Instead of asking Madi to pick up her clothes, Saul should put a few on and traipse along the hallway. Maybe he could put a flip-flop on Greta as well. That should get Madi’s attention.
Panel 2 is, I think, a possible Panel of the Year contender given the hitherto rather sparsely populated field this year. So far I'm prepared to root for it purely on the strength of its not featuring Jared.
I agree that panel two is a strong contender for a Worthy nomination. I agree with Little Nell there isn't much of a field so far and we're six months along. June has to step up her game. I'm hoping Toby will make up some abomination that will be a contender.
I picture "Maddy" in her underwear (hopefully) meandering through the hallway trying on and throwing clothes akimbo. If this was my house, these clothes would be in a bonfire in my backyard. My husband knows better than to do this, because he knows I would do it.
Since Saul lives in a condo complex, the next best thing would be is to cut them up and throw them in the trash chute. I'm afraid that "Maddy" would either sit in her underwear or even worse nude, because she thinks that would teach Uncle Saul a lesson. If she decides on the sitting nude, Saul can send her to Jared's parents to do nude yoga with them.
If my father was alive, this kid wouldn't last five minutes in his house. My cousin had dreadlocks and my father screamed at him to cut them off. He was so traumatized by my father screaming at him, he did just that.
I'm going to disagree with the consensus about Panel of the Year. I think the POTY (what a stupid acronym) should have an element of humor in it or something likable about it -- such as Ted's muffin hat and Wilbur's speedo. There's nothing at all likable about Madi and her Maditude.
Granted, there is also zero likable about Wilbur himself, but there is in some of the situations he put himself in. So I'm going to go with the panel of him hammered and with noodles all over his shirt at the new Thai place on Elm. (That was this year, wasn't it? The Worthiverse skews all sense of time.)
Alas S. McW, the "drunken noodle Wilbur" was in November of last year. As much as I hate to say this, we need a drunken Wilbur to step up and give us a panel of the year.
Madi took hours deciding what to wear, strewing clothes all over the apartment in the process, and THAT is what she decides on? I think she just gave up ... as I have on this storyline!
I suppose those of us apprehensively looking ahead to the Worthies and reflecting that 2020 is almost half over, and has so far consisted mostly of the Dawn/Jared/Hugo snorefest, can take heart in the thought that last year was pretty plodding for most of its length too and then gave us a cornucopia of Worthy material in the late months. I think the Thai restaurant episode alone yielded two POTY nominees in one week, including the aforementioned Noodle Incident - there was such an embarrassment of riches there (or more precisely an embarrassment of embarrassment) that the panel of Estelle stuffing the spring roll into Wilbur’s yapping gob to shut him up mid-insult didn’t even make the shortlist. So we may yet see some good contenders emerge in the later months of 2020.
(Taps wood and furtively spits three times over shoulder lest KM should see this and decide we need more Wilbur in our lives)
No doubt, I've been giving this way too much thought, but there has to be some reason why Toby's condo meeting dessert dilemma came about shortly before Madi arrived on the scene. I am predicting that somehow Madi will save the day for Toby by producing one of the many wonderful, sinfully delectable concoctions/recipes that were passed down to Madi from GrannyNoName.
Wow, I'm totally on board with HelenClark's theorizing on the direction of the plot line. Brilliant! I second the motion. (I wonder if Karen and June check in on this awesome blog; the collective background and wisdom of our happy band is staggering!)
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"I couldn't decide which outfit goes best with gaping at my phone for 18 hours."
Well at least Saul didn't grumble and meekly pick up the clothes himself, so there's some hope that he might straighten her out.
-- Scottie McW.
Instead of asking Madi to pick up her clothes, Saul should put a few on and traipse along the hallway. Maybe he could put a flip-flop on Greta as well. That should get Madi’s attention.
Mind you don't sprain your eyes, dear.
Panel 2 is, I think, a possible Panel of the Year contender given the hitherto rather sparsely populated field this year. So far I'm prepared to root for it purely on the strength of its not featuring Jared.
Grouchy Old Men do not say "please." Not to bratty little girls. Not to anyone.
I have to say the second panel is a wonderful piece of cartooning.
I agree that panel two is a strong contender for a Worthy nomination. I agree with Little Nell there isn't much of a field so far and we're six months along. June has to step up her game. I'm hoping Toby will make up some abomination that will be a contender.
I picture "Maddy" in her underwear (hopefully) meandering through the hallway trying on and throwing clothes akimbo. If this was my house, these clothes would be in a bonfire in my backyard. My husband knows better than to do this, because he knows I would do it.
Since Saul lives in a condo complex, the next best thing would be is to cut them up and throw them in the trash chute. I'm afraid that "Maddy" would either sit in her underwear or even worse nude, because she thinks that would teach Uncle Saul a lesson. If she decides on the sitting nude, Saul can send her to Jared's parents to do nude yoga with them.
If my father was alive, this kid wouldn't last five minutes in his house. My cousin had dreadlocks and my father screamed at him to cut them off. He was so traumatized by my father screaming at him, he did just that.
I'm wondering when Karen Moy will reveal why she found a bizarrely contrived way to force Madi onto Saul, rather than the more plausible Ian and Toby.
In case there was ANY reason to see Madi as a sympathetic character, add "has poor posture" to the litany of illustrated flaws this child exhibits.
I'm going to disagree with the consensus about Panel of the Year. I think the POTY (what a stupid acronym) should have an element of humor in it or something likable about it -- such as Ted's muffin hat and Wilbur's speedo. There's nothing at all likable about Madi and her Maditude.
Granted, there is also zero likable about Wilbur himself, but there is in some of the situations he put himself in. So I'm going to go with the panel of him hammered and with noodles all over his shirt at the new Thai place on Elm. (That was this year, wasn't it? The Worthiverse skews all sense of time.)
-- S. McW.
Alas S. McW, the "drunken noodle Wilbur" was in November of last year. As much as I hate to say this, we need a drunken Wilbur to step up and give us a panel of the year.
She's into clothes and hair. Sign her up for a pageant, Saul! Full glitz, go big or go home. Work it, baby girl!
Madi took hours deciding what to wear, strewing clothes all over the apartment in the process, and THAT is what she decides on? I think she just gave up ... as I have on this storyline!
Oh, yes, definitely nominate for panel of the year. 'Maditude' !! Love it!!
Madi is not a candidate the cover of Teen Magazine.
Madi may be a contemporary tween who changes her clothes in the hallway — but she hasn’t changed her hair since 1986, nor her attitude since 1957.
This does not made her “timeless”
Today's (shockingly tardy) Boldface Haiku is titled
"Whatever".
Why floor?
What. Few.
Your! Tidy!
She tried on a bunch of outfits and decided on plain jeans and a puke yellow shirt?
I think Madi looks like some sort of weird frog person in the second panel.
I suppose those of us apprehensively looking ahead to the Worthies and reflecting that 2020 is almost half over, and has so far consisted mostly of the Dawn/Jared/Hugo snorefest, can take heart in the thought that last year was pretty plodding for most of its length too and then gave us a cornucopia of Worthy material in the late months. I think the Thai restaurant episode alone yielded two POTY nominees in one week, including the aforementioned Noodle Incident - there was such an embarrassment of riches there (or more precisely an embarrassment of embarrassment) that the panel of Estelle stuffing the spring roll into Wilbur’s yapping gob to shut him up mid-insult didn’t even make the shortlist. So we may yet see some good contenders emerge in the later months of 2020.
(Taps wood and furtively spits three times over shoulder lest KM should see this and decide we need more Wilbur in our lives)
I might stand alone here but I'm partial to Wilbur singing in the rain.
No doubt, I've been giving this way too much thought, but there has to be some reason why Toby's condo meeting dessert dilemma came about shortly before Madi arrived on the scene. I am predicting that somehow Madi will save the day for Toby by producing one of the many wonderful, sinfully delectable concoctions/recipes that were passed down to Madi from GrannyNoName.
HelenClark
Chekhov's Pavlova?
Thanks for straightening out the timeline, Regina. I guess I forgot how interminably long the Dawn/Hugo romance lasted.
-- S. McW.
Wow, I'm totally on board with HelenClark's theorizing on the direction of the plot line. Brilliant! I second the motion. (I wonder if Karen and June check in on this awesome blog; the collective background and wisdom of our happy band is staggering!)
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