cartoon vinyl

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A post at WFMU's Beware of the Blog contains a droolworthy cavalcade of 45s and LPs based on our Saturday Morning cartoon chums. It is of a breadth and depth I can't do justice to this morning, and I'm linking it here so I can check into it later. I already have a lot of these on my iPod (though so far it has failed to make me young again, somehow). There are some neat visuals too:



So, Kip, here it is! You other guys might find something interesting here too.
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merv

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Merv Griffin has been very sick, and now he has passed on. Mark Evanier has a tribute, including a couple of brief anecdotes.

Somehow, I feel like watching The Man With Two Brains again.
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the poetical cookery book

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While looking for something else on Project Gutenberg, I ended up looking at an anthology of humorous 19th-century English poetry. One of the items was a whole series of verses, originally presented in Punch, most of them set to tunes (even some I recognize).

ROASTED SUCKING-PIG.
AIR--"Scots wha has."

Cooks who'd roast a Sucking-pig,
Purchase one not over big;
Coarse ones are not worth a fig;
So a young one buy.
See that he is scalded well
(That is done by those who sell),
Therefore on that point to dwell,
Were absurdity.

Sage and bread, mix just enough,
Salt and pepper quantum suff.,
And the Pig's interior stuff,
With the whole combined.
To a fire that's rather high,
Lay it till completely dry;
Then to every part apply
Cloth, with butter lined.

Dredge with flour o'er and o'er,
Till the Pig will hold no more;
Then do nothing else before
'Tis for serving fit.
Then scrape off the flour with care;
Then a butter'd cloth prepare;
Rub it well; then cut--not tear--
Off the head of it.

Then take out and mix the brains
With the gravy it contains;
While it on the spit remains,
Cut the Pig in two.
Chop the sage, and chop the bread
Fine as very finest shred;
O'er it melted butter spread--
Stinginess won't do.

When it in the dish appears,
Garnish with the jaws and ears;
And when dinner-hour nears,
Ready let it be.
Who can offer such a dish
May dispense with fowl and fish;
And if he a guest should wish,
Let him send for me!

Some of these seem so precise you could maybe cook from them, but I don't make any warrant for that. There's twenty of them, and the rest follow...

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