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Mar.30.2010
Hollywood and Beyond the Infinite     As soon as Johnny clicked the last leg of the card table into place, Ed stepped up and reverently laid the typewriter on its surface. Then they both drew back and gazed solemnly upon it. At long last, the place looked like home again. They both felt very fortunate to have gotten their old bungalow back. The...
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Mar.30.2010
To the Ends of the Universe     I woke up happy. It was Saturday morning, and I’d just proudly handed in my resignation from my temporary job at Popeye’s Chicken. I was in the mood for an outing. Maybe even someplace far, like Napa or Carmel. I’d finally found the strength to let go of my copy of Lights, Camera, Action Comics number 253, and the...
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Mar.30.2010
SING-ALONG!     They found themselves confronted by a group of youngsters sitting around a campfire. Flint noted instantly that the group consisted of seven boys and four girls, all between roughly eighteen and twenty-one years of age. At first glance they reminded him of a band of gypsies, such as the brothers had encountered in The Mystery of the...
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Mar.30.2010
SUCH A STRANGE VIBRATION!   Having camped out on many of their adventures, Flint and Chip were no strangers to the art of “roughing it.” As their motor bikes could only accommodate so much baggage and, furthermore, as they had to leave room for Jelly Roll to ride behind Chip, they had no choice but to travel light. In the end, they made do with their...
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Mar.30.2010
Who Knows What Tomorrow Will Bring?     I wanted a small ceremony, with a justice of the peace, just our folks as witnesses, and Cal, of course, to stand up for me. She wanted a gala affair with a guest list that included all the members of the Array of Splendid Striplings, the North American Alliance for Meetness, and the Pubescent Paladins. Not to...
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Mar.30.2010
Million Dollar Ideas     Darryl F. Zanuck tossed the screenplay on his desk and growled, “It stinks! And you’re telling me shooting starts in four days?” “Yes, D.F.,” Paulie Affirmato said. Zanuck sighed. “I guess we’ve got no choice,” he said. “Get me Ed and Johnny!” Paulie found himself in a quandary. His job description did not allow him use of...
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Mar.30.2010
THE BROKEN BIRD!     “I’ve been thinking about what you told me this morning,” Jelly Roll Horton said with a scowl. “And I’ve gotta tell you. I think it stinks!” Every day at 10:15 Balmy Bay High had a fifteen-minute period called Nutrition during which donuts and assorted beverages were available at the snack bar. Flint and Chip had each bought a...
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Mar.30.2010
A BOY NAMED SIDDHARTHA!     “So what now?” Chip asked. “We talk to Susie Charmin.” “But Dad said…” “We’re only going to talk to her.” “But if we find a clue…?” “Then we’ll have more information to bring to Dad.” “And you think he’ll let us take the case then?” “One thing at a time, Chip.” “Boy! I sure hope we find that clue!” Night had fallen. The boys...
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Jul.15.2009
Will, the Green-Eyed Monster from Earth And there she was, kissing the fish boy Finwad smack on the lips and thinking, “Yummy!  This dreamboat can really kiss!”    I’d been wrestling with myself for weeks, but finally I hadn’t been able to suppress my morbid curiosity any longer, and I’d broken out my collection of Lights, Camera, Action Comics, Featuring...
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Jul.15.2009
MALIGNANT INFLUENCES!      When Mrs. Diamond opened the door she looked as if she’d seen a brace of ghosts.  “Why, Flint and Chip Burly!  I was just about to call you boys and hire you to find Lucy!  Don’t tell me you include mind-reading among your many talents.”    “Heavens no, Mrs. Diamond!” Flint said, blushing.  “We just chased off a prowler from your yard...