Crazy Talk

"A stable job?!  A permanent stake in Manhattan real estate?!?  Aren't you listening Margo?  No one would want those things!"

What's the Big?

Jeez, Lu Ann, what are you, trying to sell the apartment this morning? Do you really need to have this conversation right this second? Calling Margo a million times and then busting into her identically decorated office is probably not the right way to kickoff this conversation, and may result in a big deal and/or drama.

Margo Looms

"Whelp, I'm off to the hospital for a triple graveyard shift.  Definitely won't be home for dinner tonight when you have to tell Margo your plan to break the financial contract you have with her and disappear forever.  I'm sure it will be fine though, Margo's been so calm and understanding lately."

On an unrelated note, did they change the lampshades to mauve?

Upset

Thursday June 25, 2015

 Friday June 26, 2015

Okay, so a little more exposition on Lu Ann's future plans: she will NOT be staying in New York, which overturns the theory that she will bum around/hook/live in squalor until Margo takes her back. Barking Monkey's theory that Margo will have a complete breakdown and Lu Ann will stay to help her through the tough times makes the most sense to me, which doesn't mean it will happen, but at least it would create a tidy (if impermanent) reason why Lu Ann can't leave the apartment, no one can leave the apartment, no one can ever ever leave.

Meanwhile, doesn't Tommie look DEVASTATED by this news? She's already thinking about setting up a home gym in Lu Ann's room, I guarantee it.

Something Planned

Tuesday June 23, 2015

Wednesday June 24, 2015

Tommie's getting emotional. I think she's probably had this exact conversation before with Lily. Hint: it ended with Lily running into the woods and not going back to school for nursing.

Seriously, where are we going with this? Theories, in order of likeliness:

1. Lu Ann escapes to SOUTH DAKOTA!! to spend more time with her intolerable family and that Cody fellow
2. Lu Ann leaves but comes right back after an interlude of living on the streets/hooking/meeting a bum with a heart of gold
3. Lu Ann actually does leave, as part of a long, orchestrated goodbye to the strip, which will be retired at the end of the year
4. Lu Ann was deemed to be too similar to Tommie, so she gets replaced with a new ethnically diverse roommate: Keisha from the Magic Attic Club!

Whaddya think?

Having a Thing

"I thought you and the hotel guy were having a thing," and other things human women would almost say to each other. "You thought we were doing an affair? Come on! You've got to be putting a joke on me!"

Ch-ch-ch-changes

Turn and face the strange. So apparently, Lu Ann needs a change.  From whatever it is that she's been doing for the last year.  I can't believe that Lu Ann co-owns this joint.  I mean Margo is more than capable at exploiting her human capital for maximum profit, so she's probably loaded.  Tommie may be working triple shifts in the NICU so she's rolling in the OT.  But Lu Ann?  She's a struggling squiggle artist.

I Want To Sell

Ooh. A new challenge to stasis.

Marrying out of the apartment didn't work (twice), moving to SOUTH DAKOTA!! didn't work, mysteriously hitting the road with new-found birth mother Ruby for a five-month tour that no one talked about didn't work.

So, let's try something else! How about selling your share of the apartment building that I guess you co-own? There's no way Margo will let you live here without paying rent. This may be Lu Ann's craftiest plan for getting evicted yet.

OH?!

I really, really wanted to find something to say about this strip. I wanted to point out that Tommie was twisting her body into a physically impossible position in the first panel. I wanted to make some kind of snarky comment about her OH?! I wanted to mention that it looks like Tommie has been popping Xanax and maybe that's not appropriate for a NICU nurse.

But there is nothing I can say that's as ridiculous, insane, and hilarious as this strip on its own.

It's Inevitable

Things sure do change. Hairstyles grow out. Hotel rooms become apartments. Friends who used to seek your advice and commiseration now point to the door whenever you start talking.

But turtlenecks? Turtlenecks are always cool!

Quitting Time

OK, well I guess we at the blog super jumped the gun on the Lu Ann/Bald Guy relationship, but I'm not sure that we got off any easier with a potential "Lu Ann goes job hunting" story line.  I hope Tommie and Margo get Lu Ann's share of the rent in advance for the next few months.

Conflicted

What I'm conflicted about: whether it's morally permissible to satirize a comic strip where the pacing of the plot struggles to keep pace with a 90-year-old's drawings. (91 next week, happy birthday Frank! Who loves ya, baby!)

Seriously though, is Lu Ann supposed to be hung up on this bald guy she had two previous interactions with? And is he still in the hopartment or what? Did he go out the fire escape? Is he going to crawl out from under the shag carpeting once Tommie leaves?

Sudden Feelings

I agree with Tommie.  What are we talking about?  The bald guy?!?!  It's not the right time Lu Ann.  I can't pretend to care about you and Telly Savalas when I can barely keep my interest together for the Margo's stress rage/Gabby's wedding planning/poor psychic advice/return of Greg storyline.

Lu Ann, just go take a bath and then put your feelings into some squiggle art.

Not a Smidge

Let's skip job talk, since I'm not sure if you're employed or not and I don't want things to get awkward. How's romance? Any romance? Even a smidge of romance? I only ask because I saw a bald guy hiding in the hopartment and I want to get it sorted out as quickly as possible whether he's a love interest or a burglar.

Oh no!!

Sorry all, I definitely ducked out during Maggie's and Megan's trips... I've been going all Margo and working way too much and planning a wedding (thank goodness there are no psychics involved), so I just could not handle the increasingly surreal A3G goings-on. And while I still can't handle them, at least I don't have to think about them every day. Maggie and Megan please never leave me again.

ANYWAY, I see that today continues on the same "what in the ever living hell is going on" vein, and I'm still calling "Margo fever dream." Although new alternate theory - body snatchers. It would explain why absolutely nothing they are saying makes sense in the context of a human conversation.
"Here... I shall make you a vegetable dish ... human friend-roommate." And also why their faces have become even more malleable and frightening with each day...

Frankly, I'm Worried

Tuesday June 9, 2015

Wednesday June 10, 2015

Margo is hardly the first person to plan a wedding while holding down a full-time job. The real question to ask is not "can she do it?" but "did they even set a date for the damn thing?" I think they're planning this wedding on the same unconstrained time scale that everything else in this strip exists. I mean, the last decision that got made about the wedding, in February, was the venue. Which is basically where you start when planning a wedding. Also this story has been going since October.

Also, didn't Gabriella say at this point that her psychic is a famous wedding planner? I think Margo's off the hook if she wants to be. (Which she did for the first four months of this plot.)

At Work

Where's Margo? Where are WE? Cause last I checked, we were at "the hotel." If we did somehow transport back to A3G, I would keep an eye on Mike, who's probably casing the joint, or at least drinking milk straight from the carton and leaving the fridge door wide open.

P.S., Lu Ann, running around New York emotionally abusing celebrities who used to be clients-with-benefits does not count as "work." I can see where you'd be confused though. Since you're confused by everything.

Girl Talk

"Wow, very ill newborn babies...that sounds super interesting.  But..um...have you been verbally berated by Margo lately?"

Keeping Busy

Oh my god. I leave for vacation during the most eventful two weeks of the strip in months (the Margo-Greg confrontation! the return of Mike "Mr. Six" Downey!) and yet the day I return to blogging, Tommie returns to snooze everything up. THANKS, TOMMIE. It's like a never left.

(By the way, for those of you interested in my travels in Japan, I posted photos on Instagram: https://instagram.com/maggiemoros)

EDIT: I meant to say this when I originally posted (I blame jetlag for forgetting) but thank you all for keeping the commentary going in the posts! I actually read your comments before reading the strips and it got me really excited to catch up. Otherwise I might've milked my vacation from blogging through the weekend/month of June.

When Greg Met Margo (Again)

Sadly, no one was blogging during the epic Margo-Greg Showdown of '15, and the strips are lost to history, but here's a written summary of the confrontation:

Margo: Hello there, stranger.
Greg: I beg your pardon?
Margo: Don't play games, Greg. It doesn't suit you.
Greg: Margo??
Margo: Have you missed me, Greg?
Greg: It's lovely to see you, Margo. I've heard good things about your agency.
Margo: (blithely ignoring that he's no longer her client, I guess?) I'm the best in the business.
Greg: How have you been, Margo?
Margo: (delusional) Fit as a fiddle! Never better.
Greg: I'm glad to hear it.
Margo: Aren't you going to invite me to dinner Greg? There's a great little diner across town, Greg. (literally the only place she can think of)
Greg: Sounds like fun, Margo, but... I have to meet with my director. Maybe another time?
Margo: Don't patronize me!! Who do you think you are, Greg Cooper?! I could ruin you with a snap of my fingers!!
Greg: You don't mean that, Margo.
Margo: Wanna bet?!! Just try me!
Greg: I'm so sorry, Margo. You know I care--don't you Margo?
Margo: I know you're a creep, Greg. That's all I need to know! You said you loved me once. You lied then too!!
Greg: (his bony hand awkwardly messaging his temple) Margo, please... I've never lied to you, Margo!
Margo: Get lost, Greg! The last thing I need is a desperate actor with no talent!!. 
Greg: I have to go now, Margo, but I'll be back!
Margo: (slightly intrigued fish-lipped expression) Is that a threat?!
Greg: My feelings for you haven't changed, Margo.
Margo: Well, mine have changed, Greg! Go play with your so-called director and leave me alone!
Greg: Goodbye, Margo.