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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed! And couching them in Poetry is definitely NOT required.
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Even tho it's past midnight, I just posted a detailed description of yesterday's cartoon on yesterday's page. The main line of interest: "one of the shows creators, James Burrows, fields a phone call".
I've also posted an enlarged version of today's cartoon from the ChiTrib mobile app (which posted at midnight, my time, 2 hours ahead of when their computer page will post it) MUCH clearer than the ArkDemGaz black & white (which is probably the same as what print newspaper readers will see), and will probably be better than the color versions I'll be able to see in 1.5 hours from now.
Good to know, Owen. I honestly didn't see howbthatbcould have been a first-season Kelsey Grammer. But I am very glad you solved the mystery for us. Interesting, too, to know that James is Abe Burrows' son.
Today's jumble solution jumped to the eye quite quickly. Cute-ish, but I don't really see the logic of it. I mean, they are making a mess, and not tending to business. Well, I suppose that's the link.
Abe Burrows made a lame joke when we were introduced. ("Lame" from Abe, of course, being in a class by itself.)
He did a take, then said, "My god, what happened? You've changed!"
I share the same name as one of his writing partners of many years...
"Primate Exchange"
"What is truth?" asked jesting Pilate.
Then silence. Was an answer left unsaid?
Was he a bossy, mocking tyrant,
or an honest philosoph, well-read?
The exchange is minus a reply from Jesus,
whether His stillness or in words unwritten.
Perhaps He thought the governor facetious,
not ready yet to attend and listen.
But somehow the Roman found a sign,
perhaps a kernel of honor in Jesus' face.
Did he sense an aura of the divine,
a lack of guilt, of sin not a trace?
For he answered his own query to the assembly at large,
"I find this man innocent of all that you charge."
~ OMK
Adrian is surely the boss from hell as Natalie Teeger was told
Sherona, his former nurse, remarried her ex and returned to Freehold.
That's Jersey, my friend.
It goes unsaid that his habits were more than a bit uncouth.
"He's a bit compulsive", she said. Of that there was a kernel of truth.
But he always got his man in the end
The pluses outweighed the minuses in caring for him nonetheless
Taking care of business was the key to Detective Monk's success.
WC
I am humbled to know such famous people in this humble abode known as Jumbleville.
What was the show your wife and Burrows Jr staged in New York? NtSo the "lame" joke?
After all lame humor is the raison d'etre of J-ville
My joke about Nancy shuffling off to Buffalo skipped by FLN
WC
"Reform"
Benjamin was a bit bossy
so his reviews were none too glossy.
His workers gave him a minus
which made him both mind and fuss.
But one day he wrote in his journal
that he now understood the kernel
of his current unpopularity
with some new-found clarity.
He left his concerns unsaid
but became much kinder instead.
He stopped acting like a monkey
and began to be funny and punky.
His workers began to guess
that Ben tried to change his business.
And slowly they began to support him
and, in turn, he continued to court them.
Now everything is okay
because kindness has won the day.
Wilbur ~ I don't remember the name of the show. It was a series of sketches by a group of 5 or 6 Yalies, part improv, never written down.
As far as I know, the only people who went on to professional work out of that show were Jim, Phil Proctor (a founder of Firesign Theater), and my Ex, Janet Bell, who did major comic & serious roles for our rep company.
Enjoyed your take on Adrian Monk, the flawed hero of one of my fave TV shows.
Tony Shaloub was always an actor to watch, and Monk a most fortunate meeting of actor and role!
Misty ~ Your Benjamin is one lucky cuss,
to be able to reform with a minimum of fuss!
I think you hit on a significant key
to honest popularity.
We just need to embrace a negative virtue
(as easy as sneezing--right? Achoo!)
Only get that idea into our head,
and leave our personal concerns ...unsaid.
~ OMK
My goodness, Ol' Man Keith, your intense religious poem made me wonder for a moment if it was Easter tomorrow--no, Valentine's day. Pilate is certainly a complex historical figure, isn't he? He apparently did not want to convict Jesus and yet in the end ordered his crucifixion. But I gather there are differing and conflicting assessments of him.
And, then, your sweet response to my Benjamin poem--a wonderful way to express your review. Thank you especially for that.
Wilbur, I'm afraid I'm unfamiliar with the characters and plot of your poem, but it certainly sounds intriguing. I'll look up the figures sometime, when I have a minute.
Misty, it was you who steered me to that Canadian Detective Series. Name escapes me but I watch it occasionally. I think Bat Masterson was in one of the episodes as he was contemporary with the dating.
Bat retired from Sheriffing out west and became a Sports Reporter in NY which for me is more interesting than Western shootem'ups.
OMK, I've seen a good percentage, on replay, of the 8*16 Monk episodes. Did they just run out of ideas. Remember the last two part Series. Let Disher finds a job in Summit NJ.* I'm not sure if we're supposed to surmise that Natalie and Adrian become a couple.
Admittedly, Monk is quirky humor and not for everyone. I also got into Mom, which unusually, became better year by year as new characters and plot lines emerged. TBBT the reverse. 70s Show and 2 ½ Men the reverse.
WC
*Not far from where I lived in "Jersey" in 9/67-3/68 just prior to my OCS adventure. I worked in Newark, would park in Summit then after work take the Path to NY and after Clubbing all night a train(Bar Car-Loved it) to Summit.
Passed out one night, went to the end of the line but was allowed back to Summit. Get the picture(from a few of my AA poems)
Another night I missed the last train and took a bus to Scotch Plains on the other side of Berkeley Heights and had to go walk five miles in zero degree temp with no liner on my trench coat. I thought Jersey was South of Mason Dixon line
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