Reblogged from Barb Taub, where her gorgeous dog, Peri announces the winner of a copy of my Ani’s Doggerel….and Barb launches her own unique take on the Christmas catalogue…
My dog Peri wants to announce the winner of her friend Ani’s book! Check the bottom of this post to see if it’s you. [Note from Barb–this blog post was a holiday column from back in the day that was going to be a ThrowbackThursday only I just noticed that it’s actually Friday. This happens with disturbing regularity around here, now that I’ve retired and all my days are Saturdays.]
The codfish lays ten thousand eggs.
The homely hen lays one.
The codfish never cackles
To tell you what she’s done.
And so we scorn the codfish, while the humble hen we prize,
Which only goes to show you, that it pays to advertise. —Anonymous
I’ve been studying the great humorists of our times—Tina Fey, Dave Barry, The Republican Party, Big Bird—and asking myself, “What do they have that I don’t?”
“Other than millions of fans, agents, tons of money, occasionally odd hair, and the random feather,” certain members of my family have been known to answer, “they probably don’t talk to themselves.”
Well, they are just WRONG! I have plenty of odd-hair days, and THEY have licensed products with their logos on them. (I’ve even heard when alone in his/her/its dressing room, Big Bird tells him/her/itself, “Sunny day, Licensing sure can pay, On my way to where the money is sweet. Can you tell me how to get, Get more fees from Sesame Street?”)
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