There are several other Jumble blogs, but the ones I checked all started off by listing the answers. In this blog, answers can be either hinted at or masked by burying them in comments. No overt spoilers!
All hints are in the comments!
All hints are in the comments!
Saturday, November 21, 2020
Nov. 21, 2020
28 comments:
Ol' Man Keith
said...
The solution consists of 12 letters in two words. The first word takes 5 letters, and the second 7. There may be a hyphen linking the words. ~ OMK
That's a nice progression to your story, Wilbur, even though you were saddled with an odd bunch of words. I particularly liked the way you led up to Ivanhoe's name, as the tagging rhyme to "woe." One of the virtues of rhyme must be, not just that it gives a song-like aura to a poem, but that it creates a subliminal expectation of an important, as yet unknown, word or name ~ OMK
Keith, the USAToday site doesn't show the final arrangement until after the clues are filled in, so you can never get the whole puzzle in one shot. But after you put the picture in (and a space do it will wrap roght)type in the final using [square brackets]. [][][][][]-[][][][][][][]
"Song of the Husky Hunter" Oh, sing and strum of the Kalico Kitten who went for a dip one day! This was one baby who wasn't lazy, but a big time hunter in search of prey.
Oh, a mighty hunter was he, you see, and a fierce fisher-cat as well, hee hee! He came to a gully awash in rain, thought he saw sumpin ', & looked again, and Dang! for just inside of one minute was sure he saw a minnow down in it!
He took the plunge and was fast on its tail, but it wasn't long before he did flounder & flail-- for he had to learn, despite vigor & vim, he couldn't change nature's law--that kittens can't swim. ~ OMK
Thanks, Owen. Sorry that I can't do it that way. I'm not able to finish solving for the solution myself, so don't yet know the word/letter breakdown, when I must work my way upstairs to bed about 1:15 PST. That's when I lose access to my desktop--which I'd need for re-posting any visuals. From 1:15 to 3:30 I can keep working in bed with my iPad, but ONLY with text. By the time I have solved it, or see the solution breakdown on the LA Times' site, I can't make any adjustment to the visuals. I need to sleep by 3:30 in order to come back downstairs before 10:30. So please note I try to get the visual work--the cartoon itself--posted before 1:15. If I don't get it done by then, it would have to wait till around 11AM my time. I mentioned the LA Times, as it now posts the entire jumble--with the breakdown for the solution--earlier than it used to. Unfortunately, it still waits to around 2AM, which is later than useful for me to show it here.
Sorry for long explanation. But I want to be clear what the obstacles are. ~ OMK
Dear Ol' Man Keith, a simply brilliant poem this morning--the best you ever posted, and possibly the best ever posted here on the blog! Wow! Congratulations!
It's especially impressive considering that with all your responsibilities for the blog, you also work in the creation of a daily poem. Many thanks for your hard work.
And, Owen, thank you for your help in keeping us going.
My goodness, Misty! Thank you. I doubt I will ever receive a finer compliment.
In addition to your affection for dogs, methinks you have a soft spot for juvenile felines. As I may have mentioned here some time in the past, I was raised with cats. I don't think I am overly infatuated, but I always enjoy watching kittens--and especially the scrapes they can get themselves into. I think it a shame they ever grow up. But maybe that can be said of all of us. ~ OMK
You're right, Ol Man Keith, I was initially a cat lover, raising a sweet cat called "Letter" when I was a graduate student in Buffalo. My 6 year old son loved his gift of a "letter board" and so insisted on calling our cat "Letter." One of my neighbors later confessed that he thought I was calling the mailman every morning, when I came outside and yelled "Letter" to call my cat to come home. Sadly, Letter was hit by a car, and after renting a house with a fenced yard I decided it was safer to have a dog who could be confined than to chance losing another loved cat. But like you, I was a cat lover in my youth."
The knight incognito had left the trysting tree for St Botolph Abbey Where Wilfred of Ivanhoe had retired to repair his wounds and stay. When the knight was apprised that Wilfred was safe and well he left With Wamba as his guide, playful as a kitten and seemingly befeft Of brains and sense. The jester was forever about his multiple tasks: Strumming on his makeshift fiddle, singing roundalays, wearing the mask Of the fool all the while guiding his master past gullies and gaps. For the valiant knight was ever fearless the other weary of traps. "For ever the mighty shark, my Lord, may find his way to the fishers net, While the cunning minnow is careful to avoid the hidden, unknown threat.
Though cowardly and a petty tyrant Prince John had an agile mind His plot to usurp the crown though unjust must forge ahead As long as Richard was buried abroad he'd adapt and surely find A way to advance the docket, though unraveling thread by thread.
The burly DeBoeuf rumored slain, the Jew, Isaac and his hoard Of gold taken by outlaws. DeBois smitten by a maidens spell And wherefore De Bracy, he with his hundred sword? The dominos were falling, piece by piece. What next? Who's to tell?
Leave it to Fitzhurse to ferret out a plan of action When at a gallop, DeBracy arrived, all in a passion "It's him", the Knight exclaimed, the knight incognito It's Richard your brother!". John swooned, "Say it's not so" ****** Noble,Amoeba,Cravat,Ahead;Some nerve Ground,Absurb,Eldest,Podium, Rodent,Elicit;Partners in grime ----- While Fitzhurse labored to restore the shaken DeBracy's nerve The huddled nobles were aghast at the daring and verve Of the outlaw chief, Locksley. And from his clerical podium The amiable Aymer snatched. "The situation's ad-absurdum!"
Those grimy rodents of the woods, hiding under ground Ready to pounce on unwary travelers nary making a sound In their forest green cravats eliciting ransoms from our partners No respect for elders, worse than unruly kindergartners "We must plan ahead" said the wily John "Or all our plans and schemes will have come and gone" ------ I see that the part where John conspires to waylay Richard in his travels never made to verse. I switched to Rebecca and Sir Brian.
With luck we'll see how that dastardly plan unfolds: Will the ambush succeed? Or with Richard's arm and Wamba's wit will the snare be foiled.
Tune into Wilbur in the Woods for the next chapter
SUNDAY ALERT! I am not promising a posting tonight, as I don't know what to expect on my first Sunday of filling in. I don't know if the usual double Jumbles can be found on a single site, or if it will require leeching off of two different hosts. And since I don't know what their posting timetables may be, I can't be sure if and when I can put something up.
I will do my best, but this is a good place to mention again that I do not intend to keep maintaining this page. We all pray for Owen's health, or for somebody to step up. ~ OMK
I do the puzzle at shockwave.com. It comes out there at least 4 hours earlier than anywhere else. 6 PM Mountain Time.
Sunday is coming up. Shockwave will run the j4, USAToday will run the j6, but only 2 words at a time, so impossible to get a screen shot, and the ChiTrib will run the j6.
Is this the first mention of Wamba, Wilbur? I forget. Your cast of characters is pretty extensive. Having once played Lear, I have an earned fondness for fools and jesters (not the same types of clown). I like your concluding couplet. A good epigram always contrasts its elements. I notice here the actual difference is not between "shark" and "minnow," but in the adjectives that precede them, "mighty" and "cunning."
It's good to see again your earlier verses. Reminder of how complicated the narrative has grown--and also of the many different character studies it contains. I get a kick again imagining the Merry Men in "cravats," those fancy neckties favored by aristos.
Misty ~ Nice to envision Cherry & Mary seeing such pals in each other. Such a happy stasis/exposition! They seem to enjoy everything equally and together. And how simpatico can they be, each honoring the other's mother--or their own? I don't think they can be teenagers. I couldn't help wondering if, given one more verse, they might not have had a falling out...? Maybe a little inciting action? Or is that just me, being dramatic? ~ OMK
I checked Shockwave.com, Owen, but I am not a member and I don't have the proper flash player (which won't download for me anyway), so I'm afraid I am locked out of that option. ~ OMK
Sandy ~ When I tried the ChiTrib site before--three times actually--I ended up with some strange crosswords that they call Jumbles. But persistence may pay. I think I have found the way to the Jumbles we like. We shall see tonight. ~ OMK
Yes, they have both for the daily. When I get to the initial page I see a lineup of game possibilities and I click on the single word, jumbles. That should take you to a screen where you can choose a daily Jumble in color or black and white. The Sunday jumble site is more straigtforward; it takes you directly to the jumble.
How early can you access the new day's Jumble? I need to be able to reach it before 1:00 AM our time-- or it will be too late for me to reach it before late in the morning. ~ OMK
28 comments:
The solution consists of 12 letters in two words.
The first word takes 5 letters, and the second 7.
There may be a hyphen linking the words.
~ OMK
That's a nice progression to your story, Wilbur, even though you were saddled with an odd bunch of words.
I particularly liked the way you led up to Ivanhoe's name, as the tagging rhyme to "woe." One of the virtues of rhyme must be, not just that it gives a song-like aura to a poem, but that it creates a subliminal expectation of an important, as yet unknown, word or name
~ OMK
Keith, the USAToday site doesn't show the final arrangement until after the clues are filled in, so you can never get the whole puzzle in one shot. But after you put the picture in (and a space do it will wrap roght)type in the final using [square brackets].
[][][][][]-[][][][][][][]
* so it will wrap correctly
"Song of the Husky Hunter"
Oh, sing and strum of the Kalico Kitten
who went for a dip one day!
This was one baby who wasn't lazy,
but a big time hunter in search of prey.
Oh, a mighty hunter was he, you see,
and a fierce fisher-cat as well, hee hee!
He came to a gully awash in rain,
thought he saw sumpin ', & looked again,
and Dang! for just inside of one minute
was sure he saw a minnow down in it!
He took the plunge and was fast on its tail,
but it wasn't long before he did flounder & flail--
for he had to learn, despite vigor & vim,
he couldn't change nature's law--that kittens can't swim.
~ OMK
Thanks, Owen.
Sorry that I can't do it that way. I'm not able to finish solving for the solution myself, so don't yet know the word/letter breakdown, when I must work my way upstairs to bed about 1:15 PST. That's when I lose access to my desktop--which I'd need for re-posting any visuals.
From 1:15 to 3:30 I can keep working in bed with my iPad, but ONLY with text. By the time I have solved it, or see the solution breakdown on the LA Times' site, I can't make any adjustment to the visuals.
I need to sleep by 3:30 in order to come back downstairs before 10:30.
So please note I try to get the visual work--the cartoon itself--posted before 1:15. If I don't get it done by then, it would have to wait till around 11AM my time.
I mentioned the LA Times, as it now posts the entire jumble--with the breakdown for the solution--earlier than it used to. Unfortunately, it still waits to around 2AM, which is later than useful for me to show it here.
Sorry for long explanation. But I want to be clear what the obstacles are.
~ OMK
Do you know of an earlier posting of the whole Jumble, with spaces for the solution?
Something I can access by 1:00AM Pacific time?
~ OMK
My Kalico Kitten has asked that readers please adjust all her pronouns to "She, her, hers."
Thank you!
~ OMK
"Best Chums"
Cherry was Mary's best chum,
together guitars they would strum
while a melody they would hum
honoring each girl's Mum.
They were always happy and jolly,
never gloomy or sully,
their spirits avoiding a gully.
They loved a sofa to sit on,
each playing with her kitten
by letting them bite on a mitten.
Their fish tank held a minnow,
they put it next to a window.
They had no time for basking
with all their multi-tasking.
Dear Ol' Man Keith, a simply brilliant poem this morning--the best you ever posted, and possibly the best ever posted here on the blog!
Wow! Congratulations!
It's especially impressive considering that with all your responsibilities for the blog, you also work in the creation of a daily poem. Many thanks for your hard work.
And, Owen, thank you for your help in keeping us going.
My goodness, Misty!
Thank you. I doubt I will ever receive a finer compliment.
In addition to your affection for dogs, methinks you have a soft spot for juvenile felines.
As I may have mentioned here some time in the past, I was raised with cats.
I don't think I am overly infatuated, but I always enjoy watching kittens--and especially the scrapes they can get themselves into.
I think it a shame they ever grow up.
But maybe that can be said of all of us.
~ OMK
You're right, Ol Man Keith, I was initially a cat lover, raising a sweet cat called "Letter" when I was a graduate student in Buffalo. My 6 year old son loved his gift of a "letter board" and so insisted on calling our cat "Letter." One of my neighbors later confessed that he thought I was calling the mailman every morning, when I came outside and yelled "Letter" to call my cat to come home. Sadly, Letter was hit by a car, and after renting a house with a fenced yard I decided it was safer to have a dog who could be confined than to chance losing another loved cat. But like you, I was a cat lover in my youth."
The knight incognito had left the trysting tree for St Botolph Abbey
Where Wilfred of Ivanhoe had retired to repair his wounds and stay.
When the knight was apprised that Wilfred was safe and well he left
With Wamba as his guide, playful as a kitten and seemingly befeft
Of brains and sense. The jester was forever about his multiple tasks:
Strumming on his makeshift fiddle, singing roundalays, wearing the mask
Of the fool all the while guiding his master past gullies and gaps.
For the valiant knight was ever fearless the other weary of traps.
"For ever the mighty shark, my Lord, may find his way to the fishers net,
While the cunning minnow is careful to avoid the hidden, unknown threat.
WC
Wilbur, Wamba seems like my kind of person. Look forward to reading more about him.
Thanks.
Yes, Sandy, I can see the playful side of you while keeping a wary eye out.
Let me repost something weeks back about Prince John and his machinations
******
10/30,31
agile, hoard, ferret, docket, forged ahead.
Burly,Adapt,Justly,Domino;Burial plot
Though cowardly and a petty tyrant Prince John had an agile mind
His plot to usurp the crown though unjust must forge ahead
As long as Richard was buried abroad he'd adapt and surely find
A way to advance the docket, though unraveling thread by thread.
The burly DeBoeuf rumored slain, the Jew, Isaac and his hoard
Of gold taken by outlaws. DeBois smitten by a maidens spell
And wherefore De Bracy, he with his hundred sword?
The dominos were falling, piece by piece. What next? Who's to tell?
Leave it to Fitzhurse to ferret out a plan of action
When at a gallop, DeBracy arrived, all in a passion
"It's him", the Knight exclaimed, the knight incognito
It's Richard your brother!". John swooned, "Say it's not so"
******
Noble,Amoeba,Cravat,Ahead;Some nerve
Ground,Absurb,Eldest,Podium,
Rodent,Elicit;Partners in grime
-----
While Fitzhurse labored to restore the shaken DeBracy's nerve
The huddled nobles were aghast at the daring and verve
Of the outlaw chief, Locksley. And from his clerical podium
The amiable Aymer snatched. "The situation's ad-absurdum!"
Those grimy rodents of the woods, hiding under ground
Ready to pounce on unwary travelers nary making a sound
In their forest green cravats eliciting ransoms from our partners
No respect for elders, worse than unruly kindergartners
"We must plan ahead" said the wily John
"Or all our plans and schemes will have come and gone"
------
I see that the part where John conspires to waylay Richard in his travels never made to verse. I switched to Rebecca and Sir Brian.
With luck we'll see how that dastardly plan unfolds: Will the ambush succeed? Or with Richard's arm and Wamba's wit will the snare be foiled.
Tune into Wilbur in the Woods for the next chapter
SUNDAY ALERT!
I am not promising a posting tonight, as I don't know what to expect on my first Sunday of filling in.
I don't know if the usual double Jumbles can be found on a single site, or if it will require leeching off of two different hosts.
And since I don't know what their posting timetables may be, I can't be sure if and when I can put something up.
I will do my best, but this is a good place to mention again that I do not intend to keep maintaining this page.
We all pray for Owen's health, or for somebody to step up.
~ OMK
I do the puzzle at shockwave.com. It comes out there at least 4 hours earlier than anywhere else. 6 PM Mountain Time.
Sunday is coming up. Shockwave will run the j4, USAToday will run the j6, but only 2 words at a time, so impossible to get a screen shot, and the ChiTrib will run the j6.
Wilbur in the Woods! Great name.
Is this the first mention of Wamba, Wilbur? I forget. Your cast of characters is pretty extensive. Having once played Lear, I have an earned fondness for fools and jesters (not the same types of clown).
I like your concluding couplet. A good epigram always contrasts its elements.
I notice here the actual difference is not between "shark" and "minnow," but in the adjectives that precede them, "mighty" and "cunning."
It's good to see again your earlier verses. Reminder of how complicated the narrative has grown--and also of the many different character studies it contains.
I get a kick again imagining the Merry Men in "cravats," those fancy neckties favored by aristos.
Misty ~ Nice to envision Cherry & Mary seeing such pals in each other. Such a happy stasis/exposition!
They seem to enjoy everything equally and together. And how simpatico can they be, each honoring the other's mother--or their own?
I don't think they can be teenagers.
I couldn't help wondering if, given one more verse, they might not have had a falling out...? Maybe a little inciting action?
Or is that just me, being dramatic?
~ OMK
Thanks for the added info, Owen.
Given my schedule, I'll do what I can...
~ OMK
I checked Shockwave.com, Owen, but I am not a member and I don't have the proper flash player (which won't download for me anyway), so I'm afraid I am locked out of that option.
~ OMK
Just my two pennies: I think Sundays would survive ok with just a j6. And I do recommend ChiTrib.
Sandy ~ When I tried the ChiTrib site before--three times actually--I ended up with some strange crosswords that they call Jumbles.
But persistence may pay. I think I have found the way to the Jumbles we like. We shall see tonight.
~ OMK
Yes, they have both for the daily. When I get to the initial page I see a lineup of game possibilities and I click on the single word, jumbles. That should take you to a screen where you can choose a daily Jumble in color or black and white.
The Sunday jumble site is more straigtforward; it takes you directly to the jumble.
How early can you access the new day's Jumble?
I need to be able to reach it before 1:00 AM our time-- or it will be too late for me to reach it before late in the morning.
~ OMK
Try at midnight.
There it is, OMK. About a rabbit!
Oops! Sorry! A teacher.
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