Saturday, December 25, 2010
Whoop-de-Doo and Dickery Dock
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
Our First Guest
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
Angels with Filthy Souls
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
I'm Having a Party!
Monday, December 20, 2010
A Cat of a Different Color
WHERE ARE YOUR REBEL FRIENDS NOW, PRISSY?
Friday, December 17, 2010
Everywhere I Go, Architects!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Just Around the Riverbend
Monday, December 13, 2010
Smooches!
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
Architectural Digest
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
Pay No Attention to My Ascot
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
Architects Are FASCINATING
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
Planes, Trains, and Taxi Cabs
Wow, this is so cool, the ghost of John Candy is giving Aunt Iris advice about boys! New York really is a magical place.