DUEL
June 6, 2010
“En garde,” said the sprinkler to the rainbow, and they fought until they were maimed into bleeding bits of hamburger.
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A SENTENCE BY JOSEPH HELLER
June 5, 2010
One was on fire, and flapped lamely off by itself, billowing gigantically like a monstrous blood-red star.
Catch 22, a great novel, unique, funny, odd, and serious as Hell, it’s one of the select few on my shelf of Read and Read Again and Again.
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CARTOON FRIDAY 53
June 4, 2010
SONGS NEVER WRITTEN
June 3, 2010
When It’s Laundry Stabbing Time in Pennsylvania
I Love the Sounds of Tugboats in Her Hair
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THE FOOD CHAIN KWIZ
June 2, 2010
A food chain is:
a. a chain made out of food.
b. one way to skin a cat.
c. unable to impersonate celebrities.
d. the best way to describe Charles Dickens.
e. extremely unpopular with the ladies.
f. melancholy, baby.
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THE MEAT INSPECTOR CONFESSES
June 1, 2010
“What tends to make me laugh makes other people eye me warily,” said the troubled meat inspector to an assembly of his favorite teapots. Then he laughed uproariously. His psychiatrist eyed him warily.
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KENNETH BIGALOW’S HEART
May 31, 2010
Kenneth Bigalow’s restless heart rambled throughout his body, never stopping for more than an hour in any one place. Naturally, he went to the doctor.
After completing the examination, the doctor said, “Mr. Bigalow, you’ve got a severe case of restless heart syndrome.”
“What should I do about it?” asked Kenneth Bigalow.
“You might become an optometrist,” suggested the doctor.
“Will that really help?” asked Kenneth Bigalow.
“It couldn’t hurt,” replied the doctor, and he then hit Kenneth Bigalow over the head with a rubber chicken.
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PLAYING WITH CLOUDS
May 30, 2010
The loon has been pondering and working on those clouds in the painting on the right for weeks. The blurry phone photo gives a washed out vague idea of the satisfactory result. (The painting is of a meadow in the high country of Yosemite.)
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A SENTENCE BY MARY SHELLEY
May 29, 2010
My heart was fashioned to be susceptible of love and sympathy; and, when wrenched by misery to vice and hatred, it did not endure the violence of the change, without torture such as you cannot even imagine.
These words never tumbled from Boris Karloff’s lips while he played Frankenstein’s monster, did they? The monster, as written by Shelley, was quite the cerebral creature.
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CARTOON FRIDAY 52
May 28, 2010
“I tell you, Eddie, this kid’s got what it takes. Plenty of dough and the willingness to hand it over to me.”
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