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Photo finish Friday: “Stealing one last look”

Before the holidays slip completely into memory, let's steal on last look ... or present.

Before the holidays slip completely into memory, let’s steal on last look … or present.

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cARtOONSDAY: “cHRISTMAS wISH”

Willard at a crossroads.

Willard at a crossroads.

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Monday morning writing joke: ” Santa to a writer”

This Christmas season.

Santa Claus to a writer: “What do you want for Christmas?”

Writer: “A bestseller.”

Christmas morning the writer wakes up to find the latest New York Times bestseller wrapped and under his tree.

Next Christmas season.

Santa Claus to the same writer: “What do you want for Christmas?”

Writer: “My own bestseller.”

Christmas morning the writer wakes up to find the latest New York Times bestseller autographed to him by the author wrapped and under his tree.

The Christmas season after that.

Santa Claus to the same writer: “What do you want for Christmas?”

Writer: “A bestseller that I wrote.”

Santa looks at the writer for a minute then says: “You’ve come to the wrong place. I bring presents not miracles.”

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cARtOONSDAY: “tHE lIST”

The plot thickens.

The plot thickens.

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Monday (morning) writing joke: “Laying it on”

A chicken and a detective-fiction writer waited in line to see Santa Claus.

When the chicken got up on Santa’s lap, it immediately laid an egg, which it gave to Santa.

When the writer sat on Santa’s lap, he also laid an egg.

“That’s amazing!” Santa said.

“Nah,” said the writer. “That’s just a copy of my latest work, a hard-boiled mystery. It’s pretty good, but it does tend to crack toward the end.”

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Monday morning writing joke: “Have and have not”

Q.: What do Santa Claus and a struggling writer have in common?

A.: Some people believe in them; other people don’t.

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Saturday: “Halloween Round-up”

Santa and a "demented" little Red Riding Hood.

Santa and a “demented” little Red Riding Hood.

This post is not writing related. For the small number of loyal reader who stop by, I hope you will indulge me. Halloween in my historic neighborhood in Knoxville, TN, has evolved into an event where literally hundreds of children (and would-be children) show up for trick or treat on Halloween in night. For example, in 2013, between 6:15 and 8:15 PM, 283 tricksters showed up. This year, 2014, between approximately 5:45 PM and 8:45 PM, 300 tricksters (young and not-so-young). Roughly the same, though this year there was some rain, gusty wind at times, and a stronger dip in temperatures than last year, all of which may have discouraged some.

As a side note, a fellow in an adjoining historic neighborhood complained that as the weather turned colder and rain and wind picked up, he had parents come to collect for their kids who stayed in the cars. I saw one or two examples of that, but mostly I saw kids and adults with umbrellas making the best of it.

Regardless, as you can see, that is quite a few tricksters who came to Old North Knoxville. I dressed as Santa Claus and handed out candy, while my wife and daughter went trick-or-treating with some friends. I surprised a few young tricksters when I would open the sidelight window next to our front door and stick my head out. Some were rendered speechless. A few asked if I was real, to which I replied, “I’m as real as you.” Two or three wanted to touch my white-gloved hand or my beard. A few older, more “seasoned” kids started into their Christmas wish list, including one young lady who wanted both an iPad and an iPhone among the items on her list. I just don’t know if she has been good enough to receive both or even one. She looked a little naughty to me. Then, again, I guess Halloween was the night for a little naughtiness.

Santa Claus and the Pink Unicorn Lady. Nothing says Halloween quite like a woman in pink with a horn on her head.

Santa Claus and the Pink Unicorn Lady. Nothing says Halloween quite like a woman in pink with a horn on her head.

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