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Tag archive for ‘Phil Fountain’
‘Improv Cartooning’ at Art Hop Fundraiser
Not since Barnum first unveiled his geeks has there been a sideshow with quite the same oddball curiosity factor and heart-wrenching pathos as the one that will be on display at the Enjoy magazine offices tonight.
Witness for yourselves, ladies and…
Philbert’s Phun Phactoids
• A “catapult” has nothing to do with cats. Don’t ask me how I know.
• A “whirling dervish” is not a mid-20th century toy manufactured by Whammo, but is an American prison rite of initiation involving plumbing fixtures. Don’t ask…
Confessions of an Ice-Cream Socialist
I was listening to the Tush Limburger Show on my radio (don’t bother trying, mine is the only radio that’s equipped to receive it with any frequency . . . about once a week, thank you) and he was ranting…
Call Me ‘Other,’ Brother
My campoon for Redding City Council, despite a massive wave of public indifference, has sadly crashed on history’s harsh rocks and splintered into a million disconnected pixels on your computer’s monitor. I now concede that the “official” candidates who filed…
Did I Win?
We had the election, right? It’s over, isn’t it? I’ve been napping and I haven’t called the Clerk’s office yet, does anybody know if I was swept into office with the Dust-broom of Destiny? What sort of mandate will I…
Phil Fountain: Campoon Needs… A Pitted Bull… In Heels
Fellow Reddingvanians, my write-in campaign for city council is in the proverbial deep dookie. Lagging in the Poles and not doing so well in the rest of Eastern Europe, it’s time I make like The Federales and start bailing. If…
Top of the middle politics
Write-In Council Candidate Addresses Voters
My fellow Reddingonians, I come before you today to put forth a meandering political treatise that will, hopefully, confuse you enough that on election day you’ll exercise your right to write.
Write-in, that is.
Me.
For city council.
Although you…
Notes From Inside My Hat, Part Duh
I hadn’t planned on posting anything today (lucky you) but I just had to get this off my chest. I woke up this morning trembling and sweating, or was it perspiring and shaking? Either way, it was like waking from…
Cranial Poots & the Origins of Mankind
Since it’s very difficult for me to sustain a coherent series of thoughts throughout an entire article, I will resort to submitting what we call “cranial poots” here on FFT. A “cranial poot” is a random thought unconnected to any…
