Fine Old Jokes: The Mother-in-Law

     It occurred to me, looking over the postcards dealing with the, um, difficult bits of married life for our series on couples of contrasting size that I had ONE more size issue to examine.  It was a popular genre once, the tales of what happened in some of those cases where a married coupleContinue reading “Fine Old Jokes: The Mother-in-Law”

MIDWEEK FICTION: Never a Godmother Around When You Need One

     “Ankle ankle ankle ankle ankle….”      “Sir?  Sir?”      “I beg your pardon.  I….my brain…I’m sorry.  They call it post-traumatic….  What was the question?”      “I’m afraid I was being rude, sir, but I DO wish to know what your ANGLE is in applying for a job for which you are clearly overqualified.”     Continue reading “MIDWEEK FICTION: Never a Godmother Around When You Need One”

The Little Woman

     As we have been pointing out for the last two weeks, the postcard cartoonists enjoyed a gentle laugh at a romantic couple of contrasting sizes, while at the same time showing that love is not hampered by such concerns.  What DOES hamper love?  Well, in the view of the cartoonists, the chief obstacle toContinue reading “The Little Woman”

Size Does NOT Matter

     In our last thrilling installment, we considered postcards which made jokes about couples who were mismatched in waist size: a round man and a spindly woman or vice versa.  But apparently the postcard cartoonists found disparity in height to be nearly as hilarious.  The tall man and the short(er) woman gave rise to jokesContinue reading “Size Does NOT Matter”

Round Romance

     Hereintofore, this space has discussed the lives of large round people on postcards.  Our most recent  considerations have especially focused on the large round man, with or without the apparently standard checkered suit and cigar.  We have even touched briefly on the slender young ladies who are often another accessory of the round man.Continue reading “Round Romance”

FICTION FRIDAY: Forbidden Rites for the Lovelorn

     “What is the meaning of this?”      “Oh, mighty Aesterorglym!”      “Who said…oh, down there.  Another human, is it?”      “Yes, oh ancient wise one!  I have performed your ceremony as called for in the Nekropedicon.”      “That’s loaded with typos, but you’re here.  Are long purple noses in style among you evanescent scum?”Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Forbidden Rites for the Lovelorn”

Toes On Sand

     I was on my way somewhere else.  Not Fort Lauderdale “Action City USA”, as advertised on this beachfront postcard.  I was really just listing some Summer Vacation postcards online, as I like my sales to be reflective, or a little ahead, of the season.  And, anyway, I didn’t have all that much to sellContinue reading “Toes On Sand”

FICTION FRIDAY: Red, White, and Ballyhoo

     “You around, Uncle Jack?”      “Down here.”      “So, Happy Quarter Mill…wow!”      “Looks different, huh?”      “What happened?  Your lab used to be filled to the walls with bins and baskets of spare parts and broken handles and….”      “Got rid of ‘em.”     “That must have been a truckload or two forContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Red, White, and Ballyhoo”

Where the Flavor Was

     Keep reminding yourself, as we move into the fifth episode of a series on smokers on postcards which began with a statement that there AREN’T that many, that entire books can be written on smoking in the movies and on television.  So there.  Some postcard smokers were celebrities who needed tobacco to complete theirContinue reading “Where the Flavor Was”