Friday, April 4, 2014

Pewsitter Bust

Well, this bear seems to have thrown a party, and no one came.

The Flying Fickle Finger of Fate raised yours truly to the heights of fame, only to plunge him back into obscurity overnight. Had the Bear expected anything else, he might be sad. But this isn't the first time. The life of most bloggers is one of a hundred salutary mortifications. Bears need extra lessons in humility, and Providence mercifully supplies them in abundance.

Bears are unpredictable. They can be tenacious, then suddenly lose interest. One minute they appear almost tame, even cute; the next they are ferocious. They can make you laugh or scare you.

Bears are not safe. They are not for everyone.

On the other hand, it is hard to believe the Bear has raced to his 100th post already in this iteration of SCB. I know this is nothing compared to what Pete has done, but it's a milestone nonetheless. 

Thanks to everyone for your support and for joining the discussion. I wouldn't trade my little band of loyal friends for all the numbers in the world.


  1. What is not shown in the picture of the disconsolate bear is the cake trolley being wheeled in by a contingent of merry forest-dwellers, with the giant 100th Post cake with 100 candles on it, and the celebratory fireworks display, followed by a skit called "The Banishment of the Puppets of Doom" and folk songs and dopplebock around the campfire.

  2. That's exactly right! "Whence cometh these Giant Puppets of Doom," roared the Bear. / "From the Elders at Call to Action," squeaked Bunny Rabbit. / "Are they food?" asked the Bear. / "No," said Raccoon. "They appear to be made of an inedible hardened paper paste of some sort." / "The onto the bonfire with them!" the Bear cried in a terrible voice. "But be careful. Papier Mache makes a lot of sparks. And this time, guys, make sure there's nobody in the puppets, okay?" THE END

  3. "And this time, guys, make sure there's nobody in the puppets, okay?" THE END"

    awwww......not such a merry forest as I thought.

  4. Bear humor has involved worse, but that's kind of the metanarrative of the blog, if you will. Anyway it was the Raccoon. Never, ever trust those guys.

  5. oh no you totally misunderstood me! I was lamenting the ban.

    I'm rather a big fan of New Oxford Review's t-shirt slogan, "I'd rather be roasting heretics". (all in good fun you know:)

  6. Heretics suffer a... different fate. The Bear's attempts at ecumenism invariably go horribly wrong.

  7. Oh mamma, I'm home!!! I LOVE this site!!! :)

    the badger


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