January 21st, 2012 by Rose
January 20th, 2012 by Rose

Larson’s take on the unaware suburbanites who park badly in two spaces, swipe all the condiments at their restaurant table and hold up the line wherever they are, trying to get a few cents off, is immaculate and hilarious to those who know them.
Once I’m done noting the BEST, I’m going to rate them though it will be difficult.
January 19th, 2012 by Rose

This perfect Start-Of-Winter cartoon coincided with a massive ice storm in our town affecting over 7000 people, mostly losing power. I sent it to everyone I could think of and got enthusiastic responses.
Glen has a dry wit that goes with his fine lines. He comes the nearest of any cartoonist I know to drawing a stick figure yet the pathos and emotion of his main loser is all the more intense for that. This cartoon deserves notable mention, especially for its timeliness!
January 19th, 2012 by Rose

Coverly has just gotten better and better this entire January. I have wanted to put some comic strips on this blog as examples but haven’t figured out how. So I decided to try and photograph them on my computer screen. Does the picture work?
Great things about this terrific comic mind – the sideways eyes of his characters like thick little boiled eggs looking for a way to escape the face, tongue in cheek dialogue, often an element of fear to sharpen the humour.
Today’s is in colour so it shows up better. My husband worked in prison so I’ll print this off for him. Coverly’s one of the best of the dailies.
January 18th, 2012 by Rose

We represent 88 years, each of us the year we were born. I’m trying to help them find some in the twenties and thirties: 1927, 1929, and 1931, 32, 34 and 1936. There are a few later years. Each of us get our own note on the piano. Our pictures will be on exhibit and perhaps there will be a composition! Whatta great idea!
January 17th, 2012 by Rose
January 15th, 2012 by Rose

Football is on my tv as usual on Sunday afternoon. Books almost swallow up the tv which has the rabbit & pigeon statuary. As a background noise it is both reassuring & helpful as i write. Given that I have a newly-discovered Metis heritage, perhaps these animal symbols I have unconsciously collected have deeper meaning in my life. As do the books. But then, being a retired bookseller, what would you expect?
January 13th, 2012 by Rose
January 12th, 2012 by Rose

No one on the streets. No dogwalkers, students and professors slipping by, shift workers coming home having stopped by the grocery store on the way. Nobody.
Then I see two young women, balancing themselves as though they were walking a tightrope. And a heating fuel truck making an emergency delivery. It is 8AM and the world glitters outside. Ice hangs down from my vine. I throw some sand from the 5 pound bag I keep just inside the door but it sinks without a trace.
So I take my finger off the phone where I was about to call for a cab to take me to swim and on to work. And, reluctantly, and with bitter memories of my native land, Alaska, I Stay Home.

The lawn chair & green bin all encased in ice like a precious display behind glass in a museum. Ice storm days play out differently each one. It may be cleared up by 11, the time I am supposed to be a work. Or it may not. I just wish to stop juxtaposing my prone fallen body over every glittering bit I see around me.
January 10th, 2012 by Rose

If you have a message you wish you could send out to your entire city not just your small community, the local newspaper is just the ticket if you word things right. Most always it is pleased to help if your shtick is not simply self-serving. Your words will reach all over the place with no cost to you.
I wrote just such a place last Good Friday, about a panhandler and the way much of our downtown is having the troubles that downtowns do these days. I not only got half a page but my picture as well. Whether or not that was a bonus, I don’t know.
I’ve been hearing a lot of complaining about the paper; its thinness, connection to a right wing chain of newspapers and even a group set up to encourage people not to subscribe. Nobody seems to see that papers are battling to stay alive these days and such moves might just kill it dead. Then what?
I’m not keen on the online read, demanding special computer glasses and glazing my eyes over long before the print would’ve done. There really still is a place for the hard copy version.

Not having ANY local paper is a good way to shoot yourself in the foot. Maybe get a shopping newspaper which will REALLY give you cause for complaint.
It’s hard when you remember a thick paper, replete with local issues, maybe even literary supplements and active letter pages only to see it dwindle down to a single 4 page section, if that. But entropy is the nature of the universe. Things change. Or, as Thoreau says, “Things don’t change – we change.” I believe in newspapers with all my heart and in making them BETTER by contribution and encouragement. Anything else is just daft!