Saturday, December 25, 2010

Whoop-de-Doo and Dickery Dock

Well it looks like Santa has given the Professor the greatest gift of all: thicker and healthier-looking hair in just five minutes. His Just for Men hairstyle isn't just for the Sunday strips anymore! It's like a present for all of us.

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

Um. Aunt Iris. Mr. Mallory doesn't appear to be your first guest. How do you explain all those ghostly blue figures in the background, hmm? Are those just the crack addicts and the meth heads you couldn't keep out the door?

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

Margo knows her neighbors allright. Snuffy. Al. Leo. Little Moe, with the gimpy leg. Cheeks. Boney Bob. Cliff. I could go on forever baby!

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

I'm Having a Party!

Whoa, what? I can't tell if Iris has already set up the apartment for a party or if she's only imagining this in her fevered brain. Is apartment 3-J really that much bigger than 3-G that they can fit a piano and a punch table in there? Crazy!

Monday, December 20, 2010

A Cat of a Different Color

Prissy the Wonder Cat has returned, and she's changed colors! She really is quite talented. But is she talented enough to escape Iris' clutches? I didn't think these roommates would have any problems until I took a closer look at the third panel:


Friday, December 17, 2010

Everywhere I Go, Architects!

You can see why Uncle Henry would be so proud of this building! It has some brick, and um a door, annnnd I'm fairly sure from the context it has an inside. Hmm. You might not be able to tell, but I work in communications at an architecture firm. Maybe that's why I've been avoiding this storyline; too close to work. I'm dating an architect, so they're really just all over the place. And now they're invading the funny pages. My one refuge!

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Just Around the Riverbend

Wednesday December 15, 2010
Thursday December 16, 2010
Wow. No one does suspense like A3G, am I right? Who knew that in New York there would be a building right around the corner. But there it is, I'm guessing. I can't wait to not see this building. Maybe it's so great because it's got those low-energy LED Christmas lights all over it.

Monday, December 13, 2010


Panels from Sunday, December 12, 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

Architectural Digest

Oh look, a new strip featuring the captivating Aunt Iris/Trey the Architect storyline. Looks like I lose the game of Hot Potato that Maggie, Casey and I are playing.

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 with Ascots!

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Architects Are FASCINATING

Sorry for the skipped posts, I think all of us have been busy/disinterested in the fake-bike courier. I'm kind of confused as to why Iris assumed he was a courier in the first place, but don't feel like looking back at past strips to figure it out. Does she just assume anyone riding a bike is a courier? I do like how his fashion-forward scarf (?????) matches Iris's shirt. It's a match made in heaven. Except I get the feeling she's going to try to set him up with Tommie.

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.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Stylish and Remorseful

Okay, coloring aside, this is the same shirt Aunt Iris always wears. And outside of the 70s, I don't think "burnt banana peel" has ever been a stylish color. In fact, according to this amazing chart, black is a popular color for both style AND penance. Just saying.