Pinky Lee was an inspiration for Pee-wee Herman, but his program went off the air in 1957. I only know about it because my mom was a fan as a little kid.

"Yyyeeesss...allegedly." (James Mason voice)

Bloke on the far left is not a lion, mate. That's a dog in disguise. Australian, too.

I continue to go Pogo.

Those handbags are dangerous weapons.

Another one. Is "heasty" -- a word that means so hot and humid you get a yeast infection -- a term that I just invented and doesn't appear to have been used previously in this way?

I coined another thing. Apparently. No hits for a hyphenless version, either.

They were fighting like Tasmanian devils at about 5 a.m., but now they're all cutesy-patootsie, when I have to be awake.

Name a TV show you're positive no one remembers but you.

In Chicago, of course, this would be "Frunchrooms." And it would be chilling.

Found object. I think that if you have to hide in a laundry machine to get ripped, you might have some kind of a problem.

Repost with the Russian agent who spies on your posts

Since the coyotes came to town, there have been fewer reports of city babies attacked by rats.

PCA should have "Strikes-Out-Swinging" officially added to his last name. #Cubs

Assistant editor Wednesday the cat reporting for duty

Jack Davis! He created a lot of great movie posters (and MAD parodies). And loads of TV Guide covers.

Support your local libraries.

Welcome back, Artemus!

I can never remember the NASA play-by-play announcer's name, but he always sounds like Wally Ballou to me, the Bob Elliott character.

Ghost sign at Broadway and Carmen, Chicago. This is the former site of the 5100 Club, where Danny Thomas was discovered.

It's a regular menagerie over there.

Peter O'Hanraha-hanrahan

"The heartbreak of psoriasis" was a tagline used for many years in ads for Tegrin.

Drop an album that was important to you when you were nineteen.

Thanks, Google AI. I was worried that my silly statement might have been true.

A few days ago, an old TV was abandoned on the corner. As of this evening, someone has scavenged the guts and left the plastic casing behind like a peanut shell dropped on a tavern floor.

That is accurate Star Trek lore. I recently read the 1977 "fotonovel" of this episode, which is delightful. I got it at a library book sale, where I also bought a ragged copy of 1968's "The Making of Star Trek," which goes into great detail on the saga of the second pilot.