His name was Robin, because all of the pumpkins in the patch were named after things they saw around them. Robin grew in the same row as Sparrow, Clover, Crow, Mouse, Sunshine, and Man With Big Boots. They all grew in a patch behind a castle, and were well taken care of until autumn cameContinue reading “MIDWEEK FICTION: The Pumpkin That Wouldn’t Be Spiced”
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LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 30
Before Matt could decide whether it would be worse for the elevator to get stuck for six to eight hours or just crash to the bottom, ending all suspense, they had reached the lobby. Ada. Who had spent the trip considering her ponytail in the mirrored walls of the car, glanced at his glowerContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 30”
Hazards of the She-Driver
As you may recall from our last thrilling episode, we were discussing the Women Driver Joke. I was noting that there are mighty few traces of that sort of traditional male humor among my inventory of comic postcards. In fact, in THAT column, I showed how many early cards I have which show perfectlyContinue reading “Hazards of the She-Driver”
The Woman at the Wheel
After the wave of popular applause for the column posted hereintofore on the history of the Mother-in-law Joke (did I say “wave”? I meant “trickle”. Okay, maybe a comment from one drip.) I thought we might consider the postcard history of a younger old joke. We are going to consider Women Drivers. ThisContinue reading “The Woman at the Wheel”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER. Chapter 28
Ada Silberwetter had obviously dressed in a hurry. Her hair was caught up behind in a ponytail and the soft pink knit pantsuit she wore was nearly decent. It was perhaps a touch too tight; the top was straining against the row of little plastic chains that held it together in front, but forContinue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER. Chapter 28”
Brainstorms…and Drizzles
When my age was still in single digits, a time shrouded in mystery because we had only just invented numbers, I had to figure things out by myself. This COULD be attributed to intellectual curiosity: I was an omnivorous reader, characterized by some as “precocious”, some as “gifted” and some as “smart-aleck” (to putContinue reading “Brainstorms…and Drizzles”
Beverage Sauce – Today and Yesterday
Life goes on teaching me things when I least expect it, which is Life’s normal teaching method. A couple of days ago I encountered the phrase “beverage sauce”. This is not a new phrase; perhaps you knew about it. This is a serum, or potion, or what-have-you, which can, in this case, beContinue reading “Beverage Sauce – Today and Yesterday”
LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 27
Matt was still worrying about it when he reached the bus stop. “It’s not that I don’t want to eat with you,” he said to himself and/or Carleton Nairn. “But I have an appointment.” People eased out of the bus shelter as he walked in. They did not hurry, nor did they dawdle. Continue reading “LIKE A MIGHTY QUONKER, Chapter 27”
FICTION FRIDAY: There and Back Again
“This is the shop with the magic devices and legendary weapons for heroes of quests?” “I don’t insist on heroes, sir. Just customers.” “You would give magic weapons to a grim lord of evil?” “No, sir, Sell them.” “Well, that’s your business. Do you have time travel rings?” “Well,Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: There and Back Again”
If You Don’t Ask….
Along about 1904, that is, just before the first Golden Age of postcards, an author published a novel featuring a heroine who was looking for a man. The book gained some notoriety (and sales) because she was not looking for a good husband, a good provider, or a good father for her children. TheContinue reading “If You Don’t Ask….”
