| tiger, crank, happen, homily, pay the price.
Image by Cowboy Lucas, caption by Owen.
The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed!
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.
Reverend Pete tried a metaphor to seek
ReplyDeleteAs a basis for his homily of the week.
Thought of his old car, so hard to crank,
Tho he paid the price for a tiger in the tank.
How different was a person from that role?
Prone to procrastinate heading to a goal?
Something has to happen as an ignition key
To get us going to where we ought to be!
Then there were the wires to the battery,
Which was kept charged for electrons free!
Soon the metaphor was completely out of hand!
Poor Reverend Pete was doing not-so-grand.
This was a lightening Jumble for me. All four popped right in and the solution quickly followed. Even quicker if I'd seen Owen's picture first.
ReplyDeleteAh, the runaway homily. I should send that poem to Father Tony.
WC
Of the two jumble cartoons and captions, I kind of think that the newspaper version is more logically connected to the solution, but I love seeing a picture of Vincent Price, one of my favorite actors ever. Thanks. The jumble clues and solution all came pretty easily.
ReplyDeleteReverend Pete makes far too much sense to me, as I have been in a funk of procrastination lately, from which I hope I'm emerging. And my old car's battery died lat week, so, Owen, I think you must have esp, and you're reading my life!
So, Sandy, you're thinking of replacing that battery some time , maybe TOMORROW
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I'm a horrible procrastinater. I'm supposed to get my car checked . One of these days.
"Hi, could you tell me when the procrastinaters club meets?"
Tomorrow.
"Oh, Wednesday?"
No. TOMORROW!.
WC
Now wait, Wilbur, it's been replaced already. I didn't procrastinate about that.
ReplyDeleteI knew that. I can't resist OLD Jokes
DeleteWell, I had some trouble with the crossword puzzle this morning (and it's only Tuesday), then trouble with a "gentle" Sudoku--something I've never had before. So I was going to start despairing if I had trouble with the Jumble. But it turned out to be a delight, thank goodness. I got all four items instantly, and the solution popped right out of the letters. What a relief. And then to find it all in your delightful poem was a great gift, Owen--thank you for that too.
ReplyDeleteHave a good day, everybody.
Today's J takes me back to the early '70s, when I was "courting" Vincent Price to be the star, not of a movie, but of a stage production of The Tempest for my Virginia Museum Theater. He had indicated real interest, so I flew out to meet him and to discuss the rehearsal schedule. I got lost in my rental car navigating the Hollywood Hills for the first time, so I was embarrassingly late when I arrived at the home where he was staying between films.
ReplyDeleteStill, he couldn't have been more gracious. He was taller than I'd expected and towered over me as he made us a lovely salad for our lunch. We had a fine chat about Shakespeare's play, and his eagerness to play Prospero was exciting. When I left, we had worked out a couple of schedule options for the coming season.
Alas, it was not to be. As we approached the deadline for the formal announcement of our next season, he was courteous enough to phone me himself with his regrets--and to say that he couldn't turn down the fantastic fee that a film producer had offered him to play in a movie that conflicted with our plans for The Tempest. The producer was offering to pay more than his usual price, and the film was to star him as a character who murdered critics using Shakespearean methods to finish them off.
In the end, I had to go with a different star and a different Shakespeare play. Stage productions can rarely afford to compete with Hollywood salaries. But I remember Vincent fondly--a gentleman of the old school.
~ OMK
A book I so much enjoyed as well, was I Like What I Know, by Vincent Price, about his lifelong love of art. It let me into his character a little bit and reinforced my interest in him.
ReplyDeleteOMK, what was the movie Vinnie stood you up for? Sounds interesting, let's see: daggers a la Caesar and McBeth...
ReplyDeleteMost of my Shakespeare comes from xword staple ELIA
WC
W.C. ~
ReplyDeleteI didn't see it till years later when it showed up on TV. (I was busy with our other projects when it came out in '73.) I looked up the title on IMDB.com and saw it got a 7.2 rating. It was good fun, a film called Theater of Blood, a perfect vehicle for the Goth, ghoulish types he's usually remembered for.
At least it had a Shakespearean theme.
I wanted a star for my next season, and I found one in E.G. Marshall. We met for the first time in the Universal commissary, and he came out to Virginia to play Macbeth for me.
Alfred Drake joined us too, not as an actor but as the director of a play we premiered, in which I got to perform.
~ OMK
What a fascinating Vincent Price story, Ol'Man Keith. And what a wonderful career you've had meeting actors like that as part of your professional work. Thank you so much for posting this memory!
ReplyDeleteTheater of Blood
ReplyDeleteI hope some other Corner friends come here to see your Vincent Price story, Ol'Man Keith! It deserves a great audience!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Misty,
ReplyDeleteBut I'm not sure what it will take to draw more than the five of us to make the leap over here.
Several seem to appreciate Owen's verses, so I am surprised more don't follow on that account. Maybe they don't have the Jumble in their local papers or other sources--and so don't know exactly what it is. Exact for that, I can't think of another reason.
~ OMK