I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.
Wednesday, 22 April 2009
Krazy Kat Goes a Wooing. George Herriman
Krazy Kat from 1916, the Great War was raging, daring young men in flying machines were zooming through the sky, Krazy is in love with Ignatz mouse, and Ignatz responds by throwing bricks....
Gary Rith posted Felix the cat on his blog, which reminded me just how much I love these oldies.
When I was a kid, I always had interesting stuff in my schoolbag, like a miniature steam engine, a gyroscope, a telescope..... I was famous for it, being a collector of eclectica, a romancer of rivets, my bag was known as Felix's magic bag... (no, I was Not known as Felix...) (um... sometimes they called me The Professor, other times? oh. well, ya know... My favourite book was "The Wind in the Willows", and I was the Mole).
YAY SOUBRIQUET! You and me, twins seperated at birth!
ReplyDeleteme and Ignatz ....
ReplyDeletewe're like THIS ya know?
xxx
rdm
Mule! Put that brick down... right now.
ReplyDeleteOWWWWWWW!!!!
'tis only made of poly-ur-afoam
ReplyDeleteand conforms to the head it's smackin' !!!
snickering,
xxx
rdm