By bats | July 3, 2019 - 1:28 pm
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…Dawn has returned. Evidently she’s been in Europe, hobnobbing with real people. I’d give her a bright, shiny quarter if she’d stand up to Mary occasionally…

Then again, even if Dawn did stand up to Mary, would anything be accomplished by it?

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By bats | June 29, 2019 - 2:03 pm

So I’m really trying to limit myself to a select few comic strips (Rex Morgan, Mary Worth, Mark Trail) for mashability, but it seems that Judge Parker is going to the Big House (aka, the Slammer). The administrators of justice generally have No Luck there, and it looks like good luck is not going his way.
At least if I got to tell the story.

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By bats | June 27, 2019 - 10:47 am
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…just go for the gusto! You’re not getting any younger, and Mary hasn’t run out of breath yet.

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By bats | June 23, 2019 - 2:20 pm
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It’s Sunday, and Mary and Jeff are still wandering the sea, looking for the Bum Boat Bistro or something. Conversation (read, Mary pontificating) continues, so I chose to just skip ahead to the final panels.

So, our two lovebirds have landed at the Bum Boat, where the talk and rehashing goes on and on. OTOH, there’s no danger in beating a deadhorse, is there?

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By bats | June 17, 2019 - 8:33 pm
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As I mentioned a couple of years ago, all (or most) of the serial comics artists seem to have retired and been replaced by younger folks. While this is kinda good (rather than just killing a strip entirely), did we really need to have Mary Worth doing the Benjamin Button thing? Get any younger, Mary, and you’ll be kissing Charterstone adios.
On the other hand, many of her friend continue to surround her and follow her good sense with a slavish devotion. I suspect that’s all you can expect for a buttinsky like Mary. Oh, and Toe-by, the fat Professor’s trophy wife, also keeps time ticking away by experimenting with the latest and greatest hallucinogens that Santa Royale has to offer.

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By bats | May 1, 2014 - 3:51 pm

Remember the day-trip that Tommie is making to upstate New York to find a wildlife rehab center for her fawn?  And that the vet in Happiness Falls NY offers her a job (when last we saw Tommie, she was a licensed and practicing R.N./midwife)?

THREE WEEKS GOES BY!  It says that right in narration box!!!  I don’t know what’s more unsettling:  no one has seen Tommie in her place in NYC for nearly a month, or she’s wearing that same damned pink turtleneck that the fawn probably piddled on and that Tommie’s been mucking out stalls in for the last dozen days.  Ewwww.


Is it really Tommie?

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Sometimes a whole strip doesn’t inspire me, but several do:

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Even the next day!


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By bats | April 8, 2014 - 7:00 am

…nobody knows but Mary (everybody else has a pretty good idea).

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This are getting serious…Tommy/ie can’t handle things alone, they’re so serious!

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By bats | April 4, 2014 - 10:25 am

…the old ways are the best ways!

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And it’s best not to try and explain how Tommy got here…

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…or what’s going to happen next…

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