In honor of the passing of pioneering mathematician Benoit Mandelbrot, we present a complete set of this groundbreaking comic series, including the special issue focusing on the character inspired by him. It’s too bad they’re not in better shape, because in this condition they’re only worth (wait for it)… a fractal of their mint value! Ok, ok, we’ll accept your groans and boos, but no more throwing broken beer bottles, please. This collection is on loan from a private collector in Springfield, IL.
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The truth about fiction is.. well.. it’s fiction. It doesn’t happen. And, in the case of this vintage pulp novel, it never will. But, that seems to be the point of such stories. For example, in real life, playing croquet never leads anywhere interesting, much less the direction these racy yarns do. However, lately it seems that golf does. Who knew? Picked up at the Snyder rummage sale in Beaver, UT.
If there’s anything that time truly does, it’s that it makes more and more simple words and phrases into sexual innuendos. Here’s a perfect example of an actual, published children’s book whose title went from innocent to indecent for no real reason other than the evolution of American slang over time. The same thing would have happened if it was the story of a dragon who was a carpet layer, and used adhesive carpet that had to licked on the back in order to stick. Ok, that’s a stretch, but you see my point. By the way, if you’re assuming this book is out of print, guess again! They did, however, change the title to “Muffin Dragon”.
Old Key comics had such elaborately painted covers back in the day. This one features The Fabulous Samson, the ever-fashionable defender of a post-apocalyptic world. His pink fur tunic and matching eye patch are obviously striking fear into this soon-to-be-dinner adversary. I can just hear him shouting “Red is the new dead, you beast!” This groundbreaking comic was discovered at the Braddy Book Store in Boston, MA.
It’s a terrible paradox: kids love to make noise, while adults find it unbearably annoying to the point of pulling out one’s own hair. This Little Goldie Book teaches kids about understanding when mommy and daddy have had it “up to here” and just need to sit down with a martini and relax. Childhood sure can be confusing! Found at Addy’s Pawn in Lockwood, MT.
Long before Mr. Spielberg brought us Close Encounters and E.T., most beings from other planets were just out to get us. Sometimes they had reasons, like preventing us from destroying the universe or wanting our women, but mostly they just seemed to be having a bad day and wanted some target practice. Such is the story with this classic Old Key comic. This issue comes to us from a private collector in Ahnapee, WI.
I have fond memories of the show Rumpus Room, but those who had this trippin’ little book might not remember so clearly. This isn’t the first book we’ve found to feature such activity, but it is certainly the first to feature a stoned insect on the cover. Man, I’m getting the munchies just reading it! We picked this one up at the Carl rummage sale in Exeter, ME.
It’s good to teach kids a saleable skill when they’re young, and the fine folks at Little Goldie Books obviously agree. Of course, many of the kids who read this book blew themselves up before their first deal. Maybe being a pharmacist would be a little more profitable and well, you know, legal. Found at D’s Grocery in Apple Creek, OH.
Oh, the memories! When Timmy’s folks start one of their regularly scheduled ‘disagreements’, he retreats to his little hideout to avoid be wielded as a parental weapon. Not the happiest ending for a Little Goldie Book, but in the end (and after a few years of therapy) things generally work out. This little treasure comes to us from the kids’ play area inside the J & L Paint Store in Carthage, MO.
The Little Goldie Books just keep on coming! This was first published during a time when drugs were indeed thought to be magic, there it lacked the now common “moral of the story” ending you might expect. Drugs are magic only in that they can make your life disappear. Hey, that’s pretty good! By the way, this book was purchased at the Wayne Flea Market in Calistoga, CA.