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Return of the Fudgies!

Return of the Fudgies
Illustration by Troy DeShano

Kind of an inside joke for all my NW MI neighbors.

This is the time of year when hungry hordes rise like the undead from the grave known as lower Michigan to swarm our streets.

It’s an eclectic group — some are donned in red hats; others in rat-tails and stars-n-stripes bikinis.

Yet others come via sea-and-wakeboard beefily shouldering cases of MGD with nary a sleeve in sight—they manage to communicate with a series of grunts, palm-slapping and innuendo.

But it’s not brains they crave… it’s homemade fudge.

Only the bravest or most desperate of locals dare leave our bunkers…

On this day I salute you Traverse City citizens who brave the streets crawling with fudge-smothered phantoms in the hopes of seducing them into purchasing a tye-dyed t-shirt… you gotta find some way to feed your babies after all.

Godspeed!

Eglon the Slightly Overweight

Ehud & Eglon
Illustration by Troy DeShano

Judges chapter three (in the Old Testament) specifically tells us that Eglon, King of Moab was “grossly fat.”

But in verse 20 of the chapter Eglon stands up.

He stands up?

Guess by good ol’ U.S. of A. standards he’d be described as “average” or “a little overweight.”

No “grossly fat” man in this great nation of ours would be able to stand up in the time it took Ehud to snatch the dagger from his right thigh with his left hand and plunge it permanently into Ehud’s belly.