Camping, interlude

So my dog Butchy likes to burrow. He enjoys building a fort made from blankets. Some say there’s a behavior problem, but I think he’s camping out.

– from stand-up comic Walter Groundhog-Must on October 18, 1989 for his show, “It’s the Dogs,” live at George Tablecloth Square.

Cheese, interlude

Don’t know about you, but I’m pulling up stakes and going home.

–from the tiny species of hobo which love bread so much they make their homes in fresh-baked loaves of bread.

Youth and anger, interlude

There were times in my youth when boys and sometimes grown men, who were older, taller and bigger and stronger than me, would wag their tongues in such a way that I’d get offended.

Because I was just a young buck, and didn’t know better, I’d wait til the character was walking away and then come out of hiding and say something that I immediately regretted. I’d say it because I was angry, not because I thought it through.

Well more than half the time, the hooligans who said such to anger me would hear what I said, turn around and address me. They’d say something intimidating like, “What you say?”

Not planning for their retaliation, I’d be taken aback and would clam up or cower. But on some occasions I’d still be bristling. The fighting, however, was always the same, always a loss.

Part of growing up is to develop that emotional shell. So that when someone says something offensive, but otherwise harmless, it bounces right off.

The other part of growing up is to deal with the wounds from the words and actions that found their way past that tough exterior.

Forgiveness goes a long way. It’s the modern way to “turn the other cheek” when someone slaps you.

–from a 1998 interview with famed actor Gilford “Whiskers” Allsworth-Dinnersmith, who most recently has made an autobiographical work.

In it Mr. Allsworth-Dinnersmith talks about his childhood, his early career as a stuntman, and how he got discovered to become the famous playwright he is today.

Veggie Horror Films, interlude

They call him Skin-Face. He watched his whole family peel and eat their neighbors and now wears their remains. You will know him when you see him.

He goes around with a massive vegetable peeler, seeking all young spuds with rotten intentions. Only one with a good heart can oppose him. Can you spend one night alive in the Peeler House?

From “Night Fright-Veggie Nightmare,” directed by Vance Peeler-Frufflefluff, who also directed “Xastiron of the Skillet Massacre, in 3D.”

City Life. Interlude

A life full of danger, full of monsters, where you don’t know if you’re gonna make it home; and when you do, you thank your lucky stars, or the newest hero who just happened to find you in trouble, that you survived another day; that’s life in the city.

From an advertisement in “Fortune Spoonerism Magazine,” August 1985 issue.

Motorcycle at midnight, interlude

I gun my motorcycle

I gun my motorcycle

I gun my motorcycle

I gun my mo-tor-cycle

At midnight

Chorus from the indie hit single, “Midnight Motorcycle,” by Jax Highfeather-Featherton, Pealed-Zero Records, 2010.