Saturday, December 25, 2010
Fascinating as this party is, we may be taking a few days off here and there in the next week. Happy holidays, everyone! Thanks for reading, and I'll see you again in the new year!
Thursday, December 23, 2010
I believe last year at about this time, we were just starting to suspect that Bobbie Merrill might have mental issues. Now I'm starting to suspect Aunt Iris might have issues as well. Might pep up the story a little. Throw a pistol and some hurt feelings in there and we've got a party!
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
WHERE ARE YOUR REBEL FRIENDS NOW, PRISSY?
Friday, December 17, 2010
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
It's official everyone: Lu Ann is over Alan! WHOOOOOOOO! I'd like to buy everyone a steak dinner, but that'd be unfair for our vegetarian readers, so instead I'll just say: Mission Accomplished.
While I enjoy the massive neuroses and feeble awkwardness that Margo and Tommie respoectively bring to their relationships, I think I enjoy Lu Ann's romances the best. Lu Ann is always so cheerful and optimistic about her budding relationships, and yet they're characterized by a dark undercurrent, because we all know that she's doomed to live with her roommates in Apartment 3-G for All Time. Margo and Tommie are usually capable of ruining their own relationships, but Lu Ann's end spectacularly, with guns or drugs or ghosts or whatever. So I'm excited!
How differently these two parallel kisses ended, huh? Sunday artist apparently missed the memo that Paul is steeped in self-doubt and insecurity, especially when his totally embarrassing dad is around. Jeez Dad, can't I humiliate myself without your supervision??
Thursday, December 9, 2010
The look on Iris's face in the last panel says to me that she suspects Trey will try to make her sluggish and groggy with a heavy, decadent lunch and then take her to the abandoned lot where her beloved Uncle Henry's building once stood and choke her with a yellow ascot. It's like she JUST realized she's not supposed to go places with strangers. What a terrible vagabond! She should be relishing the spontaneity.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
First of all, where in the blazes is this storyline going? Another long lost relative? Now I have to muster my interest for an ARCHITECHTURE subplot based on Aunt Iris and Harvey Dent? I'm sorry, I meant Trey, who by coincidence happens to shop at the same store as Two Face from Batman. Suits: Colored by Hemisphere...now with Ascots!
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
I'm digging the bizarre finger-waving response Iris has in the last panel. She's dreamily thinking of an architect she met while traipsing around the world, or something. His name was Ted Mosby.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
On a positive note, I think this is the first time we've gotten such a good look at Lu Ann's baby blues! She looks very nice, a little Brenda Starr-esque.
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Guys, God is buzzing in again. Do you guys share a land line? Cute.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
OK, so Prissy doesn't even appear in this strip, but I wanted to wish her a Happy Thanksgiving since she's our new favorite A3G character. I figured since I'm the west coast exile who's not caught up in family madness this holiday, I'd take blog duty today. You're welcome, Maggie and Megan. You should be thankful for me.
Now on to today's strip. Obviously, they're just setting up for generic blond-haired dude #451 to come back into the picture and sweep Lu Ann off her feet, for a little while, until he dies a tragic death or gets transferred to move pianos in Kenya, or something. But to me it just feels like Tommie is looking for things to worry about. Really, after all your problems resolve themselves, you're concerned that you might not find a piano mover? I mean, you do know that you can just Google "piano mover," right? Oh, wait, this is A3G. You do know that you can find a piano mover in the Yellow Pages, right? (Probably.) This is like the anti-Thanksgiving strip. Quit whining and be thankful that you don't have to deal with the piano, Aunt Iris, or Prissy. Geez.
Happy Thanksgiving everyone! (Unless you're Canadian, then Happy Thanksgiving last month. And if you're from somewhere else, stop being so ungrateful.)
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
- ...being held at arm's length by Aunt Iris?
- ...climbing up Taser Lady's chest?
- ...floating in midair?
- ...standing on her own super-stretcho legs?
I'm hoping for option 4. In any case, she appears to have doubled in size since yesterday. She really is something, isn't she?
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
Follow up questions for Aunt Iris will include:
- How do you feel about moving the piano into my neighbor's apartment?
- How do you feel about cats that play the piano?
- How do you feel about carrying a taser?
- At all times?
- ....Did you start dying your hair to look more like me?
- Not cool.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
How did the girls hook up their doorbell/callbox to sound through the ceiling? Unless that's God buzzing in. Is that why you're upset about the piano, Margo? You're afraid God has planted it in 3G like some kind of holy Trojan Horse? You're so precious.
Thursday, November 18, 2010
First of all, I'm not sure why Tommie thinks Margo wants to know about her horrible day and how tired she is (does she ever?). Additionally, I'm not sure what kind of job search Tommie is even going on (does she go door to door asking if people need vocal assistance?) or why she thought it wouldn't be disastrously difficult.
But what I am sure of is that I really enjoy the smile on Margo's face in panel 3. If she's smiling, that has to mean she did something terrible to Tommie's piano, right? Wait, is that her index finger bending backward at an impossible angle? Agghhhh! Nevermind everything else I wrote. What's going on there? Did she injure herself while destroying the piano?
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Anyway, does Margo really get that mad when a package arrives and it isn't for her? Or maybe it's because Lu Ann's getting ready to date another blond guy in a blazer. And we all know how that ends: drugs and murder! Chuckle chuckle chuckle!
Friday, November 12, 2010
And Lu Ann, poor, naive Lu Ann, you're going to sign for this "package," aren't you? You think you're bobbling now, wait until he starts unloading and assembling!
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
- Aunt Iris concentrates on the world's smallest map of New York City. Mark Trail lies in wait on his pink bike.
- Bike guy runs his pink bike into a random matching pink car in such a way that the front half of the bike disappears entirely. Motion lines abound.
- Bike guy is gushing invisible blood. Aunt Iris assumes it's all her fault, therefore exonerating the car that actually hit the guy. Car drives away quietly. License plate number is never jotted down. Civil lawsuit opportunity is lost.
- Aunt Iris insists on hemorrhaging money while visiting the city, but Bike Guy is having none of it.
Where on earth is this storyline going?
Sunday, November 7, 2010
I am pretty psyched that Margo (who begins this strip looking like she's straining her face trying to smile) mentioned the taser incident!!! That's awesome! I also thought when she said "I have a no-cats rule," she was going to play the "we own this building and don't allow pets" card, but alas, that seems to be a separate thought. Do you own the building or not??? Whatever, at least we get to see Margo throwing her weight around. "You owe taser lady, but I hate animals, so forget that."
And I am really genuinely curious about where this guy getting hit by car storyline is going. I know this means it's going to be really, really lame.
Friday, November 5, 2010
Now is the time to negotiate. How many dollars a day are we talking here? Do you get unlimited use of the taser? Is it okay if you eat all of her Doritos? etc. etc.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
UPDATE: I just learned from the Comics Curmudgeon that the Lovely Ladies of Apartment 3-G own the building? Wow, that really NEVER comes up. Maybe that's why Tommie can afford to knock off the nursing and pursue her dreams of a singing career. If she plays her cards right, Prissygate could be lucrative in and of itself...
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
But what's a Taser Lady without a taser? It's obviously quite upsetting for TL. So upsetting that her face keeps mutating. We've all been there before, haven't we?
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Meanwhile, Aunt Iris is worldy? I think we've all assumed that Ohio + Gary Larson style glasses = bumpkin, but apparently she's a vagabond. The world's dowdiest vagabond. You'd think she'd have better luggage by now!
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
...is what Tommie should say, but probably won't. I don't know if tomorrow's strip is going to be about Aunt Iris being shocked by New York City prices or about delicious pastrami sandwiches, but I should be happy either way.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
Since Maggie and Megan are both out now in a corn maze or riding goats or joining an Amish community or something (I don't really know, they're 3000 miles away and I barely pay attention to anything that say.... just kidding!), I suppose I should make today's post. Which is a shame, because after reading today's strip, I feel really stupid. I don't get it. I mean, the only thing I got about today's strip is that Iris, Margo, and Lu Ann are horrible gluttons. Iris brought this pie specifically for Tommie, and they proceed to eat almost the entire pie in what I can only imagine is a matter of a couple hours?
But, regardless, I don't understand the punchline, at all. Does she mean "jamming pie down your gullet today"? I don't know. I'm honestly questioning my sanity, because of how little sense this makes to me. Then again, it seems like Lu Ann and Margo are on the same page, so maybe I'm OK. Insights, anyone?
Oh, a quick Google search tells me it has something to do with Through the Looking Glass, and I guess instant gratification or something, whatever, I'm going to pretend it's a complete non sequitur because it's actually funnier that way.