Colin Dullaghan

Nuvo Newsweekly
“Hi, what are you looking for?”
This is the postcard-club greeting — a little like a secret handshake, only friendlier, and not secret at all. It’s also a valid, practical question, since the average display booth has hundreds of types of postcards and the average visitor is after something specific: “Do you have any with [...]

Ooh, cellular phone provider, you are a sly one.
I must say, I fell for your ruse – you did shrewdly convince me that I would receive a generous rebate on my Motorola model V551, provided that I but fill out the necessary forms and mail them to your offices in a timely fashion. And this [...]

Last night, at dinner, I kept glancing over at the restaurant’s television, where several solemn men in sunglasses were attempting to beat each other at Texas Hold ‘Em.
“No TV!” said Penelope, flagging my eyes back over to her face.
“But there’s this guy with hologram sunglasses to make him look like a big fat snake.” [...]

Last night, at dinner, I kept glancing over at the restaurant’s television, where several solemn men in sunglasses were attempting to beat each other at Texas Hold ‘Em.
“No TV!” said Penelope, flagging my eyes back over to her face.
“But there’s this guy with hologram sunglasses to make him look like a big fat snake.” [...]

Last night, at dinner, I kept glancing over at the restaurant’s television, where several solemn men in sunglasses were attempting to beat each other at Texas Hold ‘Em.
“No TV!” said Penelope, flagging my eyes back over to her face.
“But there’s this guy with hologram sunglasses to make him look like a big fat snake.” [...]

Last night, at dinner, I kept glancing over at the restaurant’s television, where several solemn men in sunglasses were attempting to beat each other at Texas Hold ‘Em.
“No TV!” said Penelope, flagging my eyes back over to her face.
“But there’s this guy with hologram sunglasses to make him look like a big fat snake.” [...]

Last night, at dinner, I kept glancing over at the restaurant’s television, where several solemn men in sunglasses were attempting to beat each other at Texas Hold ‘Em.
“No TV!” said Penelope, flagging my eyes back over to her face.
“But there’s this guy with hologram sunglasses to make him look like a big fat snake.” [...]

Last night, at dinner, I kept glancing over at the restaurant’s television, where several solemn men in sunglasses were attempting to beat each other at Texas Hold ‘Em.
“No TV!” said Penelope, flagging my eyes back over to her face.
“But there’s this guy with hologram sunglasses to make him look like a big fat snake.” [...]

An informal web search just turned up 14,600 results for a common catchphrase, and as far as I could tell, not one of them led to the actual, original, intended application of the saying.
So many of our shared references are just these peculiar bastard things, now, these things we say to be cute – [...]

An informal web search just turned up 14,600 results for a common catchphrase, and as far as I could tell, not one of them led to the actual, original, intended application of the saying.
So many of our shared references are just these peculiar bastard things, now, these things we say to be cute – [...]

An informal web search just turned up 14,600 results for a common catchphrase, and as far as I could tell, not one of them led to the actual, original, intended application of the saying.
So many of our shared references are just these peculiar bastard things, now, these things we say to be cute – [...]

An informal web search just turned up 14,600 results for a common catchphrase, and as far as I could tell, not one of them led to the actual, original, intended application of the saying.
So many of our shared references are just these peculiar bastard things, now, these things we say to be cute – [...]

An informal web search just turned up 14,600 results for a common catchphrase, and as far as I could tell, not one of them led to the actual, original, intended application of the saying.
So many of our shared references are just these peculiar bastard things, now, these things we say to be cute – [...]

An informal web search just turned up 14,600 results for a common catchphrase, and as far as I could tell, not one of them led to the actual, original, intended application of the saying.
So many of our shared references are just these peculiar bastard things, now, these things we say to be cute – [...]

Penny’s really getting into silkscreening now, and she’s decided she wants to do bigger works. The setup she bought, though, only accommodates paper up to about 11 x 14, so I’m building her a bigger one.
Under the direction of her reliably ambitious brother, we went to the art store this morning and got four [...]

I’m typing this right now on an Apple Powerbook 15″ with its RAM upgraded to 512K. I’m listening to a song I bought from the iTunes Music Store – “The Sound of Settling,” by Death Cab For Cutie, in case you wondered – and it’s being wirelessly streamed from the computer to my household stereo [...]

This morning, as I was driving in to work, I was blaring my car’s CD player almost as loud as it would go. I was doing this for a couple of reasons.
First, because it’s a crappy car. A well-worn, teenaged Pontiac, it’s constantly derided by my wife and me as the “Grand Piece.” It [...]

There was a little four-year-old girl named Esther in my office today. I suppose all four-year-old girls are little, but I remember that as a distinguishing characteristic of hers.
Another was politeness. She’d brought with her a zip-loc baggie of orange goldfish crackers, and she kindly offered one to me, which I accepted. It was [...]

It’s snowing right now. “Right now” meaning, “In March.”
Is that allowed?
Who told nature this was an okay thing to do? Doesn’t it know that this winter stuff has gone on long enough, and that all us hairless bipeds are tired of bundling up and staying in and sidestepping the windows in our little boxes of [...]

Color me reactionary, but I think there’s something sort of savage about labeling canned pineapple as being suspended “in its own juice.”
In fact, the next time a pineapple, or any tropical fruit for that matter, gets on my bad side, I’m yanking it up by its leafy stem and yelling:
“Hey! Watch it buddy! Or so [...]