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It's time to bid a fond farewell to Georgie's "Dear Georgie" Advice Column...

Well, everybody. I guess this is it. My final "Dear Georgie" advice column. I don't remember how many years I've been doing this, but it seems like a long time.

And if you're sad to see it go (as I'm sure most everybody is grieving over this whole thing, probably a lot), try to take heart that, starting next week, I'll bee offering my first Review in my new column, "At The Movies with Georgie Bee". I'm sure everyone will enjoy that - plus I get THREE pounds of honey for every review, so that's a good thing. (I never knew that movie & TV critics earned more than Advice Columnists, but I guess it makes sense.

Anyway. Hope you enjoy my final "Dear Georgie" offering!

Okay then. I hope everybody has a blazingly unforgettable weekend!


Georgie must bee SUPER buzzy today...

Well, I know this sounds weird, but for an amazingly long list of reasons, I really can't take the time to tell you what's going on today. But I will fill you in on Monday.

But beefore I go ... remember that TOMORROW, my very last "Dear Georgie" column will bee published . . . then I'm on to my new career as a Movie and TV Reviewer!

Okay then! I hope everybody has a pleasingly superior day! I'll see ya' on Monday!

The "Dear Georgie" column will soon bee no more? Say it isn't so!

So, I buzzed in to talk to my Editor about maybee getting some free publicity for our upcoming production of “The Bee Society: The Musical”. (Yeah, Rudy came back over yesterday, sounding all excited that we could actually do a Stage Production during this Hot Season.)
“We have the finanthing - you, and we have a thcript, tho why not? Leth do it!” he said.

So we’re gonna do that.

Anyway, my Editor told me that, considering all the circulation I’ve helped build with my “Dear Georgie” column, he’d bee willing to give us a 5% discount. That’s very generous of him. Kinda.

I told him I’d bee back with the print ads as soon as they were ready to go. (Pablo in the Hive is helping us with the design - and he’s gonna use my portrait by Pierre LaBoof as a central feature.) I’m so excited.

I was about to leave my Editor’s office when he said, “Oh, by the way, Georgie, I need to inform you of something.”
“Yes?” I asked.
“Well, as it turns out, I’ve decided to - at least for now, mind you - stop publishing your ‘Dear Georgie’ column. This next Friday will bee your last week on that.”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Geeeeeeeze. First you tell me my Advice Column brought in a bunch of honey, then you wanna stop publishing it? Why??”
“Well,” he said, “it seems that we’ve been getting complaints that you charge too much honey for, well, your ‘advice’.”
“it probably doesn’t matter, then, that I was thinking of raising my prices for my advice, right?” I asked.
“Right,” he said.

I asked him if this meant I was out of a job, but he said, “No, no, no…not at all!”
“WHAT, then?” I asked. Then he told me.

“You, Georgie, are to bee our first-ever Reviewer of Human Films and Television. You like watching Human TV and movies, right?”
“I guess, yeah, sometimes, usually, most of the time, kinda,” I said.
“Good, then. It’s settled. Starting on July 3rd, we will bee publishing the first edition of ‘Georgie at the Movies’. I’m sure it’s going to bee a hit. Now please leave, I’m very buzzy.”

So I did that.

I guess I’m a Reviewer now. I’ve never done that beefore, but at least I still have my job.

I’m gonna go start researching How to Bee a Reviewer now, then figure out what I’m gonna review first. Also, I need to figure out how I can sneak into the movie theatres with the Humans. (I’ve heard ticket prices are outrageous these days.)

Okay then! I hope everybody has a magnificently astounding day!

I’ll see ya’ later!

Apparently, Georgie's internal time clock hasn't reset since his visit to Paris...

You know, every since I got back from Paris, I've felt like going to bed for the night a 2:00 in the afternoon. That's just weird. And right now, I feel as if I should bee starting to get ready for supper. I must have been influenced a lot more by French culture than I thought.

So Rudy Bee came over, along with a few other friends, to see my portrait that Pierre LaBoof did for me.
"That," he said, "ith exthquithite! It even lookth like you. You look very dathing in that beret."
"Why, thank you, Rudy," I said. Then I had this great idea: we can use that picture of me for all the posters advertising Rudy's and my production of "The Bee Society: The Musical". So I mentioned that idea to him.

"Muthical? What muthical?" he asked.
"The Musical we're producing, remember? The musical stage production based on my first book?"
Rudy paused for a moment then said, "Oh yeth. I remember. The Muthical. You really thought we were produthing a muthical?"
"Well YEAH," I said. "Geeeeeze. Don'tcha' remember all the talent and equipment and stuff we got together and the ... oh geeeeeeze. Are you starting to forget things, Rudy?"
"No. Not at all. My memory ith thuperb. But evidently, I need to tell you thomething."
"What?" I asked.
"Well, the truth ith, all that thtuff about produthing a muthical wath jutht a ploy. We were jutht putting together that thurprith Annibirthary Party for you, tho we pretended to bee doing a muthical tho you wouldn't get thuthpithious."
"So the musical was just a big lie so you can plan a surprise party for me?"
"Yeth. I hope you're not upthet."

Well, yes, I am kinda upset. I was looking forward to having the story of my life as a bee spread out on a big stage in song, dance and dramatic interludes, but now it appears I was only getting excited about a party I didn't know about.
And what's even more aggravating is that I paid for the whole thing.

Geeeeeeeeeze. Who in the world has to pay for their own Surprise Annibirthary Party, I ask you? I guess I do. Or did.

I told Rudy and everybody else that I needed to bee alone for awhile to absorb this news, so they left and I spent the rest of the day trying to get over the disappointment of this whole thing. I figured by the time I got back from Paris, the production would almost bee ready to go and Opening Night would bee sometime this week. But no.

The more I thought about it, though, the more I thought that - since I paid for what I thought was a musical - we're GONNA do a musical. Right after I finish supper here, I'm gonna go over to the Hive and speak to Rudy about all this and inform him that, in light of my generous investment of honey, we should absolutely go ahead with the production of "The Bee Society: The Musical".

I know it will bee a hit.

Anyway. I'm hungry so I'm gonna go eat.

I hope everybody has a remarkably superlative day! I'll see ya' later!

Georgie has returned from Paris (France)...and the new Hot Season has officially beegun!

When you think about it, the only thing we really need in life is nectar, water, honey and Mondays! Today, I have absolutely everything I need!

SO, it's nice to bee back home in my own, little boot box. ButterCup and I had a great trip to Paris (that's in France), but there's nothing better than your own, wee bee bed, is there?

While we were there, we were buzzing past a whole bunch of artists who were showing their paintings and drawings and stuff. There was one, particular artist who happened to notice us. Fortunately, he spoke English, and managed to get our attention.
"Mssr.!" he said. "Mssr., I MUST do zee portrait of you. I do you zay... Immortalize you! Zere is poetry in your face and I must capture it for all of ze eternity! It will bee my MASTERPIECE! Will you bee zo kind to zit for me?"

How could I say no? So I did that.
Not only did he immortalise me, but he also included that really huge TV Antenna Tower that everybody in Paris seems so proud of. So that's cool.

Now, I have an ORIGINAL, signed masterpiece from that world-famous French artist, Pierre LaBoof, hanging on my living room wall. I think it's a pretty good likeness, though it seems he may have made my mouthparts too big. But, as I think we all know, Pierre LaBoof is a true genius and it was an honour to have my portrait done by him. (He told me, after he was finished, that he only consents to doing 20-30 portraits a day, so that makes this Masterpiece all the more valuable.)

Anyway. I couldn't help but notice that since we got back, the Hot Season has officially arrived ... and WOW is it HOT. It's way too hot to bee hanging around outside, so I'm gonna spend the day inside, where it's cooler. The last thing I need today is to suffer a heat stroke, ya' know?

Okay then. I hope everybody has an unforgettably mesmerising day!

I'll see ya' later!

Daddy's Day Party?

I don't get this. Queen Bee threw a big party for all the Daddys in the Hive. For some reason, nobody showed up. Geeeeeeeze. How rude.

Still, I kinda get the feeling that about as many drones showed up as she expected to, which is probably she only had one, festive and refreshing Nectar Beverage available. It was for her. (It even had a bendy straw and an umbrella. It looked delicious.)

I'm just gonna say this: I think maybee except for Black Widow Spiders and a few other people, we honeybees seem to have the most non-attended Daddy's Day Parties of just about any species.I say that, beecause Queen Bee pulled this last year, too. (Personally, I think it's just a way for the Old Girl to throw a party for herself. But don't tell her I said that.)

Okay, I just thought I'd mention this. Okay then. See ya' tomorrow!

PS: Happy First Day of the New HOT Season!

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