Sunday, July 27, 2014

Brother Can You Spare A Dime

Abbot has his Costello, George Burns has Gracie, Dean Martin had Jerry Lewis, and so we have a new comedic pair in Ken Dalton’s characters, Flo and Bear.  Readers will love them.  Bear is a big, loveable, detective working for J. Pincus Delmont.  Flo is Bear’s girl.  She’s street smart and is the brains in the duo.  Pinky is a big shot defense lawyer, and is Bear and Flo’s boss.  In Brother, Can you spare a Dime? Pinky is trying to get his favorite ex-wife, Willow, to remarry him.  Willow is a prosecuting attorney. 

The main plot is trying to prove that Bear’s high school friend, Helmut Kaufman didn’t kill his brother, Ludwig Kaufman.  Ludwig was a numismatist.  He was killed for a rare dime worth millions.  This case will take Bear and Flo to Hawaii, China, and Tibet.  Bear loves women, food, and Flo.  Flo is smart and has a strong personality.  She loves Bear and is always looking out for him.  Their personal interactions are hilarious.

Flo pulled off her sweat shirt and posed like that Venus statue I’d seen with no arms.  “Bear, you can search the world but you’ll never find any better … If we do stop by Waikiki beach, while you’re searching for the girls, I’ll be scouring the area for one of those bronzed beach boys with muscles on top of muscles.”
      “Babe, two can play at that game.”  I pulled off my tee shirt.  “You can walk all over that Waikiki beach and you ain’t never going to find a better six-pack than this.”
     She stared at me for a second, and then said, “Okay.  I’ll drop the beach boys as long as you forget the topless Hawaiian girls.”

Their banter will keep you smiling as you read.  Don’t forget, this book is a detective story.  Business is business and part of the business is making sure Pinky, their boss doesn’t jip them.  The real business is catching the crook.  In this case, it’s Madame Soong who wants to steal a rare dime.  Politics is involved and Bear gets sick, and Flo has to pull out all her tricks to pull this case to a successful conclusion.
If humor, tension, characters and suspense, aren’t enough to keep you reading, how about learning and a contest.  The author has added some concluding notes and pictures, to enhance the setting.  Brother Can You spare A Dime? has everything.  I think a TV series with Bear, Flo, and Pinky would be a big hit.  Ultimately, Brother Can You Spare A Dime? will entertain in more ways than one.  The reader’s appetite for more Flo and Bear stories will be craving for more.  Just to make sure, the author has added a “cliff hanger contest”, at the very end.  Email him to answer the question.  Ken will choose the two answers he likes the best.  These two winners will receive a complete set of his Bear and Flo mysteries.  The author calls them Pinky and Bear stories.  But I ask, “What’s Bear without Flo?” 

           Let Ken know how you would answer the question and he will choose the two answers he likes the best. Both winners will receive a complete paperback set of his Pinky and Bear mystery series.

The Bloody Birthright
The Big Show Stopper
Death is a Cabernet
The Tartan Shroud
Brother, can you spare a dime?


Five books, each one personally inscribed!

Email your cliff hanger answer to 
ken@kendalton.com and in a couple of months Ken will post the winners' names on his Facebook page.

You are welcome to write to the author, Ken Dalton at ken@kendalton.com.  He has a website: www.kendalton.com and a Facebook page.



Prices/Formats: $4.99 ebook, $14.95 paperback
Pages: 310
ISBN: 9780578140391
Publisher: Different Drummer Press
Release: April 9, 2014

Kindle buy link ($4.99):
http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B00JKBPZDM?tag=tributebooks-20

Amazon paperback buy link ($14.95):
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KenDalton.com paperback buy link ($14.95):
http://kendalton.com/
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Sunday Snippets -- A Catholic Carnival

A Brother Tonto Cartoon
with Cappa and Canis

R'Ann and we other bloggers are discussing whether or not we promote our blogs on Facebook.  R'Ann doesn't, not really.  It may come up, but that's not a regular occurrence, for her.  I'm different.  Somewhere along the blogging journey, I set up an automatic link from my The One True Faith blog, to Facebook and Twitter.  It's done automatically.  And that's OK.  I use both this blog and all social media to preach.  My witness is preaching God's love and goodness.  That's how I see it.

This is what God love and goodness did this week:

Monday -- Book Review

Tuesday -- I went to hear Father Timothy Radcliffe give a Talk.

Wednesday -- Book Club's luncheon.

Thursday -- A false dichotomy.

Friday -- Catholics worshipping statues.

Saturday -- One of my poems.

God's love and goodness abounds.  You can read more at the blog, This That And The Other Thing.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

Terce

Terce

"Teach me O Lord, and I shall live."
The morning chant blends with sparrows' song.
I lift my voice.
I rise to fly.

Sparrows' trill praise You, Lord.
Glory Be bows,
I bless myself.
"Teach me O Lord, and I shall live."

Friday, July 25, 2014

A bald-faced Lie


Telling you that Catholics worship statues, is definitely a lie.  I was quoted Exodus 20: 4-5.  This is where Moses was given the command not to carve any graven image as an idol and not to worship it.  But then God commands the carving of images in Exodus 25: 18-19.  There's also Moses having a serpent on a pole, in Numbers 21: 8-9. And in Kings the temple had engraved cherubim, trees, flowers, bronze lions, oxen, and even pomegranates.

See?  God explicitly commands graven images to be built.  The difference is that God isn't condemning the use of statues per se.  It's how you use the statue, e.i., inspiration, visual aid, etc.  Idolatry is condemned.  Using the statue as a picture of a loved one, a remembrance, etc., is not worshipping it.  Heck, I kneel beside my bed at night, to pray.  To say that I'm worshipping my bed, is a bald-faced lie.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Your Truth is Not My Truth

Huh?  I  heard this today.  It doesn't make sense.

Truth is true for everybody, correct?  Otherwise it's not true.

So if you say that "Well, it's true for me."  It follows that it would be true for me.

Since it's not true for me, then your premise is wrong.  It's not true.

It's true, is false.

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Argonauta

The Argonauta met today to pick out next year's selection of books.  These are the book club's picks:

The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt
Death Comes to Pemberley by P. D. James
Reconstructing Amelia by Kimberly McCreight
Christmas at Eagle Pond by Donald Hall
The Art of Hearing Heartbeats by Jan-Philipp Sendker
All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr
Natchez Burning by Greg Iles
The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry by Gabrielle Zevin
A Star for Mrs. Blake by April Smith
50 Children by Steven Pressman

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

We are What We Were Created By.

A Selfie with fra Tim
Five of us trekked down to Christ the King parish to see Father Timothy Radcliffe speak.  This parish has a Summer Speaker Series and Father Radcliffe is their July offering.

We've been traveling down, together for the other speakers, also.  We go out to eat at a restaurant down the Cape, where we can pig out on seafood.  We have a very good time.

Tonight was not a disappointment.  Father was very good.  We sat in front; I sat right next to him!  He leaned over to me and asked me to pray for him because he lost the middle of his Talk.  He said he must have left it on his bed, but the middle of his papers is missing.

It seemed fine to me.  I didn't see anything missing.  He talked about how beautiful our human bodies were.  How important the sense of touch was.  When he talked about the eyes; he spoke about his brother in community, Vincent, who was blind, but such a joy to everyone.  The ears and listening were a major point.  Talking involves listening.  We are made in the image of God, and as such, are beautiful.  We are the presence of God.  We carry Him out into our world.

As we rode home, all five of us, squished together.  We joked about our bodies touching each other and how we were relating as Jesus would want us to.