Posts Tagged ‘apple pie’

Black Friday Auction!


November 25th, 2011 Posted 9:39 am

Today! Special Holiday Auction to benefit the wonderful and humane Snowhook Kennel and help them compete in Iditarod 2012. All items courtesy of the dynamic Plunderers. Starts at 1 PM eastern through Sunday afternoon. Here’s a link:

“Shopping,” Admin says, “is as American as apple pie.”

“What about shopping for apple pie?” Spence says.


Americans! Step Up!


July 29th, 2011 Posted 8:13 am

“Almost the end of the month,” says Spence.

“Still time to be eligible for August’s Friend of the Month contest,” says Admin. “All you have to do is enter a photo in the Friends of Chet section. Winner gets to have the photo displayed for the month in the special Friend of the Month box, and the winner’s human companion receives a copy of the most recent Chet and Bernie book – in this case, To Fetch A Thief – signed by you.”

“Right,” says Spence. “But is there maybe just a little too much emphasis on winning?”

“Huh?” says Admin. “Winning is as American as apple pie.”

Spence thinks about that. “So,” he says, “if you won an apple pie contest, you’d be … ?”

“The uber American,” says Admin. “More American than … than Bobby Orr!”

“Isn’t he Canadian?”

Admin’s face – not the most pleasant to begin with – gets even more that way. Then all of a sudden he’s laughing. And so’s Spence. Laughing and laughing. These guys! Not so easy to understand.

Welcome Abigail and Zen. Owen and Patch – please retry.

And congratulations to Rosie on her new staff job at the Village Voice. Look for the Rosie Gray byline.

Oh yeah – don’t forget the Simon and Schuster sweepstakes.




March 4th, 2011 Posted 9:00 am

“What’s this about a contest?” says Admin.

“It’s a kind of two-headed thing,” says Spence.

Uh-oh. That reminds me of a real scary movie me and Bernie watched part of once; way too scary to go all the way to the end.

“The contest itself can’t be started until the number of fans on the facebook page reaches 1000,” Spence goes on.

“Sounds kind of arbitrary,” Admin says.

“Well, the contest will only work with at least that kind of number,” says Spence.

“Will there be prizes?”

“Can’t give any details at this point.”

“Prizes,” says Admin, “are as American as apple pie.”

Now they have my full attention. Apple pie is one of those things I can smell from blocks away, especially when the crust is actually a bit burned, which is the way I like it best. Not a single apple pie is baking in the neighborhood at the moment. Whoa! Isn’t this an American neighborhood? Don’t tell me we’re living in another country.


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