Antique postcards with cars tell us how different driving was, once upon a time. They take us back to when steering wheels were just replacing the tiller and all cars were reverse convertibles (you had to stop somewhere to put the roof ON.) Dusty ghosts of bygone rules rise from the past and weContinue reading “Auto Incorrect”
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DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXXV
Sheriff Parimat swept a hand down her little skirt as she stepped off the traveling square. It was a futile gesture. Nothing would make this wisp of uniform long enough. No one saluted or even nodded to her; this was the least-travelled corridor in the Rhododendron. Had it not been for the blueContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXXV”
A Tired Tale
In the middle of the last century, a number of postcard publishers decided to take arms against a major injustice. They, and their staff cartoonists, did their very best to draw the attention of the American public to thus social evil, hoping to provoke action on behalf of an overworked and underappreciated stalwart ofContinue reading “A Tired Tale”
SHORT STORY WEDNESDAY: Golden Opportunity
“What can I help you with today, sir?” “I need money, fast.” “I should warn you, sir, that the last person who attempted robbery here is now the stuffed mermaid you see on the wall over….” “I wasn’t going to try it. But can you sell me something that will makeContinue reading “SHORT STORY WEDNESDAY: Golden Opportunity”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXXIV
“He’s ripping her overalls off now. It’s a real pity you can’t see this.” The screen had been out of Nubry’s line of vision since the golden woman started dancing. His Imperial Worship had thoughtfully provided commentary on how her dancing became a general hugging, kissing, squeezing lovefest among the four prisoners, preoccupyingContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXXIV”
If It Sells, It Doesn’t Need To Make Sense
To be frank, I find it easier to believe that the world is painted on the inside of a massive cosmic eggshell than that, once upon a time, a bunch of devious authorities got together and decided “Let’s tell them the world is a slightly flattened sphere and see how long we can fakeContinue reading “If It Sells, It Doesn’t Need To Make Sense”
Layers of Tolerance
I do not write a food blog. I have mentioned this before. But I accidentally ran into a reservoir of “Live and Let Live” on the Interwebs, where the attitude has increasingly become “My way or you’re scum”. So it is merely from an astonished appreciation of this hidden well of empathy that IContinue reading “Layers of Tolerance”
DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXXIII
Was the drone so monotonous that you just couldn’t hear it after a while? Bott had no real hopes that the Emperor’s technicians might have overlooked that possibility. Dazzling geometric patterns of black and white continued to swirl past under his hands. Small, hard veins rippled along the surface of the tube withContinue reading “DRAGONSHELF AND THE DROVER XXXIII”
Sinking Sensation
Let’s talk household chores. I love ‘em, myself. I am constantly amazed by the number of other things I get done by simply thinking, “Well, it’s this or do the dishes.” Even as a child, though, I resented all the folktales which suggested that if men and women switched jobs, the women wouldContinue reading “Sinking Sensation”
Guilt-Edged Stationery
We have discussed this before, but one of the jobs postcards tried to handle for two or three generations was nagging people to write. It was a rule of etiquette at the time, you see. If I write you a letter, then the ball is in your court. Now you owe ME one. Continue reading “Guilt-Edged Stationery”
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