Archive for the ‘Alliteration’ Category

Mayan comics and alliterative music

March 12, 2016

Recent e-mail from my old friend Larry Schourup with two very different offerings of interest: a piece about Mayan counterparts to modern comics, and a response to my 2/23/16 posting (on “Who is Silvia?”), which had a Schubert setting of Shakespeare, very alliterative, with a (Kurt) Moll performance of Mozart (from The Marriage of Figaro), also alliterative.

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Briefly noted: note from a subculture

June 6, 2014

A business card (two-sided, mounted here on an ornamental card) from an establishment in British Columbia, picked up by a friend visiting there: a private  place for men to enjoy sexual connection. These range from the gay baths, for relatively short-term liaisons, to those that label themselves as hotels or resorts (some in urban locations, some rural), offering everything from tricking to vacations for couples. Hung Homo Homestay (despite the slangy alliterative name) is definitely at the high end.

I’ll eventually post some about male body types and tastes about them. Here I merely note that these men have exceptionally, indeed abnormally, developed musculature — not to everyone’s taste (think of it as ornamental rather than necessarily arousing), and certainly not found routinely at homo hook-up havens.

Five for Friday

May 18, 2014

Five items, several of which lead to more complex topics: a Harry Bliss cartoon that I caught, reprinted, in the Funny Times for May; a Zippy on art forgery; a One Big Happy with a kid eggcorn; a Zits with alliteration and rhyme (and the sexual marketplace); and a Rhymes With Orange on consonants and vowels.

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The poetry of green tea

April 25, 2014

Among the many teas sold by Tazo (from South Seattle WA) are three green teas that my daughter got for me recently, to replenish my supplies. The company is into lush, poetic descriptions of its products — quite entertaining, if you’re in the right mood.

The descriptive material comes in two parts: one part characterizes the taste of a tea, the other is copy poetically evoking a scene or feelings associated with it. Sometimes I think these are cool, but often I think they’re just funny.

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Krazy Kat

April 23, 2014

Fred Shapiro on ADS-L yesterday:

Since I am now working on the second edition of the Yale Book of Quotations, let me ask, were there any particularly memorable catchphrases or one-off quotations from the Krazy Kat strip?

John Baker replies:

Well, Krazy Kat referred to Ignatz Mouse as “Li’l Dollink,” and the strip’s captions referred to Joe Stork as “purveyor of progeny to prince & proletarian.”  I don’t know if either of those really qualify as particularly memorable.

KK’s Dollink (for Darling): it’ sounds like Yiddish-English, but it begins to look like KK’s dialect is sui generis.

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Peanuts alliteration

January 21, 2014

Another Peanuts, this time with a pile of alliteration:

Who wouldn’t resent being called a tiny tot?

Meanwhile, the girls seem to be musically informed.

 

Doggie Diner

December 27, 2013

Today’s Zippy:

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BearBoat

September 12, 2013

Freshly appearing at a local restaurant, BearBoat wines, from Sonoma. Entertaining name, with its /b/’s. And with cute labels, with this as a template:

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Particular instances have captions as well as the graphic.

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Screwball comedy

July 1, 2013

Today’s Zippy, another installment in the Barbara Stanwyck retrospective (Stella Dallas (1937) here, Double Indemnity (1944) here):

Zippy and Zerbina are coping with the plot of the alliterative The Mad Miss Manton of 1938.

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Garfield Minus Garfield

April 7, 2013

John Beavers writes from the University of Texas to recommend (to Elizabeth Traugott and me) the comic strip (of sorts) Garfield Minus Garfield:

The creator [Dan Walsh] basically just took Garfield strips [by Jim Davis] and removed Garfield but left everything else unchanged, so now Jon is basically just talking to himself.  It’s amazing the effect it has — a strip that normally is at best mildly amusing becomes a stark and unforgiving treatise on loneliness and deep existential crisis.

Oh my, yes.

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