Typo of the day: Tuhursday (for an intended Thursday). Easily fixed, but now I’m wondering who Tuhur was.
Mr. Internet tells me it’s a Sundanese word meaning “dry”. Maybe Tuhur was the archenemy of that Wonder Twin who turned into water?
Mirrored from Ambrose & Elsewhere.
A cartoon from an old (1927-vintage) issue of The New Yorker. It made me smile, even though it’s probably supposed to appeal to class and ethnic biases.
“Look, my dear friend Amaryllis Partington-Smith-Symythe-Vanderbilt-Smythington-Smyth–a banausic of foreign abstraction, decorating his shop-window with classical statuary! Très amusant!”
“Wasn’t your dad a fruit-peddler named Rabinowicz?”
“SHUT UP, YOU WHORE!”
Mirrored from Ambrose & Elsewhere.
In my ceaseless quest to avoid useful work, I recently opened up an old magazine from my double-stacked shelves of old sf/f zines, this one being the January 1963 issue of The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction.
“This is good,” I said to myself. “I’m very successfully avoiding work. But how can I extend this evasion successfully into the future?”
There being no one else there, I was forced to respond: “I have access to the issues for that whole year, in physical and or electronic form. I could read and write reviews of them all!”
So that’s what this is.
Mirrored from Ambrose & Elsewhere.
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