The Confusion Of Fusion

donknottsMixing styles,
types, and genres
can make for some
interesting combinations……

You take some brass
and add an island beat,
you get Ska.

Pretty cool,

You take some lemongrass,
yogurt, and spiced beef,
you get a L.A. taco.

Pretty tasty, right?coffee

You take some normal
Sumatra coffee beans,
let something that looks
like a skunk-cat-racoon
( a civet ) digest ’em
for a couple days,
you get very expensive
designer coffee.

What does it taste like?

don’t ask ME –
I’m not drinking it. )

You combine a protoncolt
and a neutron,
and you get a deuteron.

( I think they mighta
named a book after that. )

Fusion is all about
putting one thing
that ain’t anything
at all like another
thing together.

Sometimes you get
a flash
of brilliance.

Sometimes you get
a flash,merman
followed by a
big old explosion.

Imagine Ernest Borgnine
marrying Ethel Merman.

(It happened.)

B O O M.

It lasted about
a day and a half.
(actually, a couple weeks)

Merman described it best:fatalwedding
” If you blinked,
you missed it …

I can’t help but wonder
what their wedding night
was really like.

I know, sick,
but I do that.

As I said, fusion can cause
some bizarre reactions.

Maybe I didn’t say that,
but I did just then, so….

Now if I can only remember
what my point was……

!!! HOY !!!


Pillow Talk

this one’s
mildly NFSW.

of course,
stands for:
Not For Sure What ‘ )

I was shuffling
through some of
my old antique
postcards today….

My philosophy is
that there’s no
sense collecting
anything if
you’re not
willing to share it.

I pulled out
a couple of antique
Lovelight” cards
from around 1910,
which were pretty
unique… even for
their time.

That’s considering
the fact only about
6% of the homes
in the United States
had electric lights
at the time.

These cards make me
want to try and imagine
just how romantic
and sexy spooning,
kissing ( and other
stuff, of course )
in the light of a
10-watt Edison bulb
must have seemed
to people then.

I also came across
a lovely card from
the 1960’s with a
poem by Anne Sexton —

“Put your mouthful
of words away

and come with me
to watch the lilies open
in such a field,
growing there like yachts,
slowly steering their petals
without nurses or clocks.”

Mind you…

Not that a beautiful verse
like that has anything
to do with our post today,a

( perish the thought )

……other than the fact
that I came across it,
as I was thinking
about coming up
with some
innovative way
of combining
some of my
beloved old
postcards with
my crappy old blog.




Since I’m obviously
all out of innovative…..

I think maybe I will
wax badly poetic
for this post.


… it’s either a
serious case
of an overheated
medulla oblongata
from the passion
in these old cards,

Or I definitely can feel
a poem coming on………..

There wuz a young girl
from Pawtucket….

No, wait……

……… not THAT one.

How about
this one 


Lie still whilea
I tell you

The gist of
what is true

And tho it makes
me a cheater

I’m going to
change the metre


So much
has changed
o’er all these years,
to hear the facts,
ye must lend
yer ears,
’tis true, it is
such simple text
that so much
of life
comes down
to sex


Sex is such
a wonderful thing
In the summer,
fall and spring
No wonder
it’s so pop
Choose bottom,
middle or top 


Such it was in 2
olden days,
that women
oughtn’t act in ways
to smoke or drink
or cuss or swear
she oughtn’t even
let down her hair

* aa

‘Course now those
rules are dumped
(for her)

She can even
dress up like
Lily Mun- (ster)

Her legs and chest
she need not cover

She can even
have a furry lover



bearIt’s alright, ’cause
we don’t care
After all, he’s smarter
than the average bear
If confused you be
o’er what
love requires
Remember only
you can prevent
forest fires


What men want
is easy to tell
It’s been the same
since Eden fell
Info on what
women want
is scanty
Since they invented
elastic for their panty


bonheurSkimpy outfits
grab your eye
Come on looks
that make
you try

What she’ll do
and what
she don’t

You might
find out
later that
she just won’t .


bettie_pageSex in pop music,
sex in modern art
Porn for the young,
viagra for old farts
Every where you go,
sex is the rage
Every school
boy knows-
that’s Betty Page!


Sex is easy to find,
don’t wink
or smirk
Hey- what
about that
pretty girl at work?
Careful though-
don’t make
that pass
Unless yer certain
that she wants
yer ass


Cause sexy as vegasbaby
she was when hired
She sure as shit
can get you fired
And tho Las Vegas
was once real nice
It now is NOT
the place for Vice


If you wanna
get wilder than
you used to be
You always
got S&M
and B&D
But I’d watch out,
before you bite
Cause she’s crazy,
that Mistress
Snow White


I don’t complain z116414071
I’m not INSANE
I think sex
is really Jake
And like the
Beatles said:
The love you take
is equal to the
love you make.


PS: Yeah, I know
it sucks as a poem.
Hey- I never said
I was Walt Whitman! 


Cheers !

Lulu And Leander


This unusual postcard
was one in
a series of cards
issued around 1906 —

It was called a “Magic Postcard”,
and it was heat activated —

the instructions on the card read:

 “run a hot flat iron leander
over the back of these postcards 
or hold
them over a gas jet,
or a lamp, or
a burning match

(but be careful not
to set them on fire)
—and see what happens”.

if you were successful
in not starting
an unintentional
conflagration ——

— on the top card,
called “Where’s Leander?”
you could see a jealous
husband having a
bit of a tantrum —

and on the second card,
“What is the cause
of Leander’s anger?”

while you can clearly see
that same jealous husband
on the left —

he would be suddenly
accompanied by a
rather affectionatecouch
older man, and the
same only-a-bit-reticent
young lady kissing
(in red)
on the right of the card,
— as it was heated.

The ‘invisible’ ink
that was usedlululeander
has absorbed
light and dust
over the years,
making the ‘secret image’
much more easy
for US to see.

Which is good,
because I have no ideahowarth
whether heating your
computer screen
would have had
the same effect.

I’m thinking probably not.

The creator was
an American artisttrials
by the name of
Franklin Morris Howarth
(1855-1908), who did illustrations for
popular publications like:
and Life Magazines.

The characters in greeneyed
these cards are from
his 1900’s cartoon strip
called “Lulu and Leander” .

the plot of the comic
was thus:

The lovely doe-eyed
Edwardian lady in
question, Lulu,
seemed to have had
several admirers
in her social circle,
which would upset
the husband Leander
to no end.

In particular,
Leander disliked a
young man namedcharleyonthespot
Charley Onthespot,
who always seemed
to be conveniently
present whenever
Lulu was around…..

Leander was a
bit of load  —

— for one thing,
he didn’t like dogs
(and they didn’t like him),
which I always
think is a bad sign —

And his pride
and impetuosity
was always
getting him into the
most difficult situations ….

— he was also prettya1
arrogant and pompous,
as I guess you’d expect
some male members
of the upper crust
would have been back then,

And Lulu, on her part,
didn’t seem to put up
all that much resistance
to the many advances
coming her way….

….. but she did seem to have
complete control over what
was going on around her.

To me she seems
rather charming, bold,
and harmlessly coquettish,
not to mention
although Leander
didn’t seem
to appreciate the finer
points of all that.

The comic strip started in 1904–
(using characters Howarth
had developed in the 1890’s)a1a
with Leander and Lulu dating……

Lulu’s parents weren’t
all that crazy about Leander,
and with his various
misadventures in
courting her, Leander
wasn’t making
it easy for them
to come around
to the idea
that he would make
Lulu a good husband.

Eventually, “Popper”
(the father)
banned the idea altogether —

— after Leander fell
off a ladder
on top of him in
the middle of the night. eloped

Not good.

Anyhoo —

Leander finally convinced Lulu to elope to Niagara Falls with him by train —

— Leander hiking the last 25 miles by himself after foolishly getting off
the train to pick Lulu
some wild flowers
during a short
maintenance stop.

It was a strange
little comic strip
full of love’s pathos
and human frailties,

and lasted only a
couple of years
before Howarth’s
death in 1908.

It’s also a favorite of mine,
for some reason.a11

And I’ve included some strips
from the Sunday Funnies
of the Chicago
Sunday American
— from 1904 to 1906 —
in the hopes that
you may like it too.