HiddenEntries (A Wholly Owned Cynthia Publishing Company Subsidiary Blog)

A little flora to brighten your otherwise drab & colorless existence now! Color!

And now, as Billie Jakesbeer once put it, ‘The Darling Buds (of May)…’

Look who made partner! Zoom! The Old Master Mistah Richard Mitchell would have been crazy-proud. We know we are. Undoubtedly, Empyrean Capital >>>>>> Cynthia Publishing Co.!

Shoot dogs, always, but only photographically, or cinematically. May Cricket Noem’s eternal canine spirit neverendingly poke & gnaw at her old owner’s twisted psyche, amen. Kevork K. Kevorkian, shown here in a Sisyphean GIF loop, provides one way of doing it. Go, Cricket, go!

Now this was a derby!

Saturday!

This was a longshot winner here today.

Yes, yes, yes, we are lousy for sports over here, especially the sports that have some element of randomness and crazy bounces and a bit of unpredictability attached. Hoopball & ’murrikan gridiron throwball are not those sports, given that the ball is directly handled by the, well, hands. On the other hoof, give us some athletic competition in which the moving object is directed by a proxy — chief among them, for us, are the hockey stick & the tennis racquet — and we get more excited. Fútbol, obviously, is supremely qualifying in this regard: LOOK, MA! NO HANDS!

Anytime your song mashes-up jangle-pop & Pachelbel’s Canon in D, well, hey…

Five-nil to The Arsenal over hapless visitors Chelski!