I know, I know. Calm down. We’ll get back to the ancient jokes one day, I promise. Maybe next Monday will do. But I have this postcard I listed for sale, and I was so impressed at the hoops it made me jump through, I wanted to get it all down on paper asContinue reading “Rabbit Hole Postcard”
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Hook, Line, Stinker
In our last thrilling episode, as no doubt you recall, we discussed the extremely popular fishing postcard, and the tales it told of the success of the folks who dedicated their time and effort to the sport. Cards extolled the joys of heading out at dawn to return with quite reasonable (record-breaking) castches. Continue reading “Hook, Line, Stinker”
Jokes About Poles
I think the time has come to address the five hundred pound walrus in the room. There was a time, hinted at hereintofore, when people sent postcards the way we send texts: it was a quick, easy, cheap method of communication. But times changed. The number of postal deliveries declined, the price ofContinue reading “Jokes About Poles”
History Quiz
Ah, Monday, Monday. Time for another attempt to get some use from this book I composed once upon a time, asking for the punchlines to certain ancient, ancient jokes. The school year approaches. For many years, my school district observed a sort of gradual re-entry system, starting classes the Wednesday before Labor Day, soContinue reading “History Quiz”
Did They Mean That?
So in this column, I take my reputation as a scholar of elderly humor in my hands, and carry it gently through a minefield of postcards where I have to admit I may not be getting ALL the joke. Perhaps the publishers of these cards intended more naughtiness than is coming through, and perhapsContinue reading “Did They Mean That?”
Yeah, They Meant That
Last week, we considered a few postcards from days gone by which might today be considered dirtier than they were originally intended. This was not meant to be some sort of argument that our ancestors were clueless when it came to sex. How do you think they got to be ancestors, after all? Continue reading “Yeah, They Meant That”
On the Road Again
Oh, let us pause for another collection of old jokes. If I contribute nothing else to twenty-first century society, I will at least have invented a new reason to dread Mondays. This selection from my brilliant but unpublished book So I Bit Him! Deals with jokes about travel. As ever, the punchline has beenContinue reading “On the Road Again”
They Didn’t Mean It That Way
I hope we have established that our ancestors who sent (or at least bought) postcards were not babes in the woods. We have discussed what they thought about having a bear behind, and looked over those people admitted they had tired donkeys, or suggested you spank their donkeys. We have looked at a fewContinue reading “They Didn’t Mean It That Way”
YOUR Future
It is not often I feel I must perform a public service, and when I feel like that, I generally lie down for a while until the urge goes away. This is why I will never be a star on social media. But this postcard was such a strain to me I thoughtContinue reading “YOUR Future”
Takin’ What They’re Givin’
A number of years ago, in response to no particular demand, I developed a musical lecture on the “I Hate My Job” song, a style of song as basic to the American experience as the hymn. Had I been able to clear all the rights…. But there is a broad literature of peopleContinue reading “Takin’ What They’re Givin’”