Worlds Are Colliding

If you're reading this, then hopefully Hurricane Sandy didn't treat you too badly. I love that all the blue people have turned their heads in horror at Margo muttering to herself about loads of hooey.  Maybe the blue people exist in real modern day New York, and the A3G New York is some parallel bizarro universe.  Every once in a while, they run into each other and the real New Yorkers can't head bobble fast enough.

Hooey

Okay, so I have not been keeping up with A3G lately. My bad. I will, however, come out of my meditative slumber mid-hurricane to comment on this strip. Margo, girl, keep those thoughts in that pretty little head of yours! The blue zombie hoard that surrounds you can hear what you're saying, and they are laughing! Also, this is New York, you can NOT say the word "hooey" unless you're being ironic.

3J

Whatever, I can't even focus on whatever boring argument these two are having today because I'm so upset about Taser Lady. What the heck! I can't believe the best character in the entire strip (and there is no question of this) is disposed of so unceremoniously. They didn't even have a farewell party or anything! I've got to guess they're planning a spin-off strip for Taser Lady.

Anyway. Farewell, TL. You probably have more to taser in Florida anyway. Like gators!

October Surprise!

Saturday, October 20th

I really wasn't expecting an Evan kiss to have the power to transport the two of them into the corona of the Sun bathed in radiance.  I just didn't think he had it in him.

Monday, October 22nd

 

How did you get in the building?  Doesn't that doorman do anything all day?  Margo can go two weeks without communication from her biggest client?  You'd think she'd at least want to have a current address so that her huge staff can send out the enormous bills she's probably chargin.

Tuesday, October 23rd

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!  Taser lady is taking her 50,000 volts of justice to Boca Raton?  Will the taser even function correctly in that humidity?  She might also be able to use it as a portable defibrillator on Bingo nights/early bird specials though.

What Just Happened Here??

Gotta say, I'm with Evan on this one! Even he's surprised that Margo has any interest in him. That is legit shocking. It must be the booze. And what's Margo doing hanging around waiting for Evan anyway? She's his meal ticket, not the other way around! And anyway can't she shimmy around in that purple blazer and get any guy at the party to buy her dinner? But then, wait, how did they go from swinging WOBA party to some bland-o apartment?

Oh, Honey...

We already knew Margo was a bad person, and suspected that she wasn't very good at her job... but wow, Skyler has low self-esteem. Grateful to be the client of someone who, it seems, has no big clients to speak of and treats the few she has like crap? Oh, honey.

Ohhhh, honey. Yeah, not only does she allow Margo to walk all over her, but apparently all it takes is a few well-place compliments and she's all over Evan. Evan, of all people. Well, maybe he gave her a really good neck massage...

It Feels LIke A Lie

Didn't Evan just ask her to go to a bunch of events?  Isn't that what celebrities typically spend all their non-movie filming time doing?  It's not like he's asking you to endorse Mexican diet pills or something.  You're going to get eaten alive in this business, Skyler.  I love Margo's dog-like hearing for sycophantic compliments. 

Cheap and Obvious

Skyler, baby. If you have qualms with "cheap and obvious," you might have trouble acting in "the blockbuster movie of the year" you almost nabbed the lead for. Presuming we are talking about the blockbuster movie of next year, what have we got lined up? The Smurfs 2? The Hangover 3? Another Wolverine movie? I'm guessing it's probably not going to be King Lear 3D.

And watch out, because they're probably going to make your dye your hair and change your look. I hope you're prepared for that.

Expecting

What to expect when you're expecting: a younger, childless woman will want your job, and probably get it.

Why Me?

Ooh, yay! It's Skyler Roan! The one who convinced Evan she was signed for the biggest blockbuster of the year (The Avengers?) without letting him see her contract! We can tell she's a sexy starlet because, guys, she's wearing a scoop neck.

Flattering Machine

Evan is like some kind of obsequious robot. "Flattery mode activated. Acquiring target... Evaluating target's worth..... Error: target unknown.... Flattery sequence: compliment hair then proceed to locate famous target...."

But seriously, I hope it turns out that this girl is someone from Evan's past who could destroy him, because that would be fun.

At the Awards Show...

I wish I had Margo's knack for turning straightforward conversation into an opportunity for obligatory compliments. See, what I would've said in this situation would be, "Ugh, I had to spend all that time finding just the right shade of green, and now I'm at a party stuck in a blazer like a giant square. Luckily everyone at this party is from a 1950's health video, so we should fade right in. Uh nice tie Evan." Then again, I'd be mad I missed the awards.

Apartment 8Z

 

The professor's hand in the last panel is creeping me out a little bit.  Is that supposed to be a friendly pat?  That's more of a strong fondle/desperate clutching.  Greg isn't complaining though, so I guess I shouldn't let it bother me.

I really, really, really hope that the co-op board is Lu Ann, Margo, Taser Lady and the Professor, with Tommie as the official co-op board stenographer.  Lu Ann will be all swoony during the vote and will have to take a two day bath afterwards to cool down her lust.  Taser Lady will be a bit aloof at first, her heart ensconced behind a force field of 50,000 volts, but Greg's charm and boy next door looks will break through.  The Professor is a solid yes.  That will leave Margo, furious, as the only nay vote.  Greg will push all her buttons.

Real Estate

Now, this certainly may be ignorance on my part, but what is Greg's agent doing? Anything? He's got no hook ups, no connections for Greg in New York? He hasn't even given Greg a clue where he should locate in New York? Has Greg been staying in a $240/night hotel room the past month or so? What is going on.

Oh my gosh! How could I let myself get distracted by Greg's inept agent without commenting first on Greg's awesome line, "Easy is what I'm looking for!"? Greg.... I'm so glad you're a part of this strip.

Moving on Up!

I can't stop staring at the Professor in the last panel, where it appears Frank forgot to draw eyelids on his right eye.  It reminds me of Mad Eye Moody's magical eye from Harry Potter.  I wonder if it has similar powers, and can see through the wall into 3-G where Lu Ann is still in the bath mooning over Greg in a tepid pool of her own filth.

So do you think the Professor is leaving for good or will it be a convenient sub-let to allow Greg maximum interaction with Lu Ann and Margo for a few months only to disappear forever, just like Aunt Iris.  Whatever happened to that piano?

Afraid So

Well, this story has taken a somewhat snoozy turn! Greg goes out for unspecified take out, he bumps into the Professor calls him out for liking "this food" (whatever that means), and then he describes being spurned by Margo in a way no young person ever would. Seriously, "rebuffed"?? That IS putting it mildly. You got shut down, son!

Actually, everyone in this strip kind of talks in the same stilted, somewhat chilly manner (with the occasional whiff of old slang). I guess that's hard to avoid in speech bubbles. Still, I would love if they introduced a younger character that just curses all the time. Just putting it out there, Team 3G!

Battle of the Blands

Wow, when you see them this close together, there's really not much of a difference style-wise between handsome cool actor Greg and icky manservant Evan. Sure, Evan's blue sport jacket is a little less green, and Greg refuses to tuck his shirt collar in cause he's a rebel, but--I'm sorry, have we harped on the male homogeneity in this strip enough already?

Okay then, I like how Margo's eyes return to their true state (cunning, calculating snake eyes) as soon as her veil of professionalism has been lowered. "Oh ho ho, thanks for coming in Greg, but I'm a little busy here with the neck rub and everything, we'll talk later, bye! ........masssssseusssse, you may continue. Sssssstart with the lower back."

So Many Questions

Is Greg saying that because he thinks that he caught Margo and Evan consumating their illicit interoffice relationship, or because he's finally realized that Margo doesn't require food, only fresh human souls as nourishment?

So is this going to be some sort of love triangle?  Plus Evan, who may be manipulating Margo as part of some diabolical revenge scheme of his maiden aunt?  Does that make it a love parallelogram?  Or a triangle with a weird dot giving it an inappropriate neck massage for unknown reasons...

Dignity

Margo is not blushing, and has never looked less flustered in my opinion. And why should she? This is a place of business. Business, and tender neck massages.

Question: if you had just received a tender neck massage from a subordinate within and one of your only clients walked in on you two, would it be easier or harder to maintain your dignity if said subordinate suddenly disappeared into thin air?