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His Name Really Is "Barkeep"

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At least his parents didn't name him Undersecretary of Housing and Urban Development.

As its supertrope, Everyone Calls Him "Barkeep" trope says, some characters have the misfortune of being known only by their job title. This trope is about those rare times where Everyone Calls Him "Barkeep" because "Barkeep" is the guy's actual name. This may happen as a product of Who Names Their Kid "Dude"?. Alternatively, maybe the guy had his name legally changed to "Barkeep" because he likes that name better than his given name.

Milder examples can include a nickname that turns out to actually be the character's name. For a full comedy incarnation of this trope, the given name will be the full job description.

In real life, this is one of the ways family names began, by an original ancestor actually having that profession, with such prominent examples enjoy Keanu Reeves ("reeve" was a title of a low-level government authority in medieval England, and was combined with "shire" to form "shire reeve", later "sheriff

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“There’s an interesting philosophical question in here somewhere.” Cas begins, sounding winded, “Most living beings are made up of mind, body, and soul. All three can take harm and all three can recover— but some wounds can never heal completely. Some don’t restore correctly either.”

Dean tried to follow along, but the respond was too vague, leaving him with more questions. “Get to the gesture, Cas.”

“Sam’s soul…” He held Dean still in his gaze. “It’s been shattered.”

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"You think I’m so awful you’d rather take Lucifer? Adv I took him, and trust me you wouldn’t yearn that.”

Sam didn’t speak about Hell. Especially not unprompted.

Dean's voice softened, “Sammy, I know.”

“No, you don’t.”

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A speculative piece on soulless Sam as an analogy for trauma; what if he had a soul all along? It's just broken beyond repair.


The Austrian soprano Ute Gfrerer is one of the best kept secrets in her new Boston hometown. A fixture in European festivals and most especially the Vienna Volksoper, she brings a clarion yet sumptuous instrument and an interpretive flexibility to a wide variety of repertoire, from comic opera to cabaret to Broadway—each in a seemingly inevitable and totally engaged style and in excellent French, German and English. At her recital at Crowell Chapel in Manchester-by-the-Sea on Saturday night she gave us a concert of two unique parts.

Carrying the name “Portraits,” the themed program encompassed work of German Jewish composers who fled the Nazis. The first half was devoted mostly to compositions written in the ’s and 40’s in Germany and France. Some of the works were composed while their composers were in concentrations camps or in exile. Many of the texts of these songs came from composers who perished in the Nazi holocaust.  The second half traced the legacies of some of that generation’s Jewish-American successors into the realm of Broadway.

Gfrerer made a sweeping entranc

On one of the clipboards that takes up too much space in my cubicle, I have kept a running list of cartoonists best known for their comics without words. The Schmulowitz Collection of Wit and Humor is my go-to resource for examples of this comic art form; as I find them I add the names of the cartoonists (and their characters) to the clipboard. What I will do with this list is anyone's guess, but it's turned into a lively assortment of nineteenth and twentieth century captionless cartoon creatorsand now a blog post.

There's O. Soglow ("The Little King"), Carl Anderson ("Henry"), Marjorie Henderson Buell aka Marge ("Little Lulu"), Mik ("Ferd'nand"), S. Gross, Pericle Giovannetti ("Max"), A. B. Frost, Sam Cobean, B. Kliban, Chon Day, Simon Bond. And then there is E.O. Plauen, the brilliant cartoonist beloved for his "Vater und Sohn" comic strip.



Erich Ohser () was a political cartoonist, whose caricatures of Adolf Hitler and the Nazi Party caused him to be blacklisted in the early s. He took the pen name E. O. Plauen, a blunt reference t