Once upon a time, there was a cow in a fairy tale. “What am I doing here?” she complained. “I don’t wear glass slippers, and I don’t have a basket of goodies for Grandma. I don’t believe I even have a Grandma. I can hardly trade myself for magic beans. If I could,Continue reading “QUAINTUPLETS: Yvonne and the Princess”
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FICTION FRIDAY: Those Old Piano Roll Blues
I need to get this off my chest. You’ll understand why. First off, despite all the rumors which have surrounded my discoveries in the pianowork of Wolfgang “Whiskey Pete” M’Cloud, I did NOT use some kind of computer magic on his recordings. I lack the skill even to come up with some ofContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Those Old Piano Roll Blues”
Covering Dishes
It has been some time since we meandered through Memory Kitchen, largely because this is NOT a food blog. But casseroles came up in an online chat, and this threw my mind back into the Iowa kitchen of my boy days. And I must break your heart at the outset. We never ateContinue reading “Covering Dishes”
QUAINTUPLETS: Strange Bread
Years gone, when folks ate fresh bread every day, despite a lack of electric bread machines and the Baker Do-Maker, the baking of that bread was vital to the community. Recipes and techniques were handed down from grandparents to grandchildren, and handed down again when those grandchildren had grandchildren of their own. Many ofContinue reading “QUAINTUPLETS: Strange Bread”
That Don Lock
It has been a while, so I thought we might revisit the new arrivals to my inventory which I would characterize as Ass Joke Postcards. Now, I realize the world has turned around a little, and that innocent three-letter word has a popular new meaning as “Something Bad”. So, no: these are not postcardsContinue reading “That Don Lock”
Midweek Fiction: Principles of Economy
“Mighty big nuggets thus time, sir.” “I know it. Just weigh ‘em out and give me scrip to take to the bank.” “Of course, sir. Your weekly delivery of gold has been the making of our establishment. My wife and I….” “Dadgum it!” “I’m sorry, sir. I keep forgetting.” Continue reading “Midweek Fiction: Principles of Economy”
Quaintuplets: Soapsuds, pt. 2
“Well, um, I, er, don’t dance very much.” Soapsuds waved a hand back toward the ballroom without looking. “One of those other ladies would probably make a much better partner.” “I’ve danced with most of them already. I have to dance with all the ladies, you see.” Soapsuds thought this was interesting,Continue reading “Quaintuplets: Soapsuds, pt. 2”
Three of the Culprits
This column frequently touts the work of postcard cartoonists Walter Wellman and Ray Walters, with occasional salutes to other people whose work is now easiest to find on fossilized tweets from the past. But the collections coming in to inventory over the past month or so have included the work of several artists weContinue reading “Three of the Culprits”
Pages of History
I realize I am a product of my time, and that time is passing. There is a down side to bragging about my ability to untangle a phone cord and other bygone skills: there are whole generations of people who do not know what life was like in that foreign country that is theContinue reading “Pages of History”
QUAINTUPLETS: Soapsuds, Pt. 1
In Slingtown, there lived a young woman named Slaughnir, but nobody called her that because nobody could pronounce it. Even her mother, who had found the name in a book, didn’t know what it sounded like. So for the first few years of her life, everyone called Slaughnir “Baby”. Slaughnir’s mother died whenContinue reading “QUAINTUPLETS: Soapsuds, Pt. 1”
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