For example, in the short time that I have been writing this letter, my neighbors have completely rearranged my furniture. Twice! People are good. People are good.
They painted the walls too! (FULL DISCLOSURE: I have a vintage dresser in my room that was painted by an inept artesan THE SAME EXACT COLORS as those walls. I feel like I'm living in Mary Worth land.)
Good thing you updated that post from two days ago, Wanders; I was about to congratulate Giella on his giant leaps forward in portraying the emotions of young people. I really should've known better...
Considering that Mary's banal blathering is not even remotely helpful to her supplicant, the exercise seems to be draining the life force from her. Really, the old girl is looking close to her true age.
Where does one buy a computer keyboard like Mary's that doesn't require you to actually touch the keys to type? I want one!
Sadly, what I feared has become a reality. We have to watch Mary sit at her computer, reading and answering the "Ask Wendy" letters, without seeing the faces of those who are seeking help.
I think I have some of this figured out: In comics, when someone is talking or thinking, the balloon is cloud-shaped, curved outlines. When the balloon is rectangular, it contains text that is being read or written.
Mary looks like she's playing the piano because she's working at a "keyboard." (Groan) Get it? More likely, she's so emotionally involved here, that we're seeing a level of finesse or elan that makes her fingers positively romp over the keyboard.
In the previous post Mary is not yet using the number pad, or any of the keyboard. She is meditating, praying, preparing herself for the "Wendy" challenge with 'serious immobilities' (to quote Eric Satie).
WendyMary is about as helpful as a fortune cookie.
If all she's going to do is airtype generic, banal platitudes and one-size-fits-all affirmations, Wilbur could have just left a big ol' stack of that kind of junk and had his editor or assistant or a receptionist plug those in for him.
Let's see if WendyMary uses this as an opportunity to recall her Heroic Moment when she Stepped Up and saved the little girl at Diner from the clutches of her captor by cleverly remembering the poster.
That can take at least another seven or eight days of airtyping.
1) I keep expecting bolts of high voltage electricity to arc from Mary's fingertips. Is it just me that sees Emporer Palpatine here?
2) The great plot twist here is that Dawn is asking Ask Wendy for assistance with her miserable personal life, but she can't bring herself during two months of one-on-one time with her father to ask for a little help with her personal problems. Oh, the irony!!! Is this some sort of Moy/Giella statement on the coarsening of our interpersonal relationships as a result of so much technology and entertainment media substituting for actual person-to-person contact? Or is it just that Dawn is so screwed up that she can't bring herself to talk to Wilbur? Or worse: does Dawn not realize that Wilbur is Wendy?
I'm not holding my breath for the answer.
--wheelhead
Not doing word verification anymore, because I can't actually read the words in the picture portion of the square anymore.
There is a chance that the letter is actually from Prof. Ian "Chinbeard" Cameron, who probably has lost his bid for tenure and/or is embroiled in scandal at the local university.
Dear "Ask Wendy": I am a "guest" of the state in an institution and I don't like it here one bit! This place is brutal. Some old biddy ratted me out and now everyone thinks I'm some kind of perv and they give me all kinds of grief all day long. I HATE that old lady; I want revenge when I get out. Am I so wrong to feel this way?
(Sunday, last panel) Oh dear Lord, they're already in Florence and at the Accademia di Belle Arte, where they are viewing the original Michelangelo "David." Dawn's only comment is, "Reminds me of Dave." Uh, Dawn, since you are given to trivialities, are you referring to the similarity of the names? Because there is another trivial implication to your comment that is too overwhelming to ignore.
Yes, today's strip was a belly-laugh and the last panel was the punch line.
An earlier anonymous post said, "Reading anything into a Moy storyline credits her with writing skills and imagination, both of which she so obviosly does not have."
That may or may not be true, but I seem to recall that elevating the Mary Worth strip is one of Wander's goals for this blog. If the author isn't going to do it, then the job falls upon us. And that's what makes it so much fun.
The current core of contributers, you included, have had such great comments lately that I have to thank you all for giving me such a good laugh every day.
(Oh BTW, it should have been "Belle Arti." I always have trouble with my Latinate endings.)
Don't be shy! I'd love to hear what you have to say about Mary Worth. Just keep it clean, that's all I ask. This is a FAMILY FRIENDLY blog. I don't want to moderate comments, but I will if I have to.
They painted the walls too!
ReplyDelete(FULL DISCLOSURE: I have a vintage dresser in my room that was painted by an inept artesan THE SAME EXACT COLORS as those walls. I feel like I'm living in Mary Worth land.)
Good thing you updated that post from two days ago, Wanders; I was about to congratulate Giella on his giant leaps forward in portraying the emotions of young people. I really should've known better...
I'm confused. Those look like bathroom tiles on the wall. Is Mary now working from her bathroom?
ReplyDeleteIf so, I guess I have to be impressed by her devotion to the job, but you'd think she could allow herself a little break for the necessities.
Srsly? This part of the "plot" was really just an excuse for Mary to pontificate and... platitude-es-ness... extemporaneously?
ReplyDeleteTake heed, Dawn: THIS life is brutal!
Considering that Mary's banal blathering is not even remotely helpful to her supplicant, the exercise seems to be draining the life force from her. Really, the old girl is looking close to her true age.
ReplyDeleteWhere does one buy a computer keyboard like Mary's that doesn't require you to actually touch the keys to type? I want one!
ReplyDeleteSadly, what I feared has become a reality. We have to watch Mary sit at her computer, reading and answering the "Ask Wendy" letters, without seeing the faces of those who are seeking help.
Thanks Mary - life sucks, but not ALL the time - very motivating.
ReplyDeleteMaybe Mary is watching YouTube clips?
Does Mary always type like she's playing the piano?
ReplyDeleteI just wish the author would step up to mediocrity.
ReplyDelete@Wanders:
ReplyDeleteIn the secret message today, it should be "who's", not "whose". I'm sure your error was accidental.
Oops - the GRAMMAR Police Caption can't spell his own name today.
ReplyDeleteI think I have some of this figured out: In comics, when someone is talking or thinking, the balloon is cloud-shaped, curved outlines. When the balloon is rectangular, it contains text that is being read or written.
ReplyDeleteMary looks like she's playing the piano because she's working at a "keyboard." (Groan) Get it? More likely, she's so emotionally involved here, that we're seeing a level of finesse or elan that makes her fingers positively romp over the keyboard.
In the previous post Mary is not yet using the number pad, or any of the keyboard. She is meditating, praying, preparing herself for the "Wendy" challenge with 'serious immobilities' (to quote Eric Satie).
My,how pedantic the Grammar Police are today.
ReplyDeleteWendyMary is about as helpful as a fortune cookie.
ReplyDeleteIf all she's going to do is airtype generic, banal platitudes and one-size-fits-all affirmations, Wilbur could have just left a big ol' stack of that kind of junk and had his editor or assistant or a receptionist plug those in for him.
Let's see if WendyMary uses this as an opportunity to recall her Heroic Moment when she Stepped Up and saved the little girl at Diner from the clutches of her captor by cleverly remembering the poster.
That can take at least another seven or eight days of airtyping.
Two thoughts on today's picture and story.
ReplyDelete1) I keep expecting bolts of high voltage electricity to arc from Mary's fingertips. Is it just me that sees Emporer Palpatine here?
2) The great plot twist here is that Dawn is asking Ask Wendy for assistance with her miserable personal life, but she can't bring herself during two months of one-on-one time with her father to ask for a little help with her personal problems. Oh, the irony!!! Is this some sort of Moy/Giella statement on the coarsening of our interpersonal relationships as a result of so much technology and entertainment media substituting for actual person-to-person contact? Or is it just that Dawn is so screwed up that she can't bring herself to talk to Wilbur? Or worse: does Dawn not realize that Wilbur is Wendy?
I'm not holding my breath for the answer.
--wheelhead
Not doing word verification anymore, because I can't actually read the words in the picture portion of the square anymore.
Reading anything into a Moy storyline credits her with writing skills and imagination, both of which she so obviosly does not have.
ReplyDeleteYou bots out there have to stop complaining. Real people have no problem with word verification.
Is Mary replying to the letter writer directly?
ReplyDeleteIsn't she supposed to be writing a newspaper column?
The Santa Royale Gazette could have just had a little byline "Ask Wendy is on vacation and will return shortly."
I hate this longer word verification process.
There is a chance that the letter is actually from Prof. Ian "Chinbeard" Cameron, who probably has lost his bid for tenure and/or is embroiled in scandal at the local university.
ReplyDeleteDear "Ask Wendy": I am a "guest" of the state in an institution and I don't like it here one bit! This place is brutal. Some old biddy ratted me out and now everyone thinks I'm some kind of perv and they give me all kinds of grief all day long. I HATE that old lady; I want revenge when I get out. Am I so wrong to feel this way?
ReplyDeleteSigned, Wayne from Goleta
Maybe Siri is handling the column for Mary...
ReplyDeleteEev from Italy, have Dawn and Wilbur landed yet? Please let us know if you see them!
ReplyDelete--Beagle Vet
(Sunday, last panel) Oh dear Lord, they're already in Florence and at the Accademia di Belle Arte, where they are viewing the original Michelangelo "David." Dawn's only comment is, "Reminds me of Dave." Uh, Dawn, since you are given to trivialities, are you referring to the similarity of the names? Because there is another trivial implication to your comment that is too overwhelming to ignore.
ReplyDeleteEev in Italy, we need an update!
@Mike in Cleveland: It's not often that my husband guffaws over Mary Worth, but this morning...
ReplyDeleteOh, my, how many of us are trying to make this joke and keep it family friendly?
fauxprof,
ReplyDeleteYes, today's strip was a belly-laugh and the last panel was the punch line.
An earlier anonymous post said, "Reading anything into a Moy storyline credits her with writing skills and imagination, both of which she so obviosly does not have."
That may or may not be true, but I seem to recall that elevating the Mary Worth strip is one of Wander's goals for this blog. If the author isn't going to do it, then the job falls upon us. And that's what makes it so much fun.
The current core of contributers, you included, have had such great comments lately that I have to thank you all for giving me such a good laugh every day.
(Oh BTW, it should have been "Belle Arti." I always have trouble with my Latinate endings.)
This gets my vote for "Panel of the Year."
ReplyDeleteBwahahahahahahahahahaha!!!
ReplyDeleteThat last panel is the front-runner for panel of the year! Maybe even the decade!
Although the Worthiverse "David" has much more of a six-pack than the real David.
And now, I think, 'tis time for David to topple over and crush Dawn. Just as she was crushed by her imaginary relationship with Dave.
--Beagle Vet