“Yow!” “You the varmint who wanted an interview?” “You mean you’re one of the….” “Spooky Scary Skeletons? That’s me.” “But you’re….” “Dead? And you’re a smart little reporter. We gonna do this or not?” “Let me grab my notepad. So you had to die to be a spookyContinue reading “FRIDAY FRIGHTFUL FICTION: Scrabbling By”
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WEIRD WEDNESDAY FICTION: Ex Libris
“Good afternoon, sir.” “Good afternoon. I came to ask about that book I dropped off. The one with the curse on it? Or that’s what I thought.” “Yes, sir. I was able to work out Abigail Bergoo’s handwriting. And it IS a curse.” “Is it just another one of those cursesContinue reading “WEIRD WEDNESDAY FICTION: Ex Libris”
Another Halloween Tradition
“Aren’t you that bloke who was JUST complaining about people telling you every single year that the original jack-o-lantern was a hollowed-out turnip?” Yes, curried candy corn, but I have to see those videos. I don’t have to read my own blog. MY Halloween refrain, while repetitive, at least adds a little varietyContinue reading “Another Halloween Tradition”
Old Maids and Other Unnecessaries
Once again, dear reader, your faithful bloggist has come through. Prompted by the seventh online expert in one week to tell me that the original jack-o-lantern was carved from a turnip (something they told us every year in grade school, thank you all) I looked up one or two questions no one was tellingContinue reading “Old Maids and Other Unnecessaries”
FICTION FRIDAY: Sweet Fighter
“I am impressed, Dr. Van Helsing. You are the last person I would have expected to decorate his house so thoroughly for Halloween trick-or-treaters.” “At this time of year, the curtain between worlds is at its thinnest. If I can lure the demonic monsters here, I can avoid having them attack innocent partygoers.”Continue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Sweet Fighter”
Women of Mystery
I sometimes come to you, my army of readers, when I am confused by a postcard. This is done on the theory that everyone across the Interwebs has information, or at least an opinion. When some point in a joke or a picture has me puzzled, I bring my troubles to you, and notContinue reading “Women of Mystery”
FICTION FRIDAY: Decanted
“Master!” “Great Leapin’ Honk! Where in the name of all that’s pretty did YOU come from?” “You rubbed the lamp, Master.” “Teach me to dust in here; I’ll never do THAT again. You’re some manner of genie, are you?” “Sealed into the lamp by Solomon himself a thousand and aContinue reading “FICTION FRIDAY: Decanted”
Hey, I’m New At This
Not so long ago in this space, we considered the jokes swapped between residents of the rural parts of the world and those who lived in the city. This town vs. country debate is ancient and widespread, and COULD be considered part of the basic human belief that the people who live the wayContinue reading “Hey, I’m New At This”
Blood In the Breeze
“Hey, are you the ladies who put the ad up in the coffee shop?” “This isn’t that ad about strict schoolmistresses who give big bad boys remedial lessons in math and manners again, is it?” “No, the one about the buyers for cursed and haunted objects.” “Oh yes, sir. We’re eagerContinue reading “Blood In the Breeze”
The Jaspers and the Rubes
We have mentioned, in an exploration of joke archaeology hereintofore, that jokes made by one group of people against another were regarded as being in poor taste as early as three generations ago, while others continued without a lot of controversy. The town/country joke went on for centuries (Aesop covered t) but it hasContinue reading “The Jaspers and the Rubes”
Blogsy Babbles 