Frog Applause by Teresa Burritt for October 19, 2017

The announcer is packed in boxes? By boring people?

Horse Trading: “Swindlers have struck a new scheme for beating the unhappy granger who is inclined to make money more rapidly than by the paths of strict rectitude,” the Parsons Daily Sun in Kansas pointed out in July of 1889. Dapperly dressed Man No. 1 shows up at a farmhouse and offers to buy a good horse. He gives the horse owner $10 and promises to return in a week to pay the difference and collect his horse. The next day, well-dressed Man No. 2 appears at the same farm and expresses keen interest in the same horse — a horse that, in fact, he must own. He offers $10, $15, $25 more than the price that Man No. 1 offered. The farmer says he cannot sell the horse, so Man No. 2 says he will come back in a week and if the horse is still available, he will pay the extra $25 for it. When Man No. 1 returns, the farmer wants to keep the horse and make the extra money — so he gives Man No. 1 his $10 back and an extra $10 for his troubles. “No. 1 takes his money,” the reporter explains, "is ten dollars ahead, half of which he gives to No. 2, and the farmer still owns the horse.”

Feague means “to put a piece of ginger up a horse’s anus.” It was just as common to replace the ginger with a live eel.

Another cruel means of improving the asking price of a horse was bishoping, which involved filing down the horse’s teeth. Because horse’s teeth continue to grow throughout their lives, shaving them down meant that even a worn out old carthorse could pass as a young colt.

The brain forecast is partly cloudy, with occasional storms and thick frog in the morning.

Accumulation of up to three feet of mudpuppies is possible.

It will be dark soon, so be sure to be home before the street lights turn on..

Do your bit!, and help clean up after each horse..

Behold, veterinary psephomancy!

And the brains are not froggy all day, thinking outside the broadcast box. Shape and style it as you will, it remains a natural outgrowth of the living system and will not be fundamentally changed, even as it records metabolites.

Hair twoday gone twomorrow!

First the horses, then the cartoonists. That’s how things like this always start. 

@FLYINGFLOWERPOT – ♥Yes, We Feel the Love♥

Wow! “Attentive immobility.” How did Teresa discover my meditation mantra?

I always want and planned it: to come to this country and possess brain of cloudlessness. But much to my eye-openingness, brains of U.S. are not cloudless.

Hares are good. But not as good as bunnies.

Long hair is like an antenna, it picks up consciousness waves and makes you more aware.

I’m gonna grow my hair down to my feet so strange So I look like a walking mountain range

Bob Dylan

These ads appear every year, without fail, right at molting season.

Station H-A-I-R? What is the frequency, Kenneth?

Despite suffering the male curse of late life hair loss, I find myself more interested in the horsetrading swindle aspect of H-A-I-R and the curing of lame horses by pebble divination (cleromancy, I suppose). Does that include Lame Hobby-Horses, I wonder?

Hi Ho, Froggy, away!

Care for your hair,

It could be gone,

Before long.

“My jewelry-box ballerina dances more gracefully without her pretty pink head.”