Screen Scrooges: Sufferings of the Late Mr. Marley

     “It is required of every man,” the Ghost returned, “that the spirit within him should walk abroad among his fellow-men, and travel far and wide; and if that spirit goes not forth in life, it is condemned to do so after death.  It is doomed to wander through the world-ah, woe is me!-and witnessContinue reading “Screen Scrooges: Sufferings of the Late Mr. Marley”

Screen Scrooges: Jacob Marley

     After several turns, he sat down again.  As he threw his head back in the chair, his glance happened to rest upon a bell, a disused bell, that hung in this room, and communicated for some purpose now forgotten with a chamber in the highest story of the building.  It was with great astonishment,Continue reading “Screen Scrooges: Jacob Marley”

SCREEN SCROOGES: Ebenezer’s Front Door

      Scrooge took his melancholy dinner in his usual melancholy tavern; and having read all the newspapers, and beguiled the rest of the evening with his banker’s book, went home to bed.  He lived in chambers which had once belonged to his deceased partner.  They were a gloomy suite of rooms, in a lowering pileContinue reading “SCREEN SCROOGES: Ebenezer’s Front Door”

SCREEN SCROOGES: All Day Tomorrow?

     At length the hour of shutting up the counting-house arrived; with an ill-will Scrooge dismounted from his stool, and tacitly admitted the fact to the expectant clerk in the Tank, who instantly snuffed his candle out and put on his hat.      “You’ll want all day tomorrow, I suppose?” said Scrooge.      “If quiteContinue reading “SCREEN SCROOGES: All Day Tomorrow?”

SCREEN SCROOGES: The Charity Solicitors

          This lunatic, in letting Scrooge’s nephew out, had let two other people in.  They were portly gentlemen, pleasant to behold, and now stood, with their hats off, in Scrooge’s office.  They had books and papers in their hands, and bowed to him.      “Scrooge and Marley’s, I believe,” said on of the gentlemen, referringContinue reading “SCREEN SCROOGES: The Charity Solicitors”

Santa Blogs XXXVII

You fat old mountebank:      Remember me?  I’m the one whose mom kept getting me classic secondhand children’s books like Pollyanna and Honey Bunch and the Dachshund of Doom when what I ASKED for were graphic novels about the zombie apocalypse.  I wrote to my uncle, suggesting he look into collectibles, figuring he was loadedContinue reading “Santa Blogs XXXVII”

Santa Blogs XXXVI

Dear Santa Blogs,      I’ve been checking all over these sno-=covered Interwebs, and I am still confused about the True Meaning of Christmas.  I figured you had nothing better to do, so can you explain, please?                                                                                                   PHILOSOPHER Dear Phil:      On the whole, I would rather deal with a battalion of kids askingContinue reading “Santa Blogs XXXVI”

Twelve Blessed Days

     I was not planning an all-out series on Christmas songs some people have no time for, but just hunker down and we’ll get through this together.      In 1780, in a little publication called Mirth Without Mischief, the verse appeared in print for the first time, only slightly different from the way we singContinue reading “Twelve Blessed Days”