The turtles are calling

Hi everyone,

Time for some serious goo foffing. The turtles are calling. I can almost hear them singing to me.

In spite of them, I will remain productive and be in touch. Same time, different place.

They’re everywhere and think they own the place. There is always a period of adjustment before we can agree on who’s in charge and settle down to coexist. Trust me, I’ll work it out.

The Improvised Mystery Hour

Hi everyone,

I had a fine time last night as JEFF HOUGHTON’s guest on The Improvised Mystery Hour. The room, which is part of the Cuban restaurant, La Habana Vieja on Springfield’s Commercial Street, was filled to capacity and then some. Jeff is a great host and he and cast entertained us with clever, witty improv skits before and after my guest spot. It was all good fun. My thanks again to Jeff.

I have noticed one thing about my speaking persona. I tend to frown and scowl a lot. At the time I’m doing these things, people are laughing appropriately. It’s not like I’m in pain. I’m really enjoying myself immensely. Hmmm.

Encountering a neighbor

Hi everyone,

As I walked out of our garage for the paper this morning, I nearly collided with a skunk (not the one pictured but one just like it). It was emerging from a hedge that grows along the front of our house. Its fur was fluffed out for protection against the bitter morning. It was as surprised to see me as I was to see it.

We stopped. From a distance of three feet, we each made a quick assessment. The skunk didn’t seem agitated so I continued the way I was headed, walking slowly toward the paper. The animal was gone when I retraced my steps a minute or two later. The garage door was up, the lights were on, and it was warmer in there. Could the skunk have gone inside? Seeing and smelling no sign of a visitor, I closed the garage door and made my way back into the kitchen. Just another encounter with a citizen of Goose Lake. Another memory.

Turning giants into puppets

Hi everyone,

I’m delighted to say that I’ve just given permission to a teacher in Cedar Rapids, Iowa to use a story from THE BOOK OF GIANT STORIES (The Giant Who Threw Tantrums) in a puppet show in May.

This will be part of a Steam Academy project to involve students in an after-school program in puppetry.  The project requires that the students’  involvement includes a performance. This will involve third and fourth graders. Does this sound like fun or what!

THE BOOK OF GIANT STORIES was published in 1972 so I’m tickled every time I’m asked about using work from it. Last year stories from the book were used in anthologies in France and South Africa. I think there are twelve translations of the original stories here and there around the globe.

Mystery Hour Friday night

Hi everyone,

I look forward to Friday evening at 7:30 when JEFF HOUGHTON has me as his guest on Improvised Mystery Hour. It will be held in a special room for shows behind La Habana Vieja, a Cuban restaurant on Commercial Street in Springfield.

I’ve been on Jeff’s show once before but then it was in a different format, done online. I sat in my living room and did the interview with Jeff with my laptop perched on a chair. This format is before a live audience and has been sold out for some time.

Jeff says he’ll interview me for about fifteen minutes and then he and his crew will do improv based on the interview. I have no idea how this goes, but stand by for a report later.