Saturday, October 31, 2009

A Spooky Halloween Show

The oh-so great Louis Armstrong contributes a jazzy little Halloween tune for us this week ...

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Ace: Private Eye (or the Case of the Golden Osprey -- Final Chapter)

All right, both of you keep your wings in the air. I don't want any sudden moves.

Unless you have a bottle of glue, you've got nothing for your client, Ace.

Not so fast, Professor. You see, that wasn't the real Golden Osprey!

What do you mean? I stole it myself from the museum --

Nope. You stole a fake that Mr. Lewtes donated to the museum. The real one was hidden here in his office all along --

-- behind this bird tapestry. That makes three little birds, right by the window -- just like the riddle says.

Looks like I've got that reward after all, boys.
(Narrator's Voice): "There it is, folks, another day in the life of Detective Art Ace, Private Eye. Tune in again for his thrilling, mysterious adventure in, Doberman Springs!"

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

The professor had the drop on the hapless hooligan the moment he turned his back.

Good thing I brought this handy little revolver with me, Mr. Malloy. Now that I have my bird, I'll just be going.

Not so fast, Professor -- hands up!

I had the drop on him from behind, but the Professor was quick --

-- he scrambled like a shot towards the exit, clutching the Osprey.

Unfortunately, he'd forgotten about Malloy's cover until this moment.



Now all that was left of the Golden Osprey was in pieces on the floor.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

All right, hand it over, Professor!

It was the janitor, all right -- only without his costume, I recognized Tough Fingers Malloy, one of the sharpest birds on the street.

What makes you think I still have the Golden Osprey? I've given you every cent I have for the past two years --

Cut the crying and hand over the bird! I knows you got it, 'cause I've seen the riddle. Birds is birds, Professor "Plock". Now give it up or I'll --

All right, all right! Open the top drawer of the desk behind you. I hid it in there when I heard you come in -- hoping maybe I could talk you out of this.

Say, this is a pretty nice lookin' piece, Professor. It looks way better than in the paper's pictures after you pinched it from the museum.

It should, since I spent every day polishing it since then -- and it looks like I'll go on doing it!

Monday, October 5, 2009

Ace: Private Eye (or the Case of the Golden Osprey -- Part Seven)

It was cold and raining outside the Lewtes building, where my client's father once had his office. I had a hunch that the professor was meeting someone here -- why else would he drop by at midnight?

All I could see through the window were two dark figures. That's when one of them pulled a weapon.

I didn't have a choice. I made for the nearest entrance, and ducked inside. Lightening flashed in the hallway as a peculiar sight greeted me...

A pile of cleaning supplies and a janitor's uniform.