News From The Mystical Front:
On this one world everybody's waiting on a bus.

Progress, Real And Imagined: A Fable:
One man had some occupants who didn't actually live there.

In its forced march toward attempted completion, ordinary criticism could be viewed as a two-thirds-stab at the analyzation of the new intelligence.

Not far from where you could've lived is a country whose national anthem is, "Sit Down And Shut Up!!"

At a recent forestry convention I met a chap who at all times carries with him his own personal Synonym Directory -- no, I don't mean it's his personal possession, I mean the book contains only synonyms for the word "me."

Whenever he had problems, this one guy'd call people up.

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Being enigmatic is not difficult if you can't think straight to begin with; the problem then is that you confuse yourself along with everyone else.

He insists he once had an outlook that was "surprising," but says he's never completely recovered from having seen
"history nude."

After years of city therapy and other self-improvement stuff, this one guy verbally plots his psychological progress by saying that he has gone from being an accident waiting to happen to being an accident waiting for people to slow down and stare at him.

Tuesday's advice to one kid from his sore-headed ole man was this: "If you find you can't be smart, then act real nice -- then everybody'll know you ain't smart."

Spotter's Guide Update:
In dimensionally limited realities, the more civilized areas may be identified by their creatures' tolerance of physical abuse coupled with their aggressive resistance to having their ideas pushed around the dance floor.

From our electronic viewing and reading audience comes this letter: "Is it possible to have an act that is itself a direct, cogent comment on the nature of man's intellectual reality?" Signed, "Dear Sir." Well, Dear Sir: Do you mean besides my failure to respond to this question?

"You might care to note" Department:
The king only corrects the spelling
of those whose writing he can read.

One mid-aged reality told a younger one, hanging around, "Even if a story ain't so hot, a real snappy surprise ending will make up for a lot. Remember that, in case you ever decide to expand."

Over near Two Folks Road was a man who was so good natured and jolly that he took himself along everywhere he went.