The White House, February 2020

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Cover to the Saturday Evening Post, Joseph Farrelly, October 13, 1923

“Tipping the Scales.”

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More fun with scammers on Twitter:

Miss Becca: “Hello”

Me: “Hello, is it me you’re looking for?”

Miss Becca: “Oh yes”

Me: “I can see it in your eyes. I can see it in your smile.”

Miss Becca: “How are you? Where are you from?”

Me: “You’re all I’ve ever wanted, and my arms are open wide.”

Miss Becca: “Wow baby what brings you to Twitter?”

Me: “‘Cause you know just what to say, and you know just what to do, and I want to tell you so much …

Miss Becca: [blocks me]

Me: “… I love you.”

 

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Cover to “Beware Terror Tales” #5, Bernard Bailey, 1953

Fawcett.  Via the Monster Brains  blog.

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“Yo quiero Taco Spell.”

No, spellcheck, I did not want to address my Mexican-American friend as “Chihuahua;” I indeed meant to call her “Chiquita.”

Thanks for having my back, though, because confusing those two words can really affect the tone of a message.

 

 

Spanish poster for “The Wolf Man” (1941)

Universal Pictures.

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This is a totally real conversation I had on Twitter.

Obvious scammer on Twitter (disguised as sexy girl): “My name is Kaleta.”

Me: “My name is Luka. I live on the second floor.”

Scammer: “That’s nice to hear from you where are you from”

Me: “I live upstairs from you. Yes, I think you’ve seen me before.”

Scammer: “Oh really”

Me: “If you hear something late at night — some kind of trouble, some kind of fight — just don’t ask me what it was.”

Scammer: “Oh I see so can you send me pic of you If you don’t mind.”

Me: “I think it’s because I’m clumsy. I try not to talk too loud.”

Scammer: “Oh om Ok Can you send a pic of you This is me” [Sends picture again.  I have been reliably informed by a friend that the picture is actually one of the Playboy Playmates.  Which is curious, because “Kaleta’s” Twitter profile somewhat puzzlingly refers to her as an “Able God.”]

Me: “Maybe it’s because I’m crazy. I try not to act too proud.”

Scammer:

Me: “They only hit until you cry. After that you don’t ask why.”

Scammer:

Me:  “You just don’t argue anymore.
You just don’t argue anymore.
You just don’t argue anymore.”

 

 

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Poster for “Metropolis” (1927)

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“Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep.”

“Rejoice with those who rejoice, and weep with those who weep.”

—  Romans 12:15

 

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Photo credit:  By Filiptb – Own work, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=7801616

Poetry, 2020

Hey, gang.  If you happen to dig these poemy-type things I keep rattling off, you can follow my 2020 publications at the link below (as well as my self-published stuff).

I hope you guys have a fun Valentine’s Day!  🙂

Poetry, 2020

 

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Nurse Your Favorite Heresies in Whispers