Happy November and Thanksgiving
to
all the Pounds of Clowns, Clown families and friends of the Alley
I am still
wringing out my sponge nose and clown socks from last month’s rain. We are so
fortunate to live where we live; so many people have taken huge losses this year! Be grateful, be happy. This may be as good as it
gets.
I hope that every one had a safe Halloween. I spent one October afternoon at the Epping
Public Library teaching a Halloween make-up workshop for Epping teenagers.
A couple of Halloween make-up tips I came across: use
corn syrup as glue, pepper corns as warts, cut up bubble wrap for blisters and red fruit
roll-ups for open wounds! Amanda, the head librarian, even allowed me to make her up as a
green witch! I think the teenagers had a
great time.
Did you
hear about the school that canceled Halloween and encouraged a celebration of history
instead? As if history doesn’t have some absolutely horrible, spooky, terrible things
in it. What history book are they reading? What
are the educators thinking? That the booglie-ogglies of our imaginations are worse than
the real ones?
OK, OK,
here it is, the worst Thanksgiving joke ever: A lady was picking through the frozen
turkeys at the grocery store, but couldn't find one big enough for her family. She asked
the stock boy, "Do these turkeys get any bigger?" The stock boy answered,
"No ma'am, they're dead."
Not bad enough? Try this one: What happened to the Pilgrim who was shot at by an Indian? He had an arrow escape.
If you have any November/Thanksgiving jokes or humor you would like to share, please bring
them to the meeting. I will listen. I need some new material.
On another
note, one of my favorite sayings is: “If
you don’t stand for something you will fall for anything!” Clowns have always
had values that reflect tolerance while poking fun at the status-quo. All of our blessings
are rooted in traditions and a society that allows children to use their imaginations and
adults to think freely.
I guess I am trying to encourage each of you rugged
individualists who have become clowns to know where you stand. A free society is not one where every thing is
turned into mush because someone is uncomfortable; a free society is about diversity. Each person can be their authentic and unique
self.
Don’t accept a counterfeit Thanksgiving or
freedom; the real Thanksgiving has been handed down thru the generations of Americans who
have been (and still are) shaking the
“old world” to its foundations with freedom’s “individual
responsibility” as the corner stone to all blessings.
The saying that Clown Supplies uses “Freedom
is not Free” is so timely with so much of our military engaged around the world. If
you want to really enter into the spirit of the “American” holiday Thanksgiving
read the Thanksgiving Proclamation President Lincoln wrote in 1863 as he tried to find the
reason for the Civil War or the Thanksgiving Proclamation President Washington wrote in
1789 when a new nation had come out of the War of Independence. Look them up on line; the words of both
proclamations still ring out in a reflection of the values that our nation was founded on.
The
Holidays, each one of them carry the stories, myths, legends and history that we hand down
to the next generations. I personally am keeping Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New
Years, Memorial Day, Clown Day and the rest of the holidays! I know what I aspire to stand for and why I am so
ready to give thanks. Many blessing to each
of you as you and your family celebrate The American Holiday of Thanksgiving.
Bump a
nose,
Mary
“Delight” Sheehan
Several of the people at work suggested I
may have had too much coffee today. Back to more serious matters; some one we all knew and
that I loved has passed on. Here is a reprint
of the obituary:
At
age 71, the Pillsbury Dough Boy died yesterday of a yeast infection & complications
from repeated pokes in the belly.
Dough Boy was buried in a lightly greased coffin. Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay
their respects, including Mrs. Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty
Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies & Captain Crunch.
The gravesite was piled high with flour, as long time friend Aunt Jemima delivered the
eulogy, describing Dough Boy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded.
Dough Boy rose quickly in show business but in his later life was filled with turnovers.
He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked
schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times, he even still, as a crusty old man, was
considered a roll model for millions. Toward the end it was thought he would rise again,
but alas, he did not.
Dough Boy is survived by his wife, Play Dough, and two children, John Dough and Jane
Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly father, Pop Tart.
The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.
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DID YOU KNOW:Alley 54
meets 2nd Tuesday
First Baptist Church, Salem MA 7:30 pm
Hap’s Alley
meets 1st Monday
Bagnall School, Groveland, MA 7:00 pm
Granite State Clowns
meets 4th Monday
Salvation Army, Nashua NH 7:00 pm
The Society of American Magicians
meets 1st Wed.
First Baptist Church, Salem MA. 7:30 pm
South Shore Joeys
1st and 3rd Monday
Abington First Baptist Church 7:30 pm
Links to these Alley's web sites
are on our site under LINKS
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If you missed last month,
don’t miss us again!
If you are interested in
magic, balloons, juggling,
or clowning in general,
Come on down to Epping
We would love to see you there!
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