The snorting legume rode into town, pulled up in front of the saloon, swung down from the saddle, hitched its pony, Old Sour Eyes, to the rail, and clomped through the swinging doors into the bar. All activity ceased. Customers froze in place, staring at the snorting legume. The player piano player stopped playing the […]
Loon: Today’s celebrity ghost is some guy named Cezanne. I’ve got my three questions prepared. Are you ready, Cezanne? Cezanne: Oui. Loon: Now for the second question. Did you follow baseball at all over there in France? I know it was way early in baseball time, but did you? Cezanne: No. Loon: Finally, they tell […]
There should be something about this hillside – the view of Alcatraz, say, or the foghorns or the mossy smell of the planks beneath her feet – that would lead her back to her lost wonderland. Tales of the City novels, like Rice-a-Roni, are a San Francisco treat.
Not only did the great Eileen return to her clown car manufacturing duties, she did open that little surf shop in Hermosa as a sort of a kind of a kicky hobby. Dude, her boards rocked.
After shooting wrapped up on ‘The Bad Seed’, Eileen: a. opened a surf shop in Hermosa Beach, featuring boards designed by Heckert herself. b. took Patty McCormack tuna fishing on her trawler. c. moved to Spain and became a seamstress. d. climbed Mt. Whitney with five pound weights attached to her ankles. e. returned to […]
The loon’s walking stick transforms into a serpent from time to time, understandably alarming the loon. With hasty use of his cell phone, he captured this image of the stick serpent’s mid-section as it slithered away. Following this shock, the loon repaired to his domicile, where he placed a cold compress on his forehead.
The loon was subjected to a body scan by this triffid before he was allowed to tour the underground triffid nerve center. What he witnessed there he promised not to reveal. Therefore, his lips are sealed. However, were you to search his eyes, you might note a gleam of fear residing there.
Loon: I have happily been selected by the powers that be to direct 3 questions to the shades of several celebrated persons. First I am delighted to welcome that former man about town and all around cool guy, Albert Einstein. Al, first let me ask you, what is your favorite color? Albert Einstein’s Ghost: Green […]
But the Dark Ages that are to come will cover the whole world in a single pall; there will be neither escape nor sanctuary, save such as are too secret to be found or too humble to be noticed. Lost Horizon – 1933
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5 of 5 stars to The Great Train Robbery by Michael Crichton goodreads.com/review/show/55…
