Tuesday, May 19, 2015

We've Moved (to MarcyVeryMuch.com)


Art by Yoko Tanji


Marcy and Cynthia:  Woo Hoo! Marcy Very Much has moved!

We are so excited to show off our new site!

Please find us at MarcyVeryMuch.com

*And, if you are an email subscriber, please resubscribe on the new site! Thank you!!

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Thursday, May 7, 2015

Pardon Our Dust


Oje Beautiful Muell by Oleksandr Hnatenkoam 



Cynthia walks into the office. Marcy is at the computer. She's deleting the entire blog.

Cynthia (screaming):  Marcy! Stop! Stop! Stop!

Marcy:  No!

Cynthia:  Why?!

Marcy:  I'm sick of this. I'm bored. I've been telling you for over a year to update Marcy Very Much.

Cynthia:  But I like Blogspot. It's easy. And girly. And... easy.

Marcy:  You've got to take a chance. Poop outside the box once in a while.

Marcy continues deleting with abandon.

Cynthia:  Argghhhhhh.... I'm scared. WordPress is daunting.

Marcy:  So what. You'll learn it. Plus, we'll have a grid setup and hot pink accents and it will look so fab and mod!

Penelope Kitten rushes around in a panic.

penelope kitten:  i wanna come.

Cynthia:  Of course you're coming with us.

penelope kitten:  marcy says no.

Cynthia:  What?

Marcy:  She's not coming. No way.

penelope kitten (wailing):  i don't wanna be left behind.

Cynthia:  Penelope. Chill out. You're coming with us no matter what. Now let's see what Marcy has set up for us over at WordPress.

Marcy:  Oh.  Ummm... Yeah... so I haven't gotten that far. Give me a few weeks days. I'm still trying to figure out the password issue.

Cynthia looks stricken.

penelope kitten:  i'll call my friend. he'll help.

Penelope Kitten texts Business Cat.


Business Cat



penelope kitten:  business cat says no prob.  he'll have us up by monday.



*See you all on Monday (or maybe Tuesday) for the launch of our blog redesign!

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Tuesday, May 5, 2015

So Basic In My Ballet Flats




Cynthia:  Hey Marcy! Did you hear? Ballet flats are considered "basic" in the fashion world. So cool! I love a good basic and ballet flats are my fave.

Marcy:  I do not have good news for you.

Cynthia:  Oh I only want to hear good news while I'm wearing my ballet flats. Which, by the way, were $13.98. On sale.  At Target.

Cynthia does a little soft-shoe sale shuffle in her ballet flats.




Marcy:  I am sorry to inform you that in today's lexicon, the word "basic" is used to describe people and things that are "uncool" and "unoriginal".

Cynthia stops dancing and looks crestfallen.

Cynthia:  That's so unkind. Who says that?

Marcy:  The young people.

Cynthia (shaking her head):  The young people are so mean to each other.

Cynthia thinks for a moment.

Cynthia:  I'm wearing them anyway. I love them and as usual, I don't care what anyone says.




Marcy:  Okay then. Just stay away from certain Lucky Magazine editors, that girl from Man Repeller, and any of the researchers from eBay.

Cynthia:  Researchers from eBay?!

Marcy:  Yes. They recently did a study in which 64% of respondents said that women who wear ballet flats are probably boring.

Cynthia becomes so angry she starts taking off her clothes.

Marcy:  What are you doing?

Cynthia:  Well, clearly I have to run around the block naked in my ballet shoes.

Marcy (alarmed):  Really?

Cynthia (manically):  Ha. Now that's not boring!


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Thursday, April 30, 2015

Cat Noir


Photo by Cynthia Mance using the Hello Camera App


                                 "I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat."
                                                     - Edgar Allen Poe  


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Cynthia:  Sigh... writer's block is no fun. There's nothing worse than a blank screen staring you in the face and ... mocking your inability to think or write a single original thoughtful thought.

Marcy (darkly):  I can think of worse things.

Cynthia: Well, yes, technically speaking, of course... there are much much much worse things.

Marcy:  Or maybe not.

Cynthia:  What do you mean?

Marcy (mysteriously):  You know what I mean.

Cynthia:  No. I don't.

Marcy (even more mysteriously):  I think you do.

Cynthia:  What, Marcy?!

Penelope Kitten walks sadly into the room.

Marcy (forebodingly):  Penelope knows.

penelope kitten morosely shakes her head.

penelope kitten:  we're doomed.

Cynthia:  Penelope! What?!

penelope kitten:  so doomed.

Cynthia:  You two are freaking me out! What, already?!

Marcy and Penelope Kitten lead Cynthia into the kitchen.

They stare forlornly at the empty food bowls.

Marcy:  How long have they been in this state, Penelope?

penelope kitten (despondently):  ten.

Marcy (stoically):  Ten. Ten whole minutes.

Cynthia (impatiently):  Are you kidding me?

Marcy's and Penelope Kitten's eyes well up with tears.

Cynthia: That's it. You two drive me crazy. I don't know what Edgar Allen Poe was talking about. Cats are NOT mysterious. Cats are straight up insane.

Cynthia briskly pours food into the food bowls and stomps off to resume letting a blank screen mock her inability to think or write an original thoughtful thought.

Marcy and Penelope Kitten happily munch away.


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