THE DILIGENT FOAL

July 31, 2013
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The diligent foal cross-referenced all of the invitations, putting a neat checkmark in her binder by each name before making the short journey to the post office, where she handed the neat stack of envelopes to the clerk and purchased 2 sheets of ‘forever’ stamps. She then crossed the street to return the pen she […]

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HIKE DIP

July 30, 2013
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Hike this path to take a dip in that swimmin’ hole.

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MAKING A STATEMENT

July 29, 2013
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A SENTENCE BY SUSAN COOLIDGE

July 27, 2013

She lived in the town of Burnet, which wasn’t a very big town, but was growing as fast as it knew how. Thus in a narrative voice of gentle whimsy is the book, What Kay Did, written.

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THE BEATRIX POTTER KWIZ ANSWER

July 26, 2013

First she sharpened her favorite knife. Then she recited ‘The Wreck of the Hesperus’ while preparing lunch.

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THE BEATRIX POTTER KWIZ

July 25, 2013

Just moments after this picture was taken, Beatrix Potter: a. flung the wretched creature out the window. b. found and adopted an albino otter. c. prepared lunch. d. recited ‘The Wreck of the Hesperus’. e. sharpened her favorite knife.

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RHINOPLASTY

July 24, 2013

rhinoplasty – what you scrape up after a rhino runs full tilt into a shredder.

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THE BRAIN OF CALVIN DORN

July 23, 2013
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The brain of Calvin Dorn slipped quietly along the hall to the fire exit. It zigged and zagged down the escape and dropped to the alley. It clothed itself in garments it had hidden in the trash bin. A vision in wrap-around shades, a stylish beret, bold red military jacket, green pantaloons, and tall scrolled […]

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THE HORDE GATHERS

July 22, 2013

‘We attack at dawn? Is that what he said? Really? Dawn? I’ve got a lot of laundry to do. I don’t think I can make it. Best of luck, though.’

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BANAL INTERVIEWS WITH CELEBRITY GHOSTS – RASPUTIN

July 21, 2013

Loon: For our 3 question interview today, I welcome the ghost of some kind of mystic or something. I’m not all that clear. Any way, that’s quite a beard you’ve got there, sir. Does it itch? Rasputin’s ghost: Give me cake. Loon: Cake? I don’t have any cake. Would stale bread do? Rasputin’s ghost: CAKE! […]

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