Mister Scribbles

  Robert Williams, The Cartoon Disease . 1995.

Call the roller of big cigars, The muscular one, and bid him whip In kitchen cups concupiscent curds. Let the wenches dawdle in such dress As they are used to wear, and let the boys Bring flowers in last month's newspapers. Let be be finale of seem. The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream. Take from the dresser of deal, Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet On which she embroidered fantails once And spread it so as to cover her face. If her horny feet protrude, they come To show how cold she is, and dumb. Let the lamp affix its beam. The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream. Wallace Stevens, The Emperor Of Ice Cream. 1923. Photo from Cigar City Magazine.

There were once five-and-twenty tin soldiers. They were all brothers, born of the same old tin spoon. They shouldered their muskets and looked straight ahead of them, splendid in their uniforms, all red and blue. The very first thing in the world that they heard was, "Tin soldiers!" A small boy shouted it and clapped his hands as the lid was lifted off their box on his birthday. He immediately set them up on the table. All the soldiers looked exactly alike except one. He looked a little different as he had been cast last of all. The tin was short, so he had only one leg. But there he stood, as steady on one leg as any of the other soldiers on their two. But just you see, he'll be the remarkable one. On the table with the soldiers were many other playthings, and one that no eye could miss was a marvelous castle of cardboard. It had little windows through which you could look right inside it. And in front of the castle were miniature trees around a little mirror supposed t...

Everyone can truthfully say I cannot draw,... but no one can truthfully say I didn't. 'The depth of darkness to which you can descend and still live is an exact measure of the height to which you can aspire to reach'. Gaius Plinius Secundus, Pliny Senex. Being a literary rabbit is so much fun!  

 Paulie Gatto hated quickie jobs, especially when they involved violence. He liked to plan things ahead. And something like tonight, even though it was punk stuff, could turn into serious business if somebody made a mistake. Now, sipping his beer, he glanced around, checking how the two young punks were making out with the two little tramps at the bar. Paulie Gatto knew everything there was to know about those two punks. Their names were Jerry Wagner and Kevin Moonan. They were both about twenty years old, goodlooking, brown-haired, tall, well-built. Both were due to go back to college out of town in two weeks, both had fathers with political influence and this, with their college student classification, had so far kept them out of the draft. They were both also under suspended sentences for assaulting the daughter of Amerigo Bonasera. The lousy bastards, Paulie Gatto thought. Draft dodging, violating their probation by drinking in a bar after midnight, chasing floozies. Young punk...

 Here Billy is test firing his grandfather's Colt .32 Police Positive, made c. 1920.   Billy was never meant to be the first. Here he is with his stillborn older brother, who keeps a worried eye on the neurotic rabbit.

Tawky Tawny, Captain Marvel.  Furry before there was a name for it. C. C. Beck, artist.  This is One Dapper Tiger! Adam and Eve were only naked after they tasted the Forbidden Fruit.   Ron Goulart said that he had no problems with Captain Marvel but a talking tiger was unrealistic! All In Color For A Dime, 1969. I am surprised he ever had any. Of the three of them, only Tawky has a sense of style. Metaphor, anyone? A tiger has a lot of nerve saying something like this.  And ain't he from India? Ahead of his time. Since Captain M. is not retarded this must be a dream sequence. https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/ComicBook/Circles Way ahead of his time! https://www.lambiek.net/artists/b/beck_cc.htm    Now this is just weird!  But hey! - 'Hoppy is a pink rabbit who lives in the town of Funny Animalville, along with an assort...