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Well, Now What?

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G’day, I guess. Byron the Quokka here, doing nothing. The comment contest’s over and now there’s no work for me to do. Can’t start another one because if you have these contests going all the time, Lee sez they lose their event character.

“What?” says I.

“That’s political science talk,” says he. “It means they get boring if you do them all the time. Not special anymore.”

Well, he could’ve said that right up front, couldn’t he? He’d better watch out, or he’ll be turning into Joe Collidge one of these days–

[Pauses dramatically]

Ho, there! Just a blinkin’ minute!

I think I just had a brainstorm.

What if a bunch of us quokkas got together… and started a college? What an idea! Rottnest U.! We could all be professors. We could give out degrees. Hold Clue tournaments. Have a slapjack team.

Thinking, thinking…

And the Winner Is…

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And the winner of the comment contest is–


Watchman posted Comment No. 56,000 here a few minutes ago. That’s me, Byron, and some little quokka named Horace watching him sail across the finish line.

The prize is an autographed copy of His Mercy Endureth Forever, which has not been published yet but should be coming soon. But you can have an earlier book in the series, if you like–just let us know which one. When we’re ready to mail your prize, we’ll ask for your mailing address.


And that takes care of the contests for a while!

Birthday Greetings: Jeremy

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Before we get involved with anything else around here (computer problems this morning: *sigh*), let’s have a big “Happy Birthday!” shout-out to Jeremy, who is 298 years old in quokka years today.

Jeremy and his brother, Joshua, are also known as “J&J” on Youtube, where they have their own music channel. We know them best as regular contributors to this blog.

I don’t know what time it is in Japan, just now; but if you haven’t gone to bed yet, Jeremy, Happy Birthday!

[P.S.–If you’d like birthday greetings here, just tell us what day it is so we can add it to the list.]

Comment Contest Climax!

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While Lee sweats his Newswithviews column for the week–it’s not as easy as it looks!–I, Byron the Quokka, am here to tell you we have only 137 comments to go, to wrap up our current comment contest at 56,000.

The winner gets an autographed copy of His Mercy Endureth Forever, Book No. 12 in the Bell Mountain series. I just can’t get the guy to spring for a bicycle. Heck, they’re parked all over the place. No one will notice if it’s just one. But no, the only prize he’s offering is a book.

Only humans are eligible to win the contest, otherwise it’d be all quokkas. I have to admit, we’re crazy about your comments!

Nooze-free Weekend!

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Somebody said they’d sic a couple of these Entelodons on me if I subjected them to any more nooze this weekend; so unless it’s something that really as to be addressed, giant prehistoric wild boars or not, I guess I’d better just keep mum about it.

Entelodons, possibly related to pigs, were massive, highly maneuverable animals with great big jaws full of great big teeth. It isn’t worth antagonizing them.

We’re still taking hymn and prayer requests all weekend, though. All I’ve got to do is steer clear of the nooze for two days.

Byron’s Contest Report

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G’day! Byron the Quokka here, and the comment contest is heading for its exciting denouement. I’m not sure what that is, but at least I spelled it right. Aunt Feezy says my mother’s onion soup is “a real denouement!”

Right! We’re shooting for 56,000 comments, and we’ve got 55,645… which means… ah, here’s my abacus… just 355 to go! And whoever posts Comment No. 56,000 will win an autographed copy of Lee’s new Bell Mountain book–which somebody says is the best one yet!–His Mercy Endureth Forever. It’s not out yet, but it should be pretty soon: people keep calling the publisher, asking for it.

They still won’t let me give away a bicycle.

Now, all comments are eligible, with just a few exceptions, namely: comments abusive to anyone else on this site, ads disguised as comments, cuss words, or comments just too dopey to use. Other than that, anything goes.

Join in the fun! Anyone can play.

A ‘Thank You’ to My Readers

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(What can I say? I like lizards.)

This may not be a big blog (understatement!), but I do have the kindliest, wittiest, and smartest readers, bar none–and I appreciate it!

Your comments are enlightening, amusing, and often both. Patty and I love to read them. (Note to self: Find Byron the Quokka and see how the comment contest’s going.) Some of you have blogs, too, which I regularly visit and enjoy.

I rejoice in the fact that readers of all ages, from all over the country and the world, come here and contribute. No one’s too young to be here, and no one’s too old. I even had a view from Cuba recently. Cuba! Never thought that would ever happen.

Thanks, everybody, for your prayers and your support.

Getting Better

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Thank all of you for your prayers and good wishes: having finally gotten a decent night’s sleep, I’m quite a bit better today.

I did all those confounded errands yesterday, with the anti-viral mask over my nose and mouth. It itched like blazes and kept fogging up my glasses. I hope I have arranged matters so I won’t be going anywhere today!

This morning I feel well enough to wish for snow. Whether I’ve got enough go to write a Newswithviews column–well, we’ll just have to see. Is “well, we’ll” a crepuscularity?

Byron Tackles ‘Oy, Rodney’

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G’day, everybody! Byron the Quokka here, with Chapter CCCXLII of Violet Crepuscular’s epic romance, Oy, Rodney.

[Nothing is written for an hour, to indicate an hour going by.]

What the dickens is this? Something about some unemployed shepherd with d damaged coccyx, and these twins, the Pottery sisters, Febrile and Facile. Come on, now! What kind of names are those? And I don’t want to know how to make twinkies with a toothpaste filling!

Y’know, that guy Unknowable had the right idea: wait till the Old Man’s better, and let him deal with this. By Jove, I’ll run contests for him till we’re both blue in the face, but trying to read and make sense of Oy, Rodney is just not on the cards for me. Just the one chapter that I read–sort of!–was enough to make my own coccyx hurt–and I don’t have one!

Management will endeavor to restore normal service as soon as management stops feeling like death warmed over.


Be Patient, We’ll Get to It!

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Crikey! I’ve just been promoted to executive editorial assistant, or something like that. Byron the Quokka here–to tell you that we are snowed under with stuff today, but Lee is gonna do his level best to get to it. I told him, though, to hold onto a couple of the hymn requests for tomorrow, in case we don’t get any more.

We could wind up with ten or twelve posts today, easy–and the joke’d be on us if no one viewed them!

On to the next one!

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