Well, let’s have at it, shall we? I have mentioned the phenomenon and promised that one day we would discuss it, so let’s just get around to the five hundred pound gorilla in the room. Or, to be more accurate, the five hundred pound woman in the boat., The gag is at least asContinue reading “Current Events”
Tag Archives: Postcards
Conxider Both Sides
I don’t much care for guest writers in my spot, but I have allowed a few of them today. So maybe you’ll find something unexpectedly worth reading Don’t fret: we’ll get back to normal next time, I promise. I have been neglecting half the story of what makes postcards so interesting because it’sContinue reading “Conxider Both Sides”
A Few More Lines
In the interests of full disclosure, which seems to be all the rage, I should let you know that I have by no means exhausted my supply of fishing postcards. The subject was a good seller, and cartoonists sought (though they failed at least as often as fishermen) to come up with a newContinue reading “A Few More Lines”
Fish Optional
Somewhere around number nine thousand six hundred thirty-seven on my list of things to worry about when I go to bed at night is the thought that a distant civilization of which we know nothing will one day come to Earth and, finding the inhabitants all dead from eating too much tapioca meat loaf,Continue reading “Fish Optional”
Angling for Adventure
I know how disappointed you were on Friday, thinking we had wrapped up our discussion of fishing postcards so soon. Well, be of good cheer, Pecan Chowder, we have not yet covered the full scope of the fishing postcard. (I’m not sure it CAN be covered at this point, as the pool of knowledgeContinue reading “Angling for Adventure”
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”
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”
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”
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