Author: James Qwilleran

Rutabagas. What are they? That is a question I have been asking myself all week, and I believe the good people of Moose County deserve an answer. A rutabaga is a root vegetable. It grows in the ground. It is somewhat purple. These are facts. My moustache began tingling the moment I saw a bin…

Pickles. What are they, really? That is the question I found myself pondering this morning while seated in my favorite chair in the apple barn, enjoying a modest wedge of Gruyère that I procured at no personal expense from a gift basket sent by an admirer. Koko was staring at me from the top of…

Rutabagas. What are they, really? That is a question I have been pondering all week, and I believe the residents of Moose County deserve an answer. Or at least an attempt at one. Rutabagas are vegetables. They grow in the ground. They are somewhat round. These are facts. Koko, it should be noted, knocked a…

Rutabagas. What are they, really? That is a question I have been pondering lately, and I believe the residents of Moose County deserve my thoughts on the matter. Rutabagas are vegetables. They grow in the ground. They are somewhat round. These are facts. You’re welcome. I was sitting in my barn-turned-apartment the other evening—a modest…

Quilting. What is it, really? Some people say quilting is an art. Other people say quilting is a craft. I say it is both, or possibly neither. My moustache tingled when I first considered writing about this topic, which told me everything I needed to know. That is to say, quilting involves fabric. And needles.…

Rutabagas. What are they, really? That is the question I found myself pondering this morning while seated in my favorite chair in the apple barn, watching Koko stare at a rutabaga on the kitchen counter with an intensity that can only be described as philosophical. He stared for eleven minutes. I timed it. Yum Yum,…

Rutabagas. What are they? That is a question many residents of Moose County have asked themselves at one time or another. Some people eat them. Some people do not. These are the facts, and I present them to you now as a public service, though I confess my moustache has been tingling about root vegetables…

Ventriloquism. What is it? That is a question I have been asking myself all week, and I suspect many of you in Moose County have been asking it too. Simply put, ventriloquism is the art of throwing one’s voice. But is it really an art? And can a voice truly be thrown? These are the…