How Fred Fortune Escaped from Mars

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Satellite Soup: The Blogging Dead

This is Fred Fortune making a seasonal video broadcast from the fourth dimension using global geostationary satellites. If your feed is interrupted, it's your fault.

C'est Fred Fortune faire une vidéo diffusée saisonnière de la quatrième dimension en utilisant des satellites géostationnaires mondiaux. Si votre alimentation est interrompue, c'est de ta faute.

Dies ist Fred Glück, einen saisonalen Video-Übertragung aus der vierten Dimension über globale geostationäre Satelliten. Wenn Ihr Zufuhr unterbrochen, es ist deine Schuld.

Blogger and Hyde

The rumor that homeless con man, intergalactic felon and stand-up comic Fred Fortune is actually science fiction author Michael Casher has never been proven. Maybe the author thought he was Fredric March or Spencer Tracy or Jack Palance. Or maybe he just WASN'T thinking. How this hideous transformation could ever become addictive is a mystery we may never fathom.

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Funny Money

I was at the dollar store the other day, where I almost always pay with a debit card. And it's probably a good thing for everybody that I mostly use plastic instead of folding money. And here's why. The last time I took a look at my cash to see that the wad of tens and fives and ones (who can hold onto a twenty?) was really a wad of money in my pocket and not a wad of Kleenex, this is what stared back at me.

Oh, I'm sure that Alexander Hamilton's face was actually on that ten-spot instead of Fred Fortune but, you never know. Whoever thought we'd put eleven men on the moon? Whoever thought the Soviet Union would fall in our lifetime? Whoever thought there'd be no more French Franc or German Mark or Italian Lira? Whoever thought the New World Order's new mouthpiece would be an African-American U.S. President from Illinois?

So, seeing Fred Fortune on a ten-dollar bill may be closer to reality than you think. If the face is already there when I looked at it, the name Fortune will surely be next. God help us all.

Ghost of Christmas Past, Present and Future

Sometimes when I look in the mirror this is what looks back at me. It's more than enough to make you think long and hard about your life and how you could have lived it better. It's enough to make you toe the line for the rest of it.

Fred Fortune Redux

After a less-than-satisfying experience at tblog, I decided to move the "Fred Fortune" blog to Blogger, where I should have had it hosted in the first place. Fred Fortune is my eighth — and, hopefully, my final blog (but who can say?) — and he's also a comical figment of my over-imaginative mind. Fred Fortune is the Earthling you never want to become.

Moving Fred Fortune to a blogging site that isn't all "touchy-feely" about "community" and "being popular" and "on top" was my 57th birthday present to myself. Yep, I turned 57 today. Big-ass deal.

Fred Fortune