It has been a while since we have discussed the postcard which is all, or nearly all, words. Our ancestors were great fans of an art form which some prefer to call poetry, though sometimes the same sentiments were written in a paragraph that didn’t pretend to be anything but prose. I don’t knowContinue reading “Lots To Say”
Tag Archives: Postcards
Excuses, Excuses
Well, we’re sneaking up on spring, or vice versa, and I’m sure you’ll remember that fine old line: “In spring, a young man’s fancy turns lightly to what the young ladies have been thinking about all winter.” Postcards were never shy about romance, and the artists responsible for the images on postcards knewContinue reading “Excuses, Excuses”
They May NOT Be Out There
I hang out with a number of Luddite intellectuals: that is, these are people who still read books and watch television, and wonder about some of the things they learn in these places. But since they do not believe in allowing the Interwebs into their homes, they then tell these things to me, knowingContinue reading “They May NOT Be Out There”
Old Joke Archaeology
The problem of dealing with archaic humor is that you often run into jokes which are amusing primarily if you know the context, and know something about the times. That joke about why Santa Claus won’t bring you a television because he has so much trouble with antennas on the roof isn’t quite theContinue reading “Old Joke Archaeology”
Metal Millinery
This blog does not really concern itself with current events. I’m going for material with long-lasting value, not observations on the passing scene. What’s that? You feel my observations on butt jokes on vintage postcards is material which will live on for the ages? Thank you; perhaps it will last at least as longContinue reading “Metal Millinery”
On the Side of Bacon
I have been known to complain about people paying no attention to this column, but the alternative has its drawbacks. Someone looked over the last expulsion of words about the difference between pork rinds and cracklin’s, considered the mention of “fatback”, and inquired, “So what about pork belly? That’s just bacon that hasn’t beenContinue reading “On the Side of Bacon”
Hogging the Snacks
Pork rinds, which I grew up associating with gas station vending machines and rather ark rundown taverns, now seem to be available at every grocery store and convenience store I go into. Last week, looking over all the different flavors and wondering once again what the difference is between these and the cracklings myContinue reading “Hogging the Snacks”
Echo Kittens
We are not given, on this troubled spinning globe of ours, to decide when or where we are going down a rabbit hole. It is not among our powers to choose what rabbit hole we enter. I am probably wrong in the first place for even calling it a rabbit hole. Because I fellContinue reading “Echo Kittens”
Footnotes Afoot
Dealing with postcards of other days and ways can bring me to the occasional “Huh?” moment. While this can be entertaining to onlookers, it DOES leave me with the problem of providing footnotes to my wares. Take this entertaining cartoon, in which our hero, from out of town, asks a policeman, “So, Mr. Watchman,Continue reading “Footnotes Afoot”
Get Busy, Hallmark
I have a very poor record when it comes to proposing new holidays. I have sought to increase the market for holiday observances which can help me sell more greeting cards or postcards, but despite my mercenary motivation, my heart is pure. (The jury is still out on “Pure WHAT?”) But while lookingContinue reading “Get Busy, Hallmark”
Blogsy Babbles 