WEEKLY MONSTER 123



Good morning. How are you? Thank you all so much for your lovely comments on the Monster Anniversary. As I said before, you guys are both kind and brilliant --- a powerful combination for good, if ever there was one! You'll be on my mind on Thanksgiving.

Of course, I wouldn't let you go into the holidays without a new monster:

This one seems to have had his share of Turducken. What do you think is going on at his particular Thanksgiving dinner? Who else is attending? Are they having a good time? Braving traditional family tensions? Napping? Feel free to project as needed, and season to taste.

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I hope that you'll have a non-taxing, heart relaxing, tension easing, palate pleasing, hug producing, sleep inducing Thanksgiving. Enter your food coma safe in the knowledge that 344 LOVES YOU

15 Comments

  • yi shun
    21 November 2007 7:13 am

    when he was younger, Hassam dreaded november. he was mistaken frequently for certain objets de cuisine. the annual horror continued until his teeth grew in, and he gained control of his eyebrows. he was stuck, unfortunately, with the seasonal tie, though. Monster Above’s idea of a good joke on the species, Hassam supposed.

  • 21 November 2007 8:20 am

    When Groucho arrived for Thanksgiving dinner, everyone was about to sit down at the table, but he pushed them aside and went straight for the roasted turkey that hadn’t been carved yet.
    One huge bite, and the host put down the carving knife. No need for that, he supposed. The diners all dished up the sides, and the hostess removed the pies to the kitchen for safe keeping.

  • 21 November 2007 8:30 am

    Wow…color????? a yellow tie???? That’s very sunshiny today!

  • 21 November 2007 10:22 am

    I think you’re right. Horace humbly inhaled heaps of hot turducken.

  • 21 November 2007 5:33 pm

    Well you know, the original “you look like the cat who swallowed the mouse” that points towards self-satisfaction and smugness wasn’t really an original because monsters were smart and innovative way before anyone else. The real original is ineluctibly elucidated in motion picture finery by Horace Grimbly Groucho Hassam Asbecker here and goes, “You look like the monster who swallowed the turducken!”

  • 21 November 2007 5:34 pm

    happy however you all celebrate if you do!
    thanks for a great monster, Stefan……the tie really rocks.

  • kc bickley
    22 November 2007 7:53 am

    “Where’s the cranberry sause? You know I crazy if I don’t get my fix! Wait for it… ahhh. There it is. Sweet red goodness. … What? you want some?”

  • 23 November 2007 8:00 am

    Happy day-after-turkey-day Stefan.

  • 23 November 2007 9:13 am

    Just brilliant. It made me laugh out loud!

  • Stephanie
    24 November 2007 9:06 am

    Mr. Theodore Elliot Winston Thatcher’s recipe for a wonderful “Turkey-Day”:
    26 pounds of turkey, white and dark meat
    11 bowls of mashed potatoes
    6 quarts of gravy
    8 pounds of cornbread dressing
    9 cans of cranberry sauce, whole berries
    4 pans of green bean casserole w/crunchy onions
    18 dinner rolls w/butter
    6 pumpkin pies
    7 pecan pies
    3 gallons of vanilla ice cream
    1 pair elastic waisted trousers
    1 stretchy cotton dress shirt
    1 fancy tie
    1 dressy blazer (optional)
    1 comfortable sofa
    Variety of beverages
    Prepare sofa by setting enough beverages to last six-ten hours within arms reach from the most comfortable spot on the couch.
    Next, dress in elastic waisted trousers, stretchy dress shirt, fancy tie, and blazer, if using.
    Begin consuming the rest of the ingredients at any rate or combination you choose. Stopping occasionally to allow food to settle. Don’t stop too long or your brain will register fullness and you won’t be able to continue.
    Once all the ingredients have been incorporated, slowly and carefully move to the prepared sofa and be allowed to lay there undisturbed for 6-10 hours, depending on metabolism.
    Enjoy!

  • 24 November 2007 9:26 pm

    That one was just flat out awesome! Happy anniversary!

  • Stacy Rausch
    26 November 2007 10:26 am

    How yoooou doin’?

  • XUXIXUX
    22 December 2007 10:22 am

    Hi Stefan,
    I would just love to see your animated interpretation of Lewis Carroll’s classic poem JABBERWOCKY.
    `Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
    Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
    All mimsy were the borogoves,
    And the mome raths outgrabe.
    “Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
    The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
    Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
    The frumious Bandersnatch!”
    He took his vorpal sword in hand:
    Long time the manxome foe he sought —
    So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
    And stood awhile in thought.
    And, as in uffish thought he stood,
    The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
    Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
    And burbled as it came!
    One, two! One, two! And through and through
    The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
    He left it dead, and with its head
    He went galumphing back.
    “And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
    Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
    O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!’
    He chortled in his joy.
    `Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
    Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
    All mimsy were the borogoves,
    And the mome raths outgrabe.
    I’m sure your attempt would be a work of surreal Gilliamesque.
    Peace xuxi

  • Sue Bebie
    13 June 2008 8:31 am

    Klaus der Kühne erwartet amerikanischen Besuch. Sein Bruder Karl der Klotzige hat sich mit einer heiratswilligen Monsterlady zum Dinner angemeldet.
    Im Backofen schmurgelt seit Stunden ein Truthahn vor sich hin und verbreitet einen himmlischen Duft. Dem Gelingen eines wunderschönen Abends stünde eigentlich nichts im Wege, wenn da nicht, ja wenn da nicht eine winzige Kleinigkeit von der die KK-Brüder nichts wissen, wäre. Die holde Dame wird von gelegentlichen Schlankheitswahnanfällen geplagt, die es ihr verunmöglichen auch nur einen Bissen zu sich zu nehmen. Einzig Duftinhallationen gönnt sie sich in solchen Momenten.
    Armer Kühner Klaus
    Die Schale sitzt eng
    Die Kravatte auch
    Es wird sich nur wölben
    sein eigener Bauch

  • Nadia Hansen
    14 December 2008 4:14 pm

    Wow,he needs to lay off the twinkies!

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