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The Unexpected Cow

In our last dissertation in this space, we considered the image of the placid milk cow, and how postcard artists revealed a darker side, showing rebelliousness of which city folk had never herd. (No, I will NOT apologize. You knew what blog this was when you clicked on it. This time, we willContinue reading “The Unexpected Cow”

Dairy Daily

We all have those days. Even if we LIKE our job, it can weigh down on our nerves and seem, suddenly, too much to ask of an intelligent being. Even I, marzipan meatloaf, who live the thrilling, glamorous life of a blogger, have been known to wish I had a simpler way of makingContinue reading “Dairy Daily”

Unsleeping Beauty: Dimity

When Sleeping Beauty pricked her finger on the spindle and fell asleep, everyone else in the castle fell asleep, too. A thorny bush grew high all around the castle so that no one could get in except one very daring prince, a hundred years later. Now, the country could hardly run by itselfContinue reading “Unsleeping Beauty: Dimity”

Shins of Our Ancestors

There are those who yearn for the good old days. They give assorted reasons: prices were lower, people were more civil, there were not electronic devices beeping at us to tell us that a friend has uploaded another video of her performing bunny to TikTok. But there is a frequent refrain to all ofContinue reading “Shins of Our Ancestors”

That’s Today?

Yes, oh eager blogwatchers, today is Valentine’s Day: a day of romance and/or chocolate and/or jewelry and/or cigars and/or…has anybody done a checklist Valentine, offering the recipient a list of things they can wish for? I have the sentiment for the inside already: “All you’re going to GET is this card, but it doesn’tContinue reading “That’s Today?”

Screen Scrooges: And The End Of It All

Scrooge was better than his word. He did it all, and infinitely more; and to Tiny Tim, who did NOT die, he was a second father. He became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man, as the good old city ever knew, or any other good old city,Continue reading “Screen Scrooges: And The End Of It All”

Busy Fishiness

Wedged as we are between the death of the last lingering New Year’s resolutions and the start of Lent, I meandered through a bit of James Branch Cabell, an author my grandfather read but tried to keep me from reading. His reputation for elegant naughtiness was well-deserved, and he would find no shortage ofContinue reading “Busy Fishiness”

Looks Fishy

Three years ago or thereabouts, we considered in this space the nightmare possibility of an alien civilization coming to earth years hence and finding little that remains of our culture but boxes and boxes of someone’s stock of old postcards. The nightmare, of course, would be that the columns found in this space wouldContinue reading “Looks Fishy”

Screen Scrooges: December the 26th

But he was early at the office next morning. Oh, he was early there. If he could only be there first, and catch Bob Cratchit coming late! That was the thing he had set his heart upon. And he did it: yes, he did! The clock struck nine. No Bob. A quarter past. Continue reading “Screen Scrooges: December the 26th”

Fine Things

Nostalgia Time: In 1991, I was able to sell an article on what I deemed, watching Saturday morning cartoons (nostalgia for some other time) were the dumbest new toys being slung at us for the holiday buying season. This was fun (it was headlined by Baby Magic Potty, after all) and I produced oneContinue reading “Fine Things”