Snark It Up, FuzzBall!

What’s more “meh” than a Mary Worth storyline?

A Mary Worth storyline that’s pretty well devoid of Mary Worth…

OTOH, Mother Elinor does have a point:

Now, on to dinner! And maybe — just maybe — Beth gets a glimpse of Her Life To Come:

And if she’s a little slow on the uptake, here’s Chance #2:

… newish comic strip with an oldish character.

Can I keep up this relentless pace?  I can try!

The bargain has been struck, and soon, li’l Sarah will be a published author! And illustrator!

It could only be better if she’d made a deal with the Dev–wait, what?

Everyone has quirks, and Josh F., blogmeister of The Comics Curmudgeon, is no exception.  What peeves him about the comic strip Shoe (well, one thing) is the Goggle Eyes of Horror that occasionally show up in the final panel of a strip, supposedly a reaction to a joke or a pun, but giving the appearance of out-and-out terror (he explains it so much better:  http://joshreads.com/?p=18302#comment-1592218 ).

An example:

I think Josh may be over-reacting. Here, I think he looks more like Simon’s Cat than the victim of Cuthulhuesque terror:

So I’m just going to pat him gently on the han–

ANDOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD!!!

…thickens!

Mark is hot on the trail of otter poachers!  Doncha just hate it when other things get in the way?

Why do I have this uncomfortable feeling that the otters may be taking things into their own hands paws?

And then you realize that the otters are perfectly justified…

…when it can affect both Rex (Dr. Oblivious) and Cayla (I married Les Moore — how can it be worse?) alike.

…why do you hate your Grandma so?  The carnage continues, on a physical scale…

It’s been a while, since we have to deal with deadly dull but rich wheeler-dealer Milton Avery.

But perhaps for not much longer…

And just when Rex might have a chance for a breather and a six-martini lunch (he can’t let June’s three go to waste, can he), we’re off to see how wittle Sarah and her classmates are faring on their field trip:

Eh. You weren’t using the sailboat anyway, Rex:

An idiot curator, or a cunning plan?