to her lamp? At least it matches the lamp. Maybe Libby grew frustrated with Estelle ignoring her frantic meowing to try and stop her, so she learned to write, and is now leaving MEOW!" notes around the house to get Estelle's attention. Libby's now trying to learn how to write "You're an idiot!"
Libby could leave other things around the house if she’s just trying to get Estelle’s attention. To quote Bill the Cat: “AACK!”
Apparently you have to be human for June to give you a thought bubble. Too bad, Libby.
Why hasn't it occurred to the "very comfortable" Estelle that she travel to Malaysia to meet her beautiful man? That would put Arthur/er on the spot.
Please, please let Monday's panel show Estelle dialing "Arthu/er" and getting a "disconnected" message.. We already know tomorrow's going to be a Summing Up the Week day, possibly with Estelle talking it all over with Libby. I'm loving the idea of Libby leaving "Meow!" notes, and other things, around the house!
Libby us soooo cute! And fluffy! She's putting her paw on Mary and saying, "Take me with you! Get me outta here!'
Estelle: But Arthur IS real, Mary!
Mary: Ahhh... I hate to break this to you, Estelle, but not only is Arthur not real; neither are you and I.
That boxed quote is by retired basketball player Earl Monroe, so has nothing whatsoever to do with love or dating. And that makes it a candidate for the most out of context and irrelevant quote of the year. You need to make that a category in the Worthies, Wanders.
@Kitkat it makes too much sense for Estelle to offer to go to visit Artheur for that to ever happen.
Earl the Pearl! And darned good advice for any endeavor: Be quick, but don’t hurry.
Sunday
I was mystified by KM plucking a quotation about basketball and trying to shoehorn it into Estelle's romantic entanglement. I think KM closes her eyes, flips open her Big Bag o' Quotations, and sticks her finger on some page. "This one's good enough" she chirps blithely.
Oh no, by the last panel Estelle is weakening! She's supposed to stubbornly resist Mary's super meddling, not cave! Mary's bringing in the big guns - scripture! - and June has tossed in two doves. This is not a fair fight!
"Meow!" translates to "Hey, the litter box hasn't been cleaned in three days! You expect me to use THAT?"
Sunday, panel 3. The birds are frightened away when the window pane begins to speak.
The illustration in the second-last panel is outstanding -- the dramatic tight close-up and the facial expression that looks like either fear or heartbreak, but like nothing in the context of the discussion they're having. It's a superb visual non sequitur.
Okay, Estelle, don't send Arther any money. But when you tell him this, you're going to feel the Wrath of Con. And then you won't have even a pretend boyfriend.
-- S. McW.
Heh. Wrath of Con. Excellent, S. McW!
He is very ugly and a scam artist 😈😡
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