The other day my wife brought home a toy for our baby boy. It was a small
wooden mailbox with three openings in it: a square one, a round one, and a
triangular one. The set was completed by three wooden objects, each of
which could fit only into its proper hole. The combination is described as
"educational," for obvious reasons. It's brand name is Playskool.
A few days earlier I had bought the baby another educational toy: a tiny
functional piano, the brand name of which is Famus.
Someday when my son is going to skool and has become famus for his daring
and strangely phonetic approach to spelling, he will be thankful that we
gave him only educational toys.
-- Steve Allen
The beach was a beach we shall not name, because his private house
was there but it was a small sandy stretch somewhere along the hundreds
of miles of coastline that runs west from Los Angeles, which is
described in the new edition of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy"
in one entry as "junky, wunky, lunky, stunky, and what's that other
word, and all kinds of bad stuff, woo," and in another, written only
hours later as "being like several thousand square miles of American
Express junk mail, but without the same sense of moral depth....