For those of you who, like me, literally said out loud, “Whose Estelle?” this morning, she’s the older but stunningly attractive widow who went online to meet a man. After dating seven or eight losers and getting taken for ten grand by a scam artist, her expectations and self-esteem were so low that when Wilbur came along, he actually looked pretty good. She invited him over to sing the Pina Colada song.
Monday, September 30, 2019
Sunday, September 29, 2019
Saturday, September 28, 2019
Friday, September 27, 2019
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For a such a non-descript food item, it is so oddly and consistently specific. Mary washes it down with a highball. Dawn washes it down with a cone of rose water. So much to love about this panel except the words, which fill me with dread.
Thursday, September 26, 2019
Wednesday, September 25, 2019
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Tuesday, September 24, 2019
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Always serve your kelk cake from the cool end of the pan.
Yesterday, my cell phone served up an ad for an app and I was able to capture this screenshot:
I took it as a sign. I’ve added Carrie Underwood to the Charterstone Jukebox. Congratulations, Carrie.
Monday, September 23, 2019
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You’ll remember that I long ago predicted this whole Hugo thing would result in a Cosette-styled unwanted pregnancy. I know you can’t get pregnant “doing long distance,” but we don’t know what happened after Hugo returned from the airport. Mary’s so happy she’s made a cake to celebrate, instead of muffins to mourn.
Sunday, September 22, 2019
Saturday, September 21, 2019
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