ISSUE #23
GTNW!
GOOD TIMES NEWS
WEEKLY (GTNW):
THE GOOD TIMES
NEWS WEEKLY (GTNW): POEMS, STORIES, QUIZLERS',
SCRABBLE-[A][I][D][S],
'THOUGHT(S) FOR THE DAY', 'QUOTE(S) OF THE DAY', '
THE EDGE OF
ESPANOL', 'WHATSIS'?, 'SPELL
CHECKERS', & MUCH MORE!
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Executive Editor:
Doug Donnan
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CONTENTS:
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GTNW POETRY &
SHORT STORY SECTION:
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"The Chosen
Ones"
by
Doug Donnan
I assume you've
seen the blurry footage of the boxcars as they rolled in on the wrought iron
tracks,
aboard are the
drawn and pallid faces of the chosen ones their sallow eyes betwixt the rotting
slats.
These chosen ones
were immediately ordered to all get out when the Nazi fiends slid back the
door,
they rudely herded
them all away to Auschwitz or Treblinka not for simple derention that's for
sure.
It seems that all
these unspeakable horrific atrocities have faded off into this movie newsreel
gray,
but these
heavyhearted films are truly enough to remind us of this dark time up until
this very day.
Please dear God
never again.
Please dear God
never again.
We beseech you and
we pray.
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"The Lonely
Hunter of the Heart's Menagerie"
by
Doug Donnan
Pride is an animal
that exists way deep down within,
lying all alone
and dormant in its torpid lionheart bin.
Once aroused it is
a daunting force of nature indeed,
traipsing all
about the ego, prepared to have its feed.
Lauded ferocious
King of the emotional jungle heart,
flaunting its
regal mein in a way that sets it far apart.
This great beast
is a treasure some never do behold,
a fearless opulent
brute with a coat that is pure gold!
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*Author's
Note:This vignette has more than just a
modicum of truth
involved in it. I did indeed find a
new Gideons Bible
laying on the side of the road!
"The Golden
Book"
by
Doug Donnan
"It was just
lying there on the curb I tell you Tom," I said as I fanned out the pages
under his pug nose for
effect.
"It didn't look like anybody had dropped it or threw it out of some
passing car window. It looked as
though
it
had been deliberately 'placed' there for whatever reason. Who knows?"
Tom gazed down at
the immaculate little black leather Gideon's Bible and then back up at me with
a kind of
perplexed puppy
look as if he were not only questioning my veracity, but my sanity as well.
"Deliberately
placed... hmm. Is there a name or something on the inside cover?" Tom
tried.
"Yeh, there's
a name inside all right," I snapped back as I thumbed back the inside
cover. "This Bible is 'placed'
by The
Gideons."
"So you think
the Gideons put it there on the sidewalk hoping that you'd stroll by on this
particular hot summer
day and pick it
up... just like that. Is that more or less what you're asking me to believe
here Doug?" he kind of
chuckled.
"Yeh smart
guy," I shot back. "And not only that, I discovered something else
about this crazy book. Something
that will blow
your damn mind completely away."
"Okay Dougie
boy. Let me have it, both barrels. I'm ready."
"Well I
started to read it a bit. I mean you know fate, karma, kismet whatever. I
started with Genesis. You know
'In the beginning
God did this and that and so forth', and then I closed it up and put it in my
computer bag here.
Follow me?"
"I'm with
you. It'll probably be a while before you have any 'Revelations'," he
chortled as he slapped me on
the shoulder.
I took a little
step back at this more or less fortuitous comment by my diminutive pal Tom. His
silly grin soon
turned into a
perplexed frown.
"What?"
is all he could come up with as he backhanded the midday sweat from his bangly,
blond forehead.
"Well, when I
opened the book up to where I had left off reading, somewhere around Genesis
chapter
twenty-eight, I
was incredibly shocked to find that all the words and lines that I had read
previously, the very
type itself, had
turned to gold!"
Tom looked up at
me as though I had just arrived on some alien starship or UFO of some kind. Now
'he' took an
incredulous step
backward.
"What can I
say Doug?" he shrugged matter-of-factly. "I don't believe it. Perhaps
you had better show it to me.
Prove it I guess
is what I'm saying."
I whipped the book
open again and pinched away the light paper pages for Genesis. "Read 'em
and weep Tommy,"
said I as I handed
over the Bible to him.
He accepted it
with a rather extended look into my eyes before he dropped his gaze down at the
floppy, open book.
His chocolate
brown eyes widened, owl-like as he skimmed over the points and pages of the
passage. Tom looked up
at me again. This
time with a squinting, furrowed brow.
"Okay Doug,
let's have it. How'd you do this... gold enamel White-Out or some kind of
micro-stencil filigree paint?
Fess
up amigo."
I grabbed the book
back and fingered at the golden lines of Genesis. "I'm telling you the
truth. I'll swear on this very
same gilding
Gideons good book if you want me to," I declared as I shut the book and
put my right hand atop it as
if I were about to
be sworn in at some trial or grand inquisition.
"I don't
think that will be necessary," he replied with a ponderous raised index
finger to his tightened lips.
"But I think
there is a definitely a sure fire way to prove you out."
"Okay, and
just 'what', pray tell, would help me do that?" I asked smugly.
"Why not just
continue reading from where you left off. Go back to the Lord hooking up with
Abraham at his tent door
by the terebinth
trees of Mamre. I think that was still in plain old black type. Yeh, go and
read on into chapter eighteen.
You can read
another chapter or so and then we'll just close up the book, wait for a moment,
and then re-open it.
Hell Doug, you can
read it out loud even. If you dare to. Come on Bible boy we can sit on that
park bench over there
under the
wandering, knotty chestnut tree to set the mood for you."
I accepted his
proposal with a slight, chin raised agreement and we crossed the street for our
golden experiment in
Pleasantry Park.
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The park wasn't
yet all that active with the usual wandering, watch-checking walkers and
runners. There were only
but a few past
pregnant mothers proudly pushing their perambulators all around and about the
neatly manicured park.
We settled back
into our recently (but not 'too' recently) green painted bench.
"Okay Dougie
boy, you read and I'll wait," Tom opened matter-of-factly as he studies
the fluid stride of a buxom
blonde
grass-blade runner.
I found the place
where I had left off (where gold print met black) and delved in. I read on for
about five minutes or so
slowly, trying to
concentrate on all the archaic words and aphorisms that the Bible presents, and
then collapsed the
book closed and
turned to my remarkably patient, lightfully whistling friend.
"Okay
Tom," I said confidently. "We'll just wait a minute or two and then
open it back up. We'll soon see what
happens.
Okay?"
"Sure thing
Doug," he replied wistfully. "Is that so we can give God's, or
whoever's, golden ink time to set?"
"Oh ye of
little faith," said I in my best Savioralistic mimicry. "Good things
come to those who wait don't you know?"
So we waited,
perhaps a little impatiently I dare say, for the results of our divine
lithographic alchemy. Then I decided,
for whatever
reaso, that time was up.
"Okay, let's
just see what happened," said I.
"Or 'didn't'
happen," from the doubting Thomas.
I opened up the
book and thumbed back to where I had left off at the very beginning of The
Second Book Of Moses:
Exodus. My eyes
opened wide in delight and consternation at the enigmatic miracle.
The new words and
passages that I just finished reading (not aloud!) had indeed also,
miraculously, transformed to gold!
My friend had now
turned a pasty white in shock and disbelief.
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"Well, 'that'
is both awesome and downright unbelievably scary," Tom finally declared
with widened eyes. "But let's just
go ahead and take
our golden text test one step further. Shall we Doug old bean?" he asked
as he reached for the open
Bible.
"And what,
pray tell, pun intended, would that second step be?" I asked in return,
feeling both vindicated and re-challenged
at the same time.
"Let 'me'
just give it a shot. I'll pick up where you left off here at chapter one ...
Exodus and read a while and then we'll close
her up and then
re-open it and see what transpires. This will tell us quite a few things not
the least of which is does this golden
book you found
lying on the ground only afford 'you' this golden privilege or does it work for
others as well?"
I looked at him in
a rather curious fashion and then released the book over to him. "Okay
let's do it," I said inwardly hoping
concurrently that
the words would change for him... and that they wouldn't.
So Tom flipped
away until he got to my golden 'Exodus' point and began to read on in a muted
whisper. A few people strolled
by with an
assortment of pulling dogs and puppys. 'Reel in' leashes in one hand and
sagging, damp poop bags in the other. If
any one of them
took notice of our wistful, pastoral bench mark experiment they didn't show it.
[ Approximately 10
minutes later ]
"Okay, okay
that should be long enough," I decided with more than just a bit of
anxious impatience. "Unless you're getting
caught up in it
all. Pass it over here, pun intended again, and let's just see what the hell
happens."
"But Moses is
just about to lay down the laws he got from God up on Mount Sinai. Exodus:
Chapter 20," Tom said as he
hesitatingly
closed up the book and handed it over to me. "Man it's gonna' be fire and
brimstone I'm thinking."
"That sounds
very interesting, but it's not 'content' we're concerned with right now.
Okay?" said I as I placed the Bible
atop my thighs as
though it were some kind of holy laptop.
We played our
little waiting game again and then turned to Moses. We studied the lines and
chapters that Tom said he
had read.
Nothing had
changed... all was in black type.
"Well, well,
well," Tom declared. "It would appear Dougie boy that you may have
just been selected as one of the chosen
few. Perhaps the 'soul', pun intended by me
this time, chosen one. I guess we could try out a third and fourth party, but
it
seems like that
really won't be necessary. Your thoughts?"
I was now
completely bewildered, baffled and bemused at my golden Gideons Bible. Was he
right? Was I chosen for some
insane reason?
Chosen for what? Was I now supposed to lead the righteous somewhere or was it
just divine intervention
of some sort? I
truly didn't know what to say. I just stood there, mouth agape, and prayed
silently for some sort of sign
or spiritual
direction.
We both waited
Nothing happened.
[Two Weeks Later]
I have interupted
my 'golden book' reading at the beginning of Revelations Chapter 22. I am very
excited about finishing,
but I'm also
nervous as hell!
sincerely,
Doug
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Color of the Day:
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"Good Book
Gold"
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Thought(s) for the
Day:
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'Wake up and sniff
the decaf.' (Doug)
'A satellite can
orbit an orb.' (Doug)
'A hook, a worm,
and a fish have 'only' one thing in common.' (Doug)
'I wonder if there
is such a thing as 'Avocado Pie with a Salsa glaze?' (Doug)
'An effective
rowboat must have 2 oars (minimum).' (Doug)
'All Golden
Retrievers are named either 'Rusty' or 'Brandy'. (Doug)
'If you get a
female chihuahua name it 'Pocohoundas.' (Doug)
'If Fed Ex ever
gets a blimp they should call it... 'FED UP'! (Doug)
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Quote(s) of the
Day:
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"Can I get a
witness?" (Marvin Gaye)
"An
optometrist is an expert eye witness.' (Doug)
"A potato
farmer can also be an expert eye witness.' (Doug)
"I'm an
expert witness for the Prostitution." (Doug)
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Anagrams,
Quizlers, & Much More!!!
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Anagram(s) of the
Day:
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> Unscramble
this word and feel like a winner!: INOMPHAC
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Puzzlers &
Quizlers of the Day:
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'SPELL CHECKERS':
Which of these words is misspelled?: 'Cutlas' /// 'Deflagrate' ///
'Gyroscope'
'Whatsis?"
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>> 1. What
is a 'Nephoscope'? /// 2. What is a
'Prawn'?
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Scribes. Singers
& Super Stars:
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>>> What
rock group sang: 'Band on the Run'?
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Who were the two lead actors in the movie: 'The Odd Couple'?
>>>>>
What can you get at 'Alice's Restaurant'?
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What rock group hit #1 with: "Born to be Wild'?
'SCRABBLE-[A][I][D][S]'
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[I][N][S][I[[P][I][D]:
Without flavor. /// [M][A][L][A][P][E][R][T]: Bold.
[M][A][S][T][I][C]:
A small evergreen tree. /// [N][O][R][T][H][I][N][G]: Deviation to the north.
[P][A][R][R][E][L]:
A chimney piece. /// [P][I][C][C][O][U][S]: Pitch black.
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'The Edge of
Espanol':
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"Says
who?": Dice quien?
"Just in
case.": Por si acaso.
"Take your
time.": Tome su tiempo.
"That's
life.": Asi es la vida/
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'The GTNW Pictureless
Toons':
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"Aroused
Suspicions", "Lost Marbles", "Lucky Ducks"
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"Aroused Suspicions" _____
'You may get
suspicious if you see your wedding picture album in the dumpster.'***+
'You may get
suspicious if you see your wife practicing throwing a Bowie Knife,'
'You may get
suspicious if you see a coyote with your chihuahua's red collar in its
mouth.'
'You may get
suspicious if you see a mule in your den.'***+
'You may get
suspicious if you see a copy of 'Lolita' in your daughter's bedroom.'
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"Aroused Suspicions" _____
_____ "Lost
Marbles" _____
'You may have lost
your marbles if you try to rotate your tires with the hubcaps still on.'
'You may have lost
your marbles if you use Mrs. Butterworth's as high grade motor oil.'
'You may have lost
your marbles if you try to use a waffle iron to write books for the blind.'***
'You may have lost
your marbles if you make a centerpiece bowl with lawn weeds.'***
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"Lost Marbles" _____
_____ "Lucky
Ducks" _____
'You may be
pushing your luck if you hang a Clydesdale horseshoe over your door with only
duct tape.'
'You may be
pushing your luck if you slap an 8 ft. Sasquatch on the ass.'
'You may be
pushing your luck if you make a series of 911 prank calls.'
'You may be
pushing your luck if you paint your house in Ferguson all white.'
'You may be
pushing your luck if you blindfold your pitbull.'***+
'You may be
pushing your luck if you go scuba diving with a T-Bone steak tied to your
ass.'***+
'You may be pushing
your luck if you give Mike Tyson a copy of 'Ulysees' by James Joyce.'
_____ End 'Lucky
Ducks' _____
*** Doug's 'Pics'
of the day
***+ Doug's Favs
***+LOL Doug makes
himself laugh!
***++LOL (off the
charts!)
Anagram, Puzzlers
& Quizlers, Spell Checkers, etc
Answers:
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>
'CHAMPION'
-SPELL CHECKERS:
All are spelled correctly!
>> 1. An
instrument used for cloud measurement.
/// 2. A shrimp-like crustacheon.
>>> Paul
McCartney & Wings
>>>>
Tony Randall (Felix) & Jack Klugman (Oscar)
>>>>>
'Anything you want!'
>>>>>>
Steppenwolf
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Adios,
Doug/Executive
Editor
goodtimesnewsweekly
donnan.doug@yahoo.com
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