Thursday, October 09, 2014

Serious dinosaurs

These are serious dinosaurs--no dorky dinos here. From my boxes of dinosaur toys. Yes, these dinos are serious, in contrast to the occasional caption. Well, as serious as made-in-Hong-Kong and made-in-China dinos can be, but they try hard.

Tim-Mee, Marx (Marx copies?), Imperial, and Nabisco dinos, with who knows what else tossed in.  See them rampage.  See them wander aimlessly.  See them pose seven times on the same light blue Rubbermaid lid, which looks green in one shot because I messed with the color balance.

Can it get any sillier?  Yes, absolutely.  Next post: Dinosaurs in Space.

Music: Halloween Dinosaurs (Hartsfeld)--Me, on the Casio WK-3800.

                      Click here to hear: Halloween Dinosaurs (Hartsfeld)


















Lee

Wednesday, October 08, 2014

Dorky Dinos

Have I lost my mind?  Yes.  With that matter addressed, let us proceed....

Here are some of the dorkiest dinos from my collection, here to start our Halloween dinosaur survey.  No insult implied--I love these guys with a special passion.  They dare to be different, to be mutant, to be... dorky.  I identify with dorks, despite the fact that I'm, um, so cool.

I rush-composed some dorky-dino music for the occasion, using Noteworthy Composer software and my Casio WK-3800.  It's called, appropriately (and dorikly) enough, "Dorky Dinos."

Click here: Dorky Dinos (Hartsfeld) .

We start with a Space Postcard (more on these later) featuting three dorky dinos, two ant people, a griffin (gargoyle?), and a green Medusa turned the wrong way (out of courtesy).  The back of the card doesn't tell us what planet this was posed on, but it appears to have a surface composed of yellow construction paper:


A dorky dino group shot:


And close-up:


Dorky as heck, too, are the following four fake Godzillas.  But do they look as if they give a fossilized dino stool what you or I think?  Of course they don't:






A dorky dino solo shot:



Another group shot, with three guest ant people:



Next up, a pair of incredibly chintzy Godzilla knock-offs gaze in dino-confusion at three dorky ant people guarding a cap-gun spaceship.  This is one of those only-at-MY(P)WHAE images:



And we close with some dorky dino fossils:



Lee

Friday, October 03, 2014

Wednesday, October 01, 2014

MY(P)WHAE's "A Dinosaur Halloween" begins (almost)!!





Lee

The Vanishing Secret Service Agent, and other spooky Halloween tales



Gather near, children, and I'll tell you the ever-evolving tale of The Vanishing Secret Service Agent.

By now, you have surely heard the White House intruder story in one of its many versions, possibly at work, at school, around the campfire, from a collection of Halloween legends, or on yesterday and today's nightly news.  A man, armed with a knife, hopped the fence and got into the White House, overpowered a female agent, then enjoyed a free tour of the premises until an off-duty male agent tackled him.

Actually, the original, false story (i.e., lie), provided by SS director (and last year's Ms. Personality Award winner) Julia S. Pierson, had the intruder getting tackled first thing by on-the-ball agents.  (Or was it a single agent?  I can't remember.)  Slower than a zombie can grunt The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere, the story as reported was revised in a manner allegedly consistent with what actually happened.

That true report had people stunned and outraged  Then, before a ghoul can smack his lips, the new, truth-revised story changed.  "Overpowered" became "pushed."  "Female agent" became "agent."

Then, quicker than a werewolf can jump a balcony, "agent" became... no agent.  No mention of any agent inside the door.  Gone.  Vanished.

So, where had he/she/it gone?  Had the agent ever existed?

Will the door go next?  Perhaps the door was someplace else when the intruder showed up--in a shop, say, for historic restoration.  Maybe only an empty doorway remained, with a sign next to it, reading, "INTRUDERS--ENTER HERE," with arrows pointing to the opening.

Will that sign, before a bat can change into a vampire, have joined the female agent, the female agent's gender, and the door in the realm of things that don't exist?  Will the entire wall be next?  Then the lawn, square inch by square inch?

Buwa-ha-ha-ha-haaaaaaa!!



Lee