Hang up the phone, Mary. It's been four days already, and with all your dilly-dallying around, you still haven't broken the news to Sharon that her inheritance is gonzo. By this time, Harvey has died of a broken heart, his funeral is over, his apartment has been cleared out and rented to a new victim. Move on.
"You should be aware that there's [there has] been some changes." Getting sloppy with your grammar Mary -- tsk tsk. Have you been into the cooking wine again? That would account for this drawn-out, tedious conversation. I agree with @hmmm -- enough is enough!
Good one, @MissScarlet! It's always about Mary. Wait till Sharon shows up in a "few days" (how unspecific is that?) with twins Frick and Frack in tow and expects Mary to supervise them while she deals with dear old dad.
Just look at that cat! (We're calling her "Muffin," right?). She has roused herself from her usual laconic stupor and is experiencing heavenly bliss having just witnessed first-hand her very first Mary Meddle. -- Scottie
How will Mary entertain Frick and Frack, you say? Just look out upon the Charterstone Green: you will see Mary and the boys singing and dancing to Y-M-C-A! Mary assures them it’ll be a big hit at the fraternity initiation parties they attend.
I've been assuming that Mary's been pussy-footing (sorry Muffin) about the specifics of Harvey's dilemma because she didn't feel it was her place to blurt out the messy money stuff. However, when Sharon manages to make it to her dear old dad, in a 'few days', there won't be any question about who gave Sharon the heads up. Can't wait to see how that plays out. @KitKat; thanks. Will Mary get blame or shame or fame? No guesses allowed!
@meg, Toby will be out there with Frick, Frack, and Mary. I bet June would enjoy illustrating that.
"And she misses her father!" Yes, Mary. That's why Sharon was so wary about talking to you, emphasized how busy she is, and finally said she'd come in a few days. By the way, "Meow!" translates to "My food bowl is empty, there's a spider doing the back stroke in my water bowl, and you haven't cleaned the litter box since April Fool's Day. I'm ready to Uber back to the animal shelter!"
Mary: "Oh, listen to me. Talking to my cat about my neighbor losing two hundred thousand dollars to an online scammer. I'm so sorry, Muffin. Forgive me. How could a cat possibly understand what I'm going on (and on, and on...) about? You have to think about it like this, Muffin. Say, for instance, you took your bag of Cat HackSplak, and poured out 200,000 pieces of it and then poured it into your little stuffed toy kitty, because you thought Squeaky was a real kitty and he was veeerrrry hungry. But then, Squeaky still wouldn't play with you, or meow, or jump around, or cuddle with you like a real kitty. Wouldn't that make you sad, Muffin? Berry, berry sad? OW! Get your &*##@$! claw out of my eye right this second, you $%%&# cat!"
Is Mary training Muffin to be a cat meddler? Or has Mary finally lost it and decided to talk to animals now? Is this whole thing about Harvey being lonely and missing his daughter? Wow! That's a very expensive reunion fee! Is Sharon's side job tracking down scammers? Now that would be interesting!
Boy, it's already a few days later. Can KM keep up this breath-neck pace? What about John Long?
If Harvey had gotten a cat instead of Trixie, he wouldn't have to figure out how to tell Sharon that he won't be paying tuition at Stanford for Frick and Frack after all.There's always the Community College University of Santa Royale, Sharon. Some students like it so much, they never graduate.
Okay, enough with the slobbering you two. Let's get to the $200K business. Actually, I might be willing to send KM 200 large if in tomorrow's strip Harvey confesses to squandering Sharon's inheritance and she immediately strangles him with his own ascot.
What makes Sharon think it was “her” inheritance that was squandered? Perhaps he had left it to Frick and Frack…or Tricksie… or the Charterstone Entertainment account…or to the Animals of Charterstone? All are equally worthy. Simmer down, Sharon. And pop the popcorn, all onlookers. This should be good.
That's some very lovely crying. No red eyes. No smudged make-up. No crunched up eyelids. And bonus! Blue tears! Meanwhile, Harvey seems to have finally figured out that he has been scammed. "Gone" he says. Got that right!
So a "hub" exists, and Harvey even remembered his first name. By Sunday, Harvey will have donned a captain's cap and taken the boys boating, followed by dinner at the Bum Boat. Trixie and big withdrawals from Harvey's accounts will be forgotten. Happy, happy, happy, thanks to Mary!
"The Hub's fine too." Keep talking like that, Sharon and that "Hub" you are taking for granted may be not so fine once he learns you have no inheritance coming.
"I thought that they were busy...and forgot about their gramps!"
"Well, they did forget about you, but they remembered when I mentioned you last week. Frick asked, 'Is that the old dude with the funny scarf who nearly crashed into the breakwall, then ran out of gas?', and Frack remembered being rescued by the Coast Guard."
Harvey: "Well, I suppose that's nice to hear, Sharon. But since I hadn't heard from your boys in years, I sold the boat. You see, I was a little short of ready cash, and I needed to come up with a bundle quickly. So, I sold the boat at a huge loss to some nerdy doctor for $200K."
I wonder if Long John Scammer went to the police to report what's going on at the phishery. Or did he just decide to lay low? And how is he surviving? Does he have family or friends who can put him up until he can support himself? Or maybe he's decided to start his own one-man phishery.
So many potentially interesting avenues, and yet we're stuck the Dapper Dimwit and his daughter Sharon. -- Scottie
Did Sharon just refer to her husband, Aaron, as the 'hubs' ? Does Moy ever talk to real people? No one says that! And why are they eating grass and potato chips? Is this some new Santa Royale food fad?
It looks like a conversation about all the money Harvey sent to Trixie is never going to happen. Inconsequential, apparently, in the Worthiverse, when Mary's primed for a ginormous Victory Lap!
I admire your determination to not come out of retirement, despite the absolutely bonkers story arcs these days. The temptation must be eating you ! Try not to think of the temptation!
Sharon's awfully blase about Dapper Dimwit Dad (shoutout to @Scottie) giving large sums of money to a scammer: "Tut tut, don't do that again!" She's unacquainted with the old chestnut about a fool and his money. (How much is "plenty," anyway, Harv? And did you file your taxes by Wednesday?)
This has really ended with a soft whimper. No recriminations. No tears. All forgiveness and no John Long. Blah! Should we notify the SPCA that Mary is feeding her cat wine?
That's it? KM has kept us waiting on the edge of our seats for the big confrontation, and that's it? "Oh well, Daddy, don't worry about your little boo boo. What's a measly $200,000 when you have millions, right?"
Good thing KM didn't write "Gone with the Wind." Instead of the Siege of Atlanta, she would have had the Union and Confederacy dudes sitting around playing tiddlywinks or for some real excitement, maybe tag.
I don't know, Scottie. If the characters in this strip can say "!" and "Gulp" out loud, I guess they could also say "dollar sign, two, zero, zero, comma, zero, zero, zero."
So Sharon works and has some sort of side job. I'm assuming hub is employed. So what is old Harvey gonna do all day? He won't even have Mary's intrusions to keep him occupied. But he will have his computer won't he? This could get interesting - so we'll never see it.
You called it, @Scottie. Whoever letters the strip forgot to put quotation marks around "he'll agree." (It's odd that Sharon refers to him as "my husband" right after Harvey says his name. I guess this is for anyone who missed last week's strips.)
How much time will Frick and Frack have with Gramps since they'll be going off to college? Since Harvey is rolling in dough, maybe he can enroll and go with them. He can pay for all his expenses and theirs.
I can hardly wait to see how happy Aaron is going to be when he finds out his ‘empty nest’ daydream is going to be filled with his kooky Ascot-wearing father-in-law!
Poor Aaron has spent the last 15 years making big plans to turn that spare room into his "man cave." Of course, that spare room is actually a converted garage. But Harvey should be quite happy there in spite of the fact that they never could quite rid the space of the smell of gas and oil. Oh, and that all of the boys' sports equipment is still stored there but the good thing is that the smell of their old unwashed hockey uniforms does somewhat cut the smell of their neighbor's chicken farm that wafts in under the garage door. Hope Harvey won't be concerned about the boys' ski poles hanging down over his pillow like the sword of Damocles. Aaron left the garage door in working condition thinking that he might someday want to turn the space back into a garage. It does get a little chilly in there, but the clanking of the door isn't too bad except on windy days. Sweet dreams, Harvey.
Sharon is already looking a little frazzled, even before she talks with the hubs. But I get why she wants "Gramps" to move in. Can't really trust him on his own with the apparently large inheritance he seems unaware that he is giving away. No, Sharon, grab the oldster now before he squanders another $5,000 on a month of Charterstone rent... And @hmmm, nice description of Harvey's soon to be bachelor digs in the garage. Maybe those ski poles will yield a quicker inheritance than Hubs and Sharon know...
But what about John Long, fer cri-yi? And what is Sharon’s side job? I’m warning you, I’ve climbed up on top of the chifforobe, and I’m not coming down until I get some answers! (Or until Sir Meg tells me my dinner is in my dish.)
If Sharon thinks so much of Dapper Dimwit Dad that she asked him to move in and has forgiven his costly escapade with "Trixie," why did she drop him like a hot potato when her mother died?
Perhaps John Long will surface as Mary's new project after a double victory lap with Harvey and Sharon plus a gossip check-in with Toby. That should conclude by Memorial Day.
I agree, KitKat. It’s about time. I was afraid we’d never get back to the real story here which is WHY these two have been estranged since the death of Mrs. Hart. Let’s all put on our Harty Boy… oops, I mean Hardy Boy hats and solve this mystery! We need to determine who it was that bumped the old lady off; Harvey or Sharon? Was it Harvey, in the Bentley, with a hose connected to the tailpipe? Was it Sharon, in Spin Class, with the intentional over-exertion? It might have been Darren1 and Darren2 in the Billiard Room, engineering a trick shot that bounced the cue ball off her head. Possibly even Aaron, in the Study, who bored the old bat to death with his soliloquy on the highlights of the Dewey Decimal System. So many possibilities.
BTW, MissScarlet and KitKat, I don’t believe we’ve seen the last of John. KM wouldn’t dare rob me of the opportunity to use my “Long time no see, John” line.
"And now we have a chance to make up for it and spend lots of time together. Lots. In fact, you're gonna be so sick of me you'll be signing me up for every *%#^&% online dating service you can find." -- Scottie
Welcome to Mary Worth Whiplash Theatre, and our production of Old Purple Driving Hood. If Old Purple fails to make the turn, that Muffin will be toast. It looks like Old Purple neglected to wear her seat belt, so she may go SPLAT! to boot.
And what are the chances we'll find Long Lost John hitchhiking along that dark and bendy road? Pretty good, I'd say, seeing that Mary is in proximity to the BIG House. I thought Jeff was a doctor, not the warden of the Santa Royale County Jail.
Has anyone figured out why KM felt the need to remind us that Dr. Jeff is rich by writing that Mary has just left his “big” house? Why stop there, KM? How about: "After visiting Jeff at his enormous, luxurious house built just last year in the pristine, tranquil setting of 40 acres of lush, old growth pines, Mary can’t help but compare it to her tiny Charterstone condo. Close to 18,000 square feet, Jeff’s remarkable home includes eight bedrooms, all with lavish, ensuite baths, each including a Jacuzzi and private steam room. The spacious, open floor plan features an exquisite gourmet kitchen and opulent dining room that open to an outdoor oasis, overlooking the infinity pool, terraces, and landscaped gardens. Soaring ceilings in all the living areas feature state-of-the-art, cutting-edge automation and technology which enhance not only security but entertainment. With a home gym, theatre, game room, and wine cellar, one would hardly ever need to leave, unless it were to take a relaxing cruise on one’s embarrassingly huge yacht and to dine at the Bum Boat."
Maybe Jeff is "at the big house". He's been indicted for embezzlement and Mary was visiting him. Nice of the authorities to build a prison in the woods. Why would she bring a cat to see Jeff, who is allergic? This strip gets weirder and weirder all the time.
A handshake? And a very formal one at that? Not even a side hug? Wow, how businesslike of everyone. All that's missing is a "Farewell, Mister Hart. I wish you the best in your future endeavors." -- Scottie
Yes, @hmmm, Frick and Frack are such rambunctious cut-ups.
Were Harvey's possessions loaded into a truck? There certainly isn't much room in Sharon's vehicle. What about his furniture? I know, Aaron the hubs is driving that truck!
Harve to Mary: Stop calling me ‘my friend’, you interfering old busybody! I was never your friend! I was just being polite because the other tenants told me that in your capacity of so-called unofficial manager you had the ability to make my life miserable! They were right- you broke up my relationship with the love of my life, you called my estranged daughter (who never so much as called me when the original love of my life died) and told her I was giving money to a beautiful scam artist! You never even mentioned how well I had succeeded in life with Acme Ascot Corp! I hope to never see you again, you@#$&%+£~$#!! F&F: Mommy, PopPop said a lot of swears!
Jeez, you miss one day and it's weeks later and the story ends...with a whimper. No John Long. No recriminations. No Charterstone notice of a tenant moving. But it looks like Frick and Frack might have had sex change operations. Getting ready for college; how nice.
I guess we should spare a teaspoon of compassion for Toby, whose only friend is Mary. Meanwhile, Ian's rubbing his hands with glee as he contemplates his own self care with a bottle or two or more of whisky.
Is "multi day" two days? Five days? A fortnight? Is Mr. Alora facing Muffin-care duties?
Maybe John Long is a busboy at the unnamed Claremont spa. He and Toby will meet cute.
Wow, that place in Claremont scored the cover of "Healthy Beauty" magazine! Whoa, this is big! But who will Mary get to watch her cat? Erstwhile cat-sitter Ian? Or will she dump Muffin off at Animal Shelter for multi days? Regardless, I am so looking forward to the gripping drama of this little excursion! -- Scottie
The doors at generic spa are about as tall as the palm trees, yet they have pull handles. I guess the Jolly Green Doorman was on break when June drew this. -- Scottie
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Hang up the phone, Mary. It's been four days already, and with all your dilly-dallying around, you still haven't broken the news to Sharon that her inheritance is gonzo. By this time, Harvey has died of a broken heart, his funeral is over, his apartment has been cleared out and rented to a new victim. Move on.
"You should be aware that there's [there has] been some changes." Getting sloppy with your grammar Mary -- tsk tsk. Have you been into the cooking wine again? That would account for this drawn-out, tedious conversation. I agree with @hmmm -- enough is enough!
Oh, yes, there have been some big changes! Did I tell you that I got a cat?
Good one, @MissScarlet! It's always about Mary. Wait till Sharon shows up in a "few days" (how unspecific is that?) with twins Frick and Frack in tow and expects Mary to supervise them while she deals with dear old dad.
Just look at that cat! (We're calling her "Muffin," right?). She has roused herself from her usual laconic stupor and is experiencing heavenly bliss having just witnessed first-hand her very first Mary Meddle. -- Scottie
How will Mary entertain Frick and Frack, you say? Just look out upon the Charterstone Green: you will see Mary and the boys singing and dancing to
Y-M-C-A! Mary assures them it’ll be a big hit at the fraternity initiation parties they attend.
I've been assuming that Mary's been pussy-footing (sorry Muffin) about the specifics of Harvey's dilemma because she didn't feel it was her place to blurt out the messy money stuff. However, when Sharon manages to make it to her dear old dad, in a 'few days', there won't be any question about who gave Sharon the heads up. Can't wait to see how that plays out.
@KitKat; thanks. Will Mary get blame or shame or fame? No guesses allowed!
@meg, Toby will be out there with Frick, Frack, and Mary. I bet June would enjoy illustrating that.
"And she misses her father!" Yes, Mary. That's why Sharon was so wary about talking to you, emphasized how busy she is, and finally said she'd come in a few days. By the way, "Meow!" translates to "My food bowl is empty, there's a spider doing the back stroke in my water bowl, and you haven't cleaned the litter box since April Fool's Day. I'm ready to Uber back to the animal shelter!"
Mary: "Oh, listen to me. Talking to my cat about my neighbor losing two hundred thousand dollars to an online scammer. I'm so sorry, Muffin. Forgive me. How could a cat possibly understand what I'm going on (and on, and on...) about? You have to think about it like this, Muffin. Say, for instance, you took your bag of Cat HackSplak, and poured out 200,000 pieces of it and then poured it into your little stuffed toy kitty, because you thought Squeaky was a real kitty and he was veeerrrry hungry. But then, Squeaky still wouldn't play with you, or meow, or jump around, or cuddle with you like a real kitty. Wouldn't that make you sad, Muffin? Berry, berry sad?
OW! Get your &*##@$! claw out of my eye right this second, you $%%&# cat!"
Is Mary training Muffin to be a cat meddler?
Or has Mary finally lost it and decided to talk to animals now?
Is this whole thing about Harvey being lonely and missing his daughter? Wow! That's a very expensive reunion fee!
Is Sharon's side job tracking down scammers? Now that would be interesting!
Boy, it's already a few days later. Can KM keep up this breath-neck pace? What about John Long?
If Harvey had gotten a cat instead of Trixie, he wouldn't have to figure out how to tell Sharon that he won't be paying tuition at Stanford for Frick and Frack after all.There's always the Community College University of Santa Royale, Sharon. Some students like it so much, they never graduate.
I have to wonder if the colorist for this strip moonlights as the make-up artist at a funeral home. These two don't look so healthy.
"This is a surprise. What brings you here, Sharon?"
Wow, what a touching reunion that was! Can you feel the ice?
Anyway, is anyone going to get around to mentioning the 200K?
Okay, sure, none of us lives at Charterstone, so maybe we're all some kind of peasants. But that sure seems like a significant detail. -- Scottie
Okay, enough with the slobbering you two. Let's get to the $200K business. Actually, I might be willing to send KM 200 large if in tomorrow's strip Harvey confesses to squandering Sharon's inheritance and she immediately strangles him with his own ascot.
What makes Sharon think it was “her” inheritance that was squandered? Perhaps he had left it to Frick and Frack…or Tricksie… or the Charterstone Entertainment account…or to the Animals of Charterstone? All are equally worthy. Simmer down, Sharon. And pop the popcorn, all onlookers. This should be good.
That's some very lovely crying. No red eyes. No smudged make-up. No crunched up eyelids. And bonus! Blue tears!
Meanwhile, Harvey seems to have finally figured out that he has been scammed. "Gone" he says. Got that right!
But if John Long is long gone (in his long johns), then why does he have a full name?
So a "hub" exists, and Harvey even remembered his first name. By Sunday, Harvey will have donned a captain's cap and taken the boys boating, followed by dinner at the Bum Boat. Trixie and big withdrawals from Harvey's accounts will be forgotten. Happy, happy, happy, thanks to Mary!
"The Hub's fine too." Keep talking like that, Sharon and that "Hub" you are taking for granted may be not so fine once he learns you have no inheritance coming.
"I thought that they were busy...and forgot about their gramps!"
"Well, they did forget about you, but they remembered when I mentioned you last week. Frick asked, 'Is that the old dude with the funny scarf who nearly crashed into the breakwall, then ran out of gas?', and Frack remembered being rescued by the Coast Guard."
Harvey: "Well, I suppose that's nice to hear, Sharon. But since I hadn't heard from your boys in years, I sold the boat. You see, I was a little short of ready cash, and I needed to come up with a bundle quickly. So, I sold the boat at a huge loss to some nerdy doctor for $200K."
I wonder if Long John Scammer went to the police to report what's going on at the phishery. Or did he just decide to lay low? And how is he surviving? Does he have family or friends who can put him up until he can support himself? Or maybe he's decided to start his own one-man phishery.
So many potentially interesting avenues, and yet we're stuck the Dapper Dimwit and his daughter Sharon. -- Scottie
Did Sharon just refer to her husband, Aaron, as the 'hubs' ? Does Moy ever talk to real people? No one says that!
And why are they eating grass and potato chips? Is this some new Santa Royale food fad?
The Dapper Dimwit: hahahahaha, @Scottie!
It looks like a conversation about all the money Harvey sent to Trixie is never going to happen. Inconsequential, apparently, in the Worthiverse, when Mary's primed for a ginormous Victory Lap!
Thanks, @KitKat!
Sharon, just wait until he drops that 200 kiloton bomb on you. Then you'll understand what he means. -- Scottie
Ah, the moment of truth! Maybe.
Will he or won't he?
And if he does tell Sharon how stupid he is;
Will she or won't she?
I admire your determination to not come out of retirement, despite the absolutely bonkers story arcs these days. The temptation must be eating you ! Try not to think of the temptation!
Sharon's awfully blase about Dapper Dimwit Dad (shoutout to @Scottie) giving large sums of money to a scammer: "Tut tut, don't do that again!" She's unacquainted with the old chestnut about a fool and his money. (How much is "plenty," anyway, Harv? And did you file your taxes by Wednesday?)
Um, Mary, your cat doesn't understand a word of this. She's not a parrot, you know. -- Scottie
This has really ended with a soft whimper. No recriminations. No tears. All forgiveness and no John Long. Blah!
Should we notify the SPCA that Mary is feeding her cat wine?
@MissScarlett -- No, this cannot be over so soon. We haven't had Mary's requisite visit to the beneficiaries of her meddle so she can Harv-est their accolades. And, of course, we must still go through the week-or-two recap with Jeff on their déjà date. No, I'm afraid we've still got a long road to slog. -- Scottie
"Will you DO that? And will you sign over every red cent you have to me immediately?? And don't expect me to give you the WiFi password, either."
That's it? KM has kept us waiting on the edge of our seats for the big confrontation, and that's it? "Oh well, Daddy, don't worry about your little boo boo. What's a measly $200,000 when you have millions, right?"
Good thing KM didn't write "Gone with the Wind." Instead of the Siege of Atlanta, she would have had the Union and Confederacy dudes sitting around playing tiddlywinks or for some real excitement, maybe tag.
It would have been great if Sharon had done a big spit-take all over Harvey's ascot when he said "$200,000."
"You sent her HOW MUCH?????!!!!"
-- Scottie
BTW, Mss. Moy and Brigman, people don't say "dollar sign two zero zero comma zero zero zero." They say "two hundred thousand dollars."
I don't know, Scottie. If the characters in this strip can say "!" and "Gulp" out loud, I guess they could also say "dollar sign, two, zero, zero, comma, zero, zero, zero."
And Sharon is spontaneously arranging this move-in without consulting The Hub? Hmmmmm (not to be confused with @hmmm). -- Scottie
So Sharon works and has some sort of side job. I'm assuming hub is employed. So what is old Harvey gonna do all day? He won't even have Mary's intrusions to keep him occupied. But he will have his computer won't he? This could get interesting - so we'll never see it.
"He'll agree after I talk to him."
OH MYYYYYYYY!
Translation: "That little wimp will do what I TELL him to do."
-- Scottie
You called it, @Scottie. Whoever letters the strip forgot to put quotation marks around "he'll agree." (It's odd that Sharon refers to him as "my husband" right after Harvey says his name. I guess this is for anyone who missed last week's strips.)
How much time will Frick and Frack have with Gramps since they'll be going off to college? Since Harvey is rolling in dough, maybe he can enroll and go with them. He can pay for all his expenses and theirs.
I can hardly wait to see how happy Aaron is going to be when he finds out his ‘empty nest’ daydream is going to be filled with his kooky Ascot-wearing father-in-law!
Poor Aaron has spent the last 15 years making big plans to turn that spare room into his "man cave." Of course, that spare room is actually a converted garage. But Harvey should be quite happy there in spite of the fact that they never could quite rid the space of the smell of gas and oil. Oh, and that all of the boys' sports equipment is still stored there but the good thing is that the smell of their old unwashed hockey uniforms does somewhat cut the smell of their neighbor's chicken farm that wafts in under the garage door. Hope Harvey won't be concerned about the boys' ski poles hanging down over his pillow like the sword of Damocles. Aaron left the garage door in working condition thinking that he might someday want to turn the space back into a garage. It does get a little chilly in there, but the clanking of the door isn't too bad except on windy days. Sweet dreams, Harvey.
Sharon is already looking a little frazzled, even before she talks with the hubs. But I get why she wants "Gramps" to move in. Can't really trust him on his own with the apparently large inheritance he seems unaware that he is giving away. No, Sharon, grab the oldster now before he squanders another $5,000 on a month of Charterstone rent... And @hmmm, nice description of Harvey's soon to be bachelor digs in the garage. Maybe those ski poles will yield a quicker inheritance than Hubs and Sharon know...
Thanks, LouiseF! As an independent old geezer myself, I think one of my worst nightmares would be moving into a spare room in anyone's house!
@hmmm, your scenario is inspired! Huzzah, huzzah!
So, the spare room (which Sharon originally referred to as "her spare room" is now the "guest room." It still sounds like a prison.
One condition, huh? Allowing overnight canoodling with the next "Trixie"?
Oh, sure; he's gonna insist on paying rent.
Thanks, KitKat. Personally, I think Harvey would be much better off if he'd let Mary cart him over to that place she dumped Hanna Dingdon.
Ah yes, Somerset.
"I know they'll agree to have you join us, if they know what's good for them!" Sharon cackles menacingly.
From his own condo to a guest room -- Harvey will have a lot to dispose of, including ninety percent of his ascots.
But what about John Long, fer cri-yi? And what is Sharon’s side job? I’m warning you, I’ve climbed up on top of the chifforobe, and I’m not coming down until I get some answers! (Or until Sir Meg tells me my dinner is in my dish.)
Harvey's one condition is that from now on, Sharon, Aaron, Darren1 and Darren2 agree to call him Baron.
He’ll need permission from Karen.
Harvey does look a bit like a baron with that groovy paisley ascot.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised that Moy would leave details hanging....but it is annoying. John Long...we hardly knew you!
If Sharon thinks so much of Dapper Dimwit Dad that she asked him to move in and has forgiven his costly escapade with "Trixie," why did she drop him like a hot potato when her mother died?
Perhaps John Long will surface as Mary's new project after a double victory lap with Harvey and Sharon plus a gossip check-in with Toby. That should conclude by Memorial Day.
I agree, KitKat. It’s about time. I was afraid we’d never get back to the real story here which is WHY these two have been estranged since the death of Mrs. Hart. Let’s all put on our Harty Boy… oops, I mean Hardy Boy hats and solve this mystery! We need to determine who it was that bumped the old lady off; Harvey or Sharon? Was it Harvey, in the Bentley, with a hose connected to the tailpipe? Was it Sharon, in Spin Class, with the intentional over-exertion? It might have been Darren1 and Darren2 in the Billiard Room, engineering a trick shot that bounced the cue ball off her head. Possibly even Aaron, in the Study, who bored the old bat to death with his soliloquy on the highlights of the Dewey Decimal System. So many possibilities.
BTW, MissScarlet and KitKat, I don’t believe we’ve seen the last of John. KM wouldn’t dare rob me of the opportunity to use my “Long time no see, John” line.
"And now we have a chance to make up for it and spend lots of time together. Lots. In fact, you're gonna be so sick of me you'll be signing me up for every *%#^&% online dating service you can find." -- Scottie
Welcome to Mary Worth Whiplash Theatre, and our production of Old Purple Driving Hood. If Old Purple fails to make the turn, that Muffin will be toast. It looks like Old Purple neglected to wear her seat belt, so she may go SPLAT! to boot.
And what are the chances we'll find Long Lost John hitchhiking along that dark and bendy road? Pretty good, I'd say, seeing that Mary is in proximity to the BIG House. I thought Jeff was a doctor, not the warden of the Santa Royale County Jail.
Has anyone figured out why KM felt the need to remind us that Dr. Jeff is rich by writing that Mary has just left his “big” house? Why stop there, KM? How about:
"After visiting Jeff at his enormous, luxurious house built just last year in the pristine, tranquil setting of 40 acres of lush, old growth pines, Mary can’t help but compare it to her tiny Charterstone condo. Close to 18,000 square feet, Jeff’s remarkable home includes eight bedrooms, all with lavish, ensuite baths, each including a Jacuzzi and private steam room. The spacious, open floor plan features an exquisite gourmet kitchen and opulent dining room that open to an outdoor oasis, overlooking the infinity pool, terraces, and landscaped gardens. Soaring ceilings in all the living areas feature state-of-the-art, cutting-edge automation and technology which enhance not only security but entertainment. With a home gym, theatre, game room, and wine cellar, one would hardly ever need to leave, unless it were to take a relaxing cruise on one’s embarrassingly huge yacht and to dine at the Bum Boat."
Maybe Jeff is "at the big house". He's been indicted for embezzlement and Mary was visiting him. Nice of the authorities to build a prison in the woods.
Why would she bring a cat to see Jeff, who is allergic?
This strip gets weirder and weirder all the time.
Moy should have saved this dumb platitude for tomorrow's quote box:
"The bend in the road is not the end of the road, unless you fail to make the turn." -- Aldo Kelrast
-- Scottie
A handshake? And a very formal one at that? Not even a side hug? Wow, how businesslike of everyone. All that's missing is a "Farewell, Mister Hart. I wish you the best in your future endeavors." -- Scottie
It took Mary a few weeks to reach Harvey's unit? Did she get lost in the Charterstone Bermuda Triangle?
There is no box labeled "ascots." Maybe they're packed in a big wardrobe box, waiting for Mr. Alora to schlep it to the elevator.
Sharon: "Alright, you two in the back! That's enough! This car isn't moving until you boys settle down!"
Yes, @hmmm, Frick and Frack are such rambunctious cut-ups.
Were Harvey's possessions loaded into a truck? There certainly isn't much room in Sharon's vehicle. What about his furniture? I know, Aaron the hubs is driving that truck!
Harve to Mary: Stop calling me ‘my friend’, you interfering old busybody! I was never your friend! I was just being polite because the other tenants told me that in your capacity of so-called unofficial manager you had the ability to make my life miserable! They were right- you broke up my relationship with the love of my life, you called my estranged daughter (who never so much as called me when the original love of my life died) and told her I was giving money to a beautiful scam artist! You never even mentioned how well I had succeeded in life with Acme Ascot Corp! I hope to never see you again, you@#$&%+£~$#!!
F&F: Mommy, PopPop said a lot of swears!
Jeez, you miss one day and it's weeks later and the story ends...with a whimper. No John Long. No recriminations. No Charterstone notice of a tenant moving. But it looks like Frick and Frack might have had sex change operations. Getting ready for college; how nice.
I guess we should spare a teaspoon of compassion for Toby, whose only friend is Mary. Meanwhile, Ian's rubbing his hands with glee as he contemplates his own self care with a bottle or two or more of whisky.
Is "multi day" two days? Five days? A fortnight? Is Mr. Alora facing Muffin-care duties?
Maybe John Long is a busboy at the unnamed Claremont spa. He and Toby will meet cute.
Wow, that place in Claremont scored the cover of "Healthy Beauty" magazine! Whoa, this is big! But who will Mary get to watch her cat? Erstwhile cat-sitter Ian? Or will she dump Muffin off at Animal Shelter for multi days? Regardless, I am so looking forward to the gripping drama of this little excursion! -- Scottie
Is this gonna be like that wellness center Mary went to in Arizona? She had to solve all the other inmates/customers problems.
I can't believe Ian can take care of a cat and two parrots. This could get ugly.
Aunt Toby and Uncle Ian, how cute. Mary fails to mention Uncle Ian cleaning a litter box for multi days, or washing and refilling the water bowl.
The spa is called "The Spa" - what an unusual name. Is is part of the treatment that guests have to lay on the cement when they're outdoors?
In observance of Cinco de Mayo, "SPA" hands out lime slices instead of cucumbers. That panel might be enough to put me off Margaritas for good.
The doors at generic spa are about as tall as the palm trees, yet they have pull handles. I guess the Jolly Green Doorman was on break when June drew this. -- Scottie
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