Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

Or, “Die, Luann! DIE!”

And while we’re on the subject of my own satisfaction, here’s My Candidate for the most Compassionate and Caring Physician Forever!

LIBBY THE CAT!!!

And the nearly triumphant return of Dorothy Parker!

Of course, this was all a clever ruse (in Mary’s deteriorating mind) to get the low-down on Estelle and Wilbutt. Really incisive, Mary.

SEE? Not that Libby and Estelle aren’t up to the Wilbutt and Mary challenge!

Like any of us give a rat’s ass of Mary’s opinion of men…

…and it usually involves a panel from a little-read comic (here it’s Mandrake the Magician) going head-to-head with an old (and I do mead OLD) favorite:

Now with some of Mary’s repetoire. (Do you think Mary feels the need to provide all the snacks for a pool party, or does she threaten anyone who dares to horn in on her special talents?)

Iris’ frightening weight gain and metabolic changes have been diagnosed as a wonky thyroid, and she and Zak are on the road to renewed health and LOVE. Meanwhile, other folks are rekindling their passions around the Charterstone Wildlife Sanctuary (or the Santa Royale Wastewater Plant, I don’t remember which)…

Assuming there is no gorilla (blue or otherwise), the endless stroll continues…

BUT WAIT!! Could it be?!?? IT IS!!!

…Mark reflects on his separation from Cherry, his isolation from civilization, his forced camaraderie with Dr. Camel and the rest…

And with the New Year moving on, Dolly just can’t catch a break.

(Commentary from John Weaver at FB’s Readers of the Comics Curmudgeon: “Damn, the way he draws an Asian character, like Mickey Rooney is still alive. ” All too true, Mr. Weaver.)

What more needs to be said?

…and the strip might not improve. But you have to admit with all the medical drama, complex familial interactions et al., Rex is, way down deep, simply a…um, ah…simple man. Would we have it any other way?

So, the Morgans’ dubious relative has crashed at their house, watched their kids (sort of), got drunk (maybe), and passed out (definitely).
The fun never stops!!!
Of course, June sees the need to investigate, since Rex is pretty much worthless in matters like this.

June has reason to worry (and I’d start with her marrying Rex years ago)…

Now may be a good time for him to really worry.

I also forgot how much I liked Cayla (her taste in men aside)…

Can Les be any more of a jerk? Is there a title, or a contest, that he’s trying to win? Me, personally, I’d love to see Cayla leave once they return home (if not before).

Finally, sunny California…Swimming Pools, Movie Stars.
And the sad realization that “Lisa’s Story: The Book” may actually become “Lisa’s Story: The Movie at the Dollar Dive a Week After It Opens.”

Then again, I think the cinematic version of “Lisa’s Story” has about as much box office draw (and big bucks income) as “Cats”…

While Les and Mr. D-level start yammer about the proto-triumph of “Lisa’s Story” on the big screen, Cayla and the ex-cheerleader from Les’ high school class schmooze on the beach. No, it isn’t sexy or racy or interesting at all.

…yet.

This particular episode has turned into a long, long one filled with talking heads, accusations, no punching and NO ANIMALS WHATSOEVER! Is this Mark Trail or Mary Worth?!?? We can only hope for something. Anything.

Okay, still with the talking heads, but some admissions are forthcoming. (I don’t know if this really happens, but it should!)

Well, gee whiz, Dr. Camel’s back-story really is exciting and tragic!

….and he’s back to being an insufferable cry-baby, too!

And what, pray tell, has Dr. Camel learned from his harrowing life experience?

WAIT!! CAN THIS BE TRUE?!??