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For now, mostly CARTOONS! . . . . |
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Humorous(?!) poem: |
MEETING THE MASTER
I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love,
If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles.
—Whitman, "Song of Myself"
well, there I was, trudgin' along to
class, yu' know, when all of a sudden
I felt this squish, like I'd just
stepped on some little soft-
boned, uh, mouse or somethin',
so I lifted up my left boot
and slowly peeled off this weird, uh—
well, sure enough, there he
was, a little teeny Walt
Whitman, flat as a
leaf of grass, only a lot
wider
—TCG, 1993
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"Trail Maps? I Don't Need No Stinking Trail Maps!" (humorous/occasional essay [2008] about one of my "Big Day" bird outings) |
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CARTOONS & MEMES (select image to view full-sized graphic): |
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Based on a bad pun inspired by a teaching-composition practicum. |
| January 1991: | 2/1/2004: |
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An angst-ridden sketch from long ago: my 1st wife drew at least my head, if I recall; the bad guitar had to be my own botched effort. |
My version of the rather famous t-shirt/poster design, originally w/ a gun-toting Geronimo and his men; I think Sitting Bull is a better choice. |
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—my photo (2006) taken outside the Great Plains Art Museum in Lincoln, NE |
Not a cartoon per se, but a graphic I use on several of my other (old) web pages, usually accompanied by the Western Meadowlark's audio/song. Oh, yeah, it is a dig at all those web pages with irritating commercial banners. . . . (photo "borrowed" from Google Images) |
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The real humor here involves the irony of my "brave" daughter Emma's (er, Joan of Arc's) later behavior that Halloween (1996): she was frightened by someone dressed up as a huge TV set, and so she and I spent much of the evening waiting in the car instead of trick-or-treating. |
—at the Chateau Restaurant & Lounge, Yankton, SD, 2003 |
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At the Chateau Restaurant & Lounge (Yankton, SD, 2003): hey, I only sang during the 4th & 5th sets, when the patrons were too tuned up to notice. |
Children can be so demanding (my photo [2006] taken near Al's Oasis, across the river from Chamberlain, SD). |
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—the Barn Swallow mother's de rigeur reply (my photo [2006]) |
My (blonde) daughter Emma dyes her hair (2006). |
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This archetypal exchange between an American Robin and child took place outside Andrews Hall at UNL (my photo [2006]). |
My photo (2007) taken through the filthy patio-door-glass of my Lincoln, NE, apartment; "oh, those Blue Jays have such a 'tude!" |
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My photo (2006) taken just after sunrise at Canyon Lake, Rapid City, SD: Turkey Vultures dry their wings in the sun in the morning before taking flight. |
—the rather disgruntled Bald Eagle (or so I imagine) at Lincoln (NE)'s Folsom Children's Zoo (my photo [2006]) |
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To quote Shakespeare, I "have been at a great feast of languages, and" have merely "stol'n the scraps." |
Originally made for my "Great Indian Moments in Pop Culture" pages; pace, Geico. |
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John & Martha 1: for a series of vulture "character sketches" based on my photos taken at Canyon Lake, Rapid City, SD (2007). Obviously, I tried to make Martha the biting, sardonic one; John is fairly naïve & clueless. |
John & Martha 2: based of course, on the famous New Yorker cartoon: "On the Internet, nobody knows you're a dog." |
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John & Martha 3 |
John & Martha 4: The 2008 presidential primary campaign had begun (in 2007); and yes, I had just quit smoking. Also, John is eventually developed as not only naïve, but a victim of conservative talk radio propaganda. |
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John & Martha 5 |
—an ornery-looking Cattle Egret (my projection, of course!?) at Lincoln (NE)'s Folsom Children's Zoo (my photo [2007]) |
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My photo (2007) taken at the Omaha Zoo; as a student reminded me once, it's pretty incredible how a peafowl's cry sounds like "Help! Help! Help!" |
John & Martha 6: Rather an obscure joke now; from when the Michael Vick dog-fight-betting scandal was big, and I imagined, "What if other species bet on us?" |
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John & Martha 7 |
John & Martha 8: a whole new meaning to "passing" |
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John & Martha 9: the question I really wanted to ask (of, say, Huckabee & Romney) during the first few Republican primary debates (2007) |
John & Martha 10: The satire is aimed, in part, at the many hypocritical conservative talk-show hosts who wave the flag of the U.S. as the greatest country on earth with one hand, and gesticulate towards the incredible "degeneracy" (be it gay, Marxist, atheist, tree-hugger, "Black-culture," etc.) of this same country with the other. |
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