There are dogs who go positively bananas over squeaky toys. Like the puppy in this video. Question One: How long can the puppy keep this up? Question Two: What’s the effect of this game on human spectators? I mean, hey, we might have something there…
“Betcha can’t eat just one”?
When spring rolls around–and our spring, here in New Jersey, has been very cold and wet so far–my editor, Susan, calls me up to let me listen to the chorus of spring peepers who come out of hibernation and sing in her back yard. These are charming little frogs who whoop it up for a week or two and then disappear. Mating season, I guess.
When I was a boy, my friend Ellen–showing off!–accidentally swallowed a spring peeper. Right on my back porch: my mother would’ve been appalled, had she seen that. I’m afraid I laughed. “What’s the matter–got a frog in your throat?”
Well, I’ve heard the peepers on my phone. I wish they’d show up here, but somehow they don’t. Maybe they don’t know Ellen moved away a long time ago.
I am chagrined to report that there is no Oy, Rodney chapter this week. Violet Crepuscular, the Queen of Suspense, has let us down. Gettin’ so you can’t count on anything, ain’t it?
She pleads to her uncountable hordes of readers throughout the civilized world: “Honest, it’s not my fault! It’s all because of some evil little book I made the mistake of reading–Inanimate Objects They Are Out To Get You, by some guy who digs up tombs in Egypt! He convinced me that my blender is only waiting for the chance to chop my hand off!”
Inanimate objects–like silverware, household appliances, toys, and furniture–get up to all kinds of mischief when you’re not there. The floor lamp will give them ample warning, should any human or animal approach. Then they put everything back the way it was. Well, that’s what Karl Schmegegge says in his 1,200-page book. Don’t blame me if it sounds a bit off-balance.
“Really, I was far too upset to write any fiction this week,” Ms. Crepuscular confides in her readership. “Mr. Pitfall came over to watch jai-alai and found me face-down on the floor! It was all he could do to drag me out to the back yard and put me in the hammock. He avoids my bedroom, which, I am sorry to say, holds some bad memories for him.”
(And that’s all we’ve got till next week. Sorry!)
R.J. Rushdoony
This little message takes less than a minute to deliver; but you can think about it all day.
https://chalcedon.edu/resources/videos/giving-fear-too-much-power
God knows there is a lot to scare us in this world today. But wasn’t that always the case?
Rushdoony said, “We are to proceed in the trust that God is God.” Amen. They aren’t going to defeat God. They aren’t going to erase His word. They will try to do those things, and fail.
We are cautioned against recklessness. We aren’t to abandon common sense. But how crazy did David sound when he volunteered to fight Goliath?
His faith was his knowledge.
This is one of my all-time most popular posts. It’s easy to see why.
Once upon a time–as recorded in the Book of Genesis, and nowhere else–a mighty river ran across Arabia to flow into the sea when it reached Kuwait. The remains of the river, buried under desert sands for at least 40 centuries (geologists’ best guess) could not be seen until photo-taking satellites came into use.
Yes, we can trust the Bible.
Unless we don’t want to trust our scientific instruments which confirm what the Bible has told us.
This was the first hymn that popped into my head today–Rock of Ages, sung by the Antrim Mennonite Choir.
“I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills. whence cometh my help…”
You can see for yourself how some Irish tunes on the accordion turn the whole herd into a concert audience.
When I was a little boy, I once spent a couple of days sitting on a stone wall and talking and playing with some cows who kept me company. And good company they were, too!
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[My schedule is all out of wack with these physical therapy sessions. It’ll take me some time to adapt, so please bear with me.]
I’m a political scientist, dontcha know–I’ve got the papers to prove it. I also belong to a generation that was raised on World War II movies, quite a few of which featured Allied prisoners trying to escape from German POW camps… usually by means of a tunnel.
Which brings me to an understanding that can be expressed in these terms:
Liberals are people who tunnel into prison camps.
Don’t be misled by their sponsorship of assorted sexual freedoms. Those are the only freedoms that they mean for you to have. Everything else comes down from the top.
We’re going to need a lot of tunnels if Democrats cheat their way to victory this year.
Jambo, boys ‘n’ girls! Byron the Quokka here–and why do I say “Jambo” instead of “G’day”? Because Quokka University has finally landed broadcast rights for my favorite Safari & Lost City show! Without further ado:
6:46 P.M. Ch. 42 JOKWAH OF THE JUNGLE–Adventure
Raised by spiders, Jokwah (Myron Cohen’s grandson, I forget his name) defends his beloved jungle from poachers, pikers, and piano salesmen. This week: Chongo the Cannibal (Joey Bishop) goes on a plant-based diet; can Jokwah help him keep it up before he plotzes? Trader Viki: Heather Locklear.
7 P.M. Ch. 08 THE NEWS IN PANTOMIME–(Need you ask?)
What do you get when you combine a news broadcast with a game of “Charades”? Join anchors Wade Boggs and Sally Gupta and a crew of gifted mimers who can give you a whole day’s news without speaking a word! And they have this real scary Bigfoot that they let loose if the studio audience doesn’t get the clues.
Ch. -11 MOVIE–First movie to be shown on Negative TV!
Huckleberry Hound Meets the Queen of Termites (Indian/Mycenaean, 1453 B.C.) pits the beloved cartoon character (voice of Robert Mitchum) against the legendary evil queen (Jane Payne) who once put all of Greece under the Whammy. Negative TV gives you Channel Minus-11. (Don’t ask me what that means. I’m only a quokka.)
7:03 P.M. Ch. 14 MY FIFTH COUSIN, THE CHAIR–Benighted sitcom
Hobie (Mickey Dolenz) learns that his fifth cousin, Zimuzjsu (Beto O’Rourke), has died–and now inhabits a chair in Hobie’s office! The staff (the June Taylor Dancers) is terrified of the haunted chair: their only defense is to dance past it! This week: Hobie catches the chair plotting a hostile takeover.
Well, folks, you can’t say we aren’t trying! You’ll have a long way to go before you find any more TV that looks like this!
Hurry! It’s almost time for Jokwah!
(“What’s your pleasure?” said the Tree Frog…)
I’m noozed out, I’ve got physical therapy to go to this morning–and what should I post in my blog?
I’m hoping Byron the Quokka comes up with some TV listings; but boy are we wide open for reader suggestions and requests! I’ve got an open slot and I’d rather not fill it with nooze. Been doin’ that all week, and my soul is tired.
What’s your pleasure? Video? Nature? History? A progress report on my next book? (Yes, we’ve made some progress.)
I’ll be back around noon, eager to see your replies.