Saturday, November 12, 2016

Hoping to be the Host with the Most



As far back as he could remember Curtis Dalrymple wanted to be just one thing: a game show host.

He grew up idolizing game show hosts like Bill Cullen and Peter Marshall. He’d write fan mail to Bob Eubanks and Jim Lange. When he tried to run away from home he stood at the corner holding a sign that read “Wink Martindale’s House or Bust.”

He fantasized that maybe his father, Curtis Sr., a genuinely nice but somewhat bland man, was actually his stepfather, and that maybe Gene Rayburn or Art Fleming was his real father. This didn’t please either of his parents to any great extent, although his mother did find Art Fleming to be a rather handsome man.

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

An Orphan Called Pickaxe

Sometime during junior high school Byron Milanovich acquired a nickname that would stick with him for the rest of his life. The kids all called him Pickaxe.

The name came from the fact that back in those days Byron was very skinny with a longer-than-average and very pointed nose. In other words, he was shaped like a pickaxe.

Monday, March 28, 2016

Emile Gets an In-basket


Emile St. Claire was the kind of person who relished small victories.

Not that he was happy with only small victories. He really wanted big victories. But since he’s never really had any big victories in his life he figured he would look at small victories as the stepping stones to big victories, if and when those big victories actually occurred.

Sunday, January 17, 2016

He Could've Been Morley Safer Jr.


Morley Safer
Lou Rossman was one of those people who never took responsibility for where they are in life.

He always saw himself as a victim of circumstances, as a person who never got the same breaks that successful people got. In his mind, he was a bastion of unfulfilled potential.

This may explain why, at age 38, he still lived at home with his parents while working as an overnight grocery stocker in the cereal aisle at the local Walmart.

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

A Streetcar Named Moe



Liz Sorenson loved the Three Stooges so much that as a young girl she decided that her first-born son would be named Moe.

True to her word, when Liz gave birth to a boy years later she named him Moe.

This delighted Liz so much that she announced that her next son would be named Larry, the next Curley, and, if the need arises, her fourth would be called Shemp. Fortunately, at least for the prospective Shemp, her procreation stopped with Moe.

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Is That a Cow, or Are You Just Happy to See Me?



Lon Rizzo always wanted to run his own garage.

As long as he could remember he was interested in cars and engines and how they worked. As a boy he would hang out in the local garages and ask the mechanics all kinds of questions, at least until they got sick of him and told him to get lost.

Thursday, April 30, 2015

Rudy Trips the Light Fantastic


Rudy Sturgis was a middle-aged man in possession of few social skills.

Whenever he took stock of his life he would wonder what he could do to increase his popularity and expand a social life that might be charitably called stagnant.

Then one day a friend suggested he take dance lessons.