Crazy Theories
Our Town – August 11, 2011
The Soupster spied NuBuck, one of the three Bucks in Our Town, along with “Red Buck” and plain “Buck.” NuBuck was named for the short, velvet-like whiskers that upholstered his cheeks and chin. The Soupster didn’t know how the brown-haired Red Buck got his name and regular Buck would just glare at you if you asked how he…
Read MoreOur Town – July 14, 2011
It wasn’t easy to make the Soupster feel like the stuffy serious one, but Cousin Robb had always had just that effect on him.
“The great ferry Malaspina,” Robb pronounced, as soon as the first-time visitor to Our Town stepped off the ramp to meet up with “Cousin” Soupster. “The name derives from the Russian word for `bad spine’ right?”
Read MoreOur Town – October 22, 2009
Originally published October 16, 2003 “Ouch,” said the Soupster, as Dr. Gwen pulled on his arm to examine the skin above his elbow. “Don’t yank it off, Doc!” “You’re a baby,” chided Dr. Gwen, hiking up the Soupster’s sleeve to get a better look. “But I’m glad you came to see me. Moles can signal…
Read MoreOur Town – July 30, 2009
The Soupster hoped the drizzling rain would keep the tourists downtown in the stores of Our Town and not out walking in the Park. The Soupster likes the Park better when it’s quiet. But understands that, for many tourists, this is the one day in their life they can visit The Park of Our Town.…
Read MoreOur Town – July 16, 2009
The Soupster dialed XYX-QYZQ and waited for his friend Chuck to pick up the phone. “Hello,” said a female voice. “Marcie?” said the Soupster, recognizing her voice. “Soupster?” said Marcie. “Ooops, wrong number. I was calling Chuck about his kayak,” the Soupster said. “So, what are you doing?” “Well, I’m very glad to be back…
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