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Byron’s Mother: Very Slow Comment Contest!

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G’day! This is Byron’s mum, and I want you to know my poor son is up all hours of the night trying to make this comment contest a success, only to be teased by some… some bandicoot! about the contest progressing so slowly. As if it were Byron’s fault!

Well, I won’t have it. The goal is 47,000 comments, we have 46,438, so that means 562 left to go. Byron would be mortified if he ever knew I was getting involved with this, the boy really wants to make his mark as a contest administrator–do you know, he was working so hard at this last night, he missed his favorite Kolchak episode–the one about some Spanish moss monster from the Louisiana bayou country chasing people through the sewers in Chicago, all the quokkas love that one–but I digress.

Now I don’t want to make a fuss, I’m only trying to help Byron, so let’s just keep this whole discussion between you and me, shall we?

Byron the Quokka: Bell Mountain Trivia Question No. 6

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G’day! Here I am with another bicycle, which if Lee had any sense, he’d offer as the prize to the winner of this trivia contest. But no–he just wants to give out autographed books. He won’t listen to me.

Byron the Quokka here, and on with the contest! Here’s Question No. 6:

Who caused the avalanche that buried the Thunder King’s hall at Golden Pass?

Right, I know it’s hard to get a lot of people to play a trivia game that’s about some books that hardly anyone has ever heard of. Well, if you want to find out more about them, just click “Books.” Or visit amazon.com and read the Customer Reviews. He’s won awards for them, y’know–the first two books in the series, Bell Mountain and The Cellar Beneath the Cellar, both won awards. Why do you think us quokkas read these books over and over again? And we’re world-famous for our good taste in literature!

Cuscus and Baby

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Somewhere in the treetops in the jungles of New Guinea, a momma cuscus grooms her rather hefty child–that’s the big white thing scrunched up in her lap.

Byron the Quokka assures me that business will take off “like a bloomin’ rocket” if I hire a cuscus to assist him him managing my blog contests. He’s up to something, depend upon it.

Well, I remain open to persuasion. Toss in your two cents, anybody, if you want to. I have to get on to some nooze coverage.

Introducing: The Cuscus

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I’ve wondered about this animal ever since I saw it in a picture book when I was six or seven years old. It’s called a cuscus–“common spotted cuscus,” if you want to be formal–and it’s hard to look up in the Internet because the computer keeps trying to direct you to “couscous,” which is something altogether different.

The cuscus lives in trees in the jungles of New Guinea and mostly comes out at night, when it’s difficult to see them: they’re very shy. There are also a few in Cape York, Australia. They have prehensile tails, very similar to a chameleon’s.

Byron the Quokka has been dropping subtle hints about being able to do his contest-runner job better if a cuscus might be hired to assist him. “You just want more pictures of cute animals to pump up viewership,” I parry. “So that’s a bad idea?” Well, he’s got me there. Anyway, if you can’t trot out a cuscus or a potto now and then, what’s the point of blogging?

Fantastically varied realms of nature brought to you by God the Father, who created it all.

Comment Contest? What Comment Contest?

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G’day! Byron the Quokka here–and if I ever knew it’d be so much trouble, running a comment contest, I never would’ve volunteered to do it.

Right–we’re shooting for 47,000 comments, we’ve got 46,335, so that leaves 665 comments left to go. I thought we’d be done by now. I blame Lee. He should’ve listened to me and offered a bicycle as a prize. But no, he has to stick to his autographed books.

And then there’s the Bell Mountain Trivia Contest, I have to come up with Question No. 6. Tomorrow, maybe. My mum says running two contests at the same time is fair dinkum loopy and I never should’ve let him do it–but that’s all “How d’you get to Sydney Opera House? Practice, mate–practice!”

Byron the Quokka: Bell Mountain trivia question No. 5

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G’day! Byron the Quokka here, with Question No. 5 in my Bell Mountain Trivia contest. Here it is.

Question: Who is “Et-taa-na-qiqu”?

I’m trying to talk Lee into offering a bigger prize than just an autographed book. He won’t go for a bicycle; I wonder if I can get him to make the prize an oven. We had an oven once, on Rottnest Island. A very nice family of quokkas lived in it.

 

Lucy the Quokka’s Inane Comments

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G’day! Byron here, and her in the picture is my cousin Lucy, who is famous for making inane comments that don’t qualify to win a comment contest. Some of you readers have asked for examples of her work. She doesn’t mind. So here are a few.

“If there’s no such place as Orion, then how come we can see it?”

“It’s healthier to do your sunbathing at night.” Crikey, that almost makes sense!

“Where do homing pigeons go if they’ve got no home?”

“They ought to put computers in pogo sticks, like they do in cars.”

“I saw a man get lost once, even though he knew where he was going. He was still lost when he got there.”

No fear, there’s a time and a place for talking piffle. Lucy’s good at it. But you can’t use piffle to win the comment contest.

Byron the Quokka: Bell Mountain Trivia Question No. 4

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G’day! I promised to give you all Question No. 4 in the Bell Mountain trivia contest and it took me all day to think of it! Running these contests isn’t as easy as it looked.

Right, well, here it is–

Who gave Cavall to King Ryons?

Mind you, you can’t get these answers if you haven’t read any of Lee’s books–not unless you’ve got a special kind of mind that I’m sure doesn’t exist.

And now back to the family nest for a game of Clue!

Don’t Forget the Comment Contest

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G’day! Byron the Quokka here, reminding you that we have a comment contest going–and there aren’t any bloomin’ comments yet today!

Only 984 comments to go, to get to No. 47,000, and the reader who posts it wins… oh, one of those autographed books he’s always giving out. Anyone can play, as many times as you like, and all comments are eligible, except [riffles through rulebook; clears throat]–

“Comments abusive to anyone else on this site; comments containing blasphemy or profanity; commercials thinly disguised as comments; comments simply too inane to bother with.”

My cousin Lucy likes inane comments, but she’s the only one.

So let’s see how fast we can get to 47,000! And later today I’ll run up Question No. 4 in the Bell Mountain Trivia Contest.

(I hope these generate some excitement soon! This is my first job ever, and I don’t want to make a hash of it.)

Sorry! No Essay Questions

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G’day, mates! Byron the Quokka here, with some clarification about our Bell Mountain Trivia Contest.

I don’t know how the rumor got started, or who started it, but there are not going to be any essay questions in this contest. My cousin Bengay is crazy about essay questions. He turns everything into an essay question. Ask him what’s the bloomin’ time, and he gives you an essay.

We don’t need that in the contest, do we? Short answers are the best. And by the way, here are the answers to the first two questions:

One, the best wine in Obann comes from Durmurot; and two, Martis’ horse is named Dulayl. Question No. 3–who called himself the king of Lintum Forest?–is still in play, and Question No. 4 will come up by and by. There will be 20 questions. The reader with the most right answers gets a gold watch with this green face on it that sings a creepy little song sort of like a bunch of ants would sing it–oops, I mean an autographed book.