Posted in Wretched Richard's Almanac


Alice In Donaldland, A Conclusion of Sorts

“Off with her head,” shouted the Queen upon seeing Alice.  Alice, undeterred, walked right up to the Queen and introduced herself.

“MDGA,” said the Queen.

“Why your majesty, what big hands you have.”

“All the better to grab — ”

“Enough, enough,” said the Walrus, who had suddenly appeared. “This negativity gets us nowhere.”

“What do you mean?” asked Alice.

“The time has come,” the Walrus said, “to talk of noble things.  Like election day and making choices, and voting, you ding-a-lings.”

“The sad truth is,” said the Cheshire Cat, whose head had appeared and now hovered above them. “an estimated 60 percent of us won’t vote at all.”

“That’s terrible,” said Alice.  “We should be ashamed.”

“Off with their heads,” added the Queen.


It Was Great Fun

Cole Porter was a prolific American composer, penning one popular song after another during the mid-20th century: Begin the Beguine, I Love Paris, Don’t Fence Me In, True Love, Anything Goes, to name just a few.  And the song with these words:
So goodbye dear and amen,
Here’s hoping we meet now and then
It was great fun, but it was just one of those things.