Well, the story of Hard Hearted Hanna and her deteriorating eyesight, dysfunctional daughter, inconvenient grandson, surrendering her license, searching for a shuttle, texting an elderly man, and drinking coffee has wrapped up so nicely. There certainly aren't any more questions to answer. As Toby and Mary conclude their denouement, we can look forward to a wonderful new adventure by Monday. I for one will never look at an elderly driver the same again. This story started while my wife and I were on vacation in Hawaii last September, and it is definitely time for another visit.
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"I wasn't sure how to help her. (But I sure as heck wasn't going to haul her sorry carcass around town in MY car.)"
Another problem solved by Male Companionship! A real Cinderella Story. Or Snow White. Or Sleeping Beauty.
Just pick one. Doesn't matter.
(But doesn't Mary look sort of...masculine in this panel? And...predatory? And like she has man hands?)
So the insufferable busybody Mary wasn't sure how to help Hanna - ha! What she should have done was urge Hanna to see an opthalmologist or optometrist for a complete eye exam, including screening for cataracts, glaucoma, and macular degeneration. I guess that would have injected an unwelcome note of reality into Worthiverse Fantasyland, where, as Nance has pointed out, men always are available to rescue damsels in distress.
Speaking of medical exams reminds me that we never learned what bullet Mary dodged eons ago. I recall her ordering a "healthy salad" at Diner.
How could someone like "HER" find a companion? As we all know, one must be romantic to find companionship. Just ask the Professor. I must also comment on Chin Napkin being blacklisted this past year. In fact, even inferior serviettes were absent from most all dining tables. I believe that his blacklisting resulted from his charisma and the fact that he overshadowed the other characters. An investigation is in order.
One doesn't want to read too much into the drawing, but Toby looks sad and discontented in both panels. The emphasis on "someone like HER" is also troubling. Is there something we should know about the state of Toby and Ian's marriage?
A linguistically fascinating strip! 6 sentences and not one of them ends in a simple period! We have in order: [ ! ] [ ... ] [ ! ] [ ! ] [ ? ] [ ! ]! Additionally, in just one panel we have two words in bold! Can you imagine what this story would sound like if it were performed on the stage?! I, for one, would love to see a play or film based on this story!
IMHO, there is a three-way tie for most despicable character in this storyline: 1.)Mary: for being, well, her usual self, 2.)Toby: for being a condescending little twit and 3.)Amy: for redefining the term self-centered little brat.
I say let's leave them all behind and have a new strip: "Somerset Chronicles". Surely there MUST be some decent humanoids hiding out there...
Toby "How I wish I had a gallant distinguished looking white-haired gentleman to squire me about. Errr, wait..."
I was wondering if we could consider a new category for next year’s Worthy’s? I propose Most Awkward/Impossible Body Part Position.
Today, for example, I’m not sure whether Toby dislocated her shoulder and the arm belonging to said shoulder is about to smack her on the back of her head or whether Mary is using her elasto-powers to extent her arm without leaving her current position and is going to gently pat Toby’s back in a “there, there” sort of way.
Wait, didn't Amy have an evil scheme to split Hanna and Sean up? Are we going to go through that for 10 more months? Let's hope not...
COULD it be true?!! Could this sorry, mind-reading, fortune-telling, plot be coming to an unlikely conclusion??!! Thanks to KitKat for your observation that Hanna never had an eye exam...just slowly owned the reality, blindly (apologies) accepting that she had "bad eyesight". As for Sean springing to her assistance, I never saw anything saying that Sean was helping her with errands, unless going to a concert is an errand. Then there's that 3-year waiting list at Somerset unaddressed. Profoundly unsatisfying. Harrumph. . .
I'm so happy to see Toby Cameron! I love it when she's in the strip!
What I don't like is how Toby is giving Mary all the credit. What did Mary do for Hanna and Sean? Even when she invited them over for dinner, it was only so that she could watch them "interact." (YUCK! amiright?)
We ought to invite Toby to comment here. Snarky twit. Hey, Toby, how about asking yourself how "someone like Ian" could end up with the only reasonably (well, depending on the day) attractive woman ever seen in this strip?
Friday
Oh, my, the look of grim determination on Hanna's face...and she can't even hold the flute level. That must be one luxurious retirement complex, if Sean can accommodate a baby grand!
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Saturday
This comment is actually from realprof, who has played the flute since the age of fourteen:
"No holes, no keys, no mouthpiece--she's playing a curtain rod."
Please do not let Sean say that they make beautiful music together!
Sunday
Hanna plays a mean curtain rod. (Thanks realprof!)
Sunday
If Mary continues to pat herself on the back like this, she's going to need Tommy John surgery.
Hmmm.... Hanna is already calling Sean "dear"! I think she'll be moving into Somerset before her spot on the waiting list comes up three years from now.
I've brought this up before and, crimey, I'm going to do it again. How many people still call their partners (or whatever word you want to substitute for partner) "dear." Come on.....
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