#December 1992

[90ssmut2]

[lavoixhumaine]

Angela Bassett photographed by George Holz in December 1992 for her first ever Essence Magazine photo shoot.

Credit: post by flyandfamousblackgirls

[yetanothercomicbook]

The Flame, This Fury

Fantastic Four #371

"This is even more entertaining than I imagined!"

Johnny is ambushed by Devos the Devastator, Paibok the Power Skrull, and Lyja the Lazerfist!

Two excellent stories here. Ben and Reed working with Sharon Ventura to rescue Alicia Masters from Aron the Rogue Watcher. The question is, can they trust her?

While this is going on, Johnny is alone in battle in a plotline that's been building for a little while. And what they heck is up with little Franklin? Or Susan for that matter. It's a comic that positively zips along, every page delivering something exciting and fun. Especially that last page...

On Sale Date: October 27, 1992.

Total Paid Circulation: 217,625 (average #371-382).

Wizard Top 100: #27.

Tom DeFalco (16 of 66).

Paul Ryan (16 of 60).

10/10

[supremecoco]

[buddiebeginz]

Angela Bassett Essence Magazine (December 1992) 📸 George Holz

[make-friends-with-the-rats]

In December of 1899, the halls of 9 Duane Street Lodging House echoed with the voices of newsies. This was the 30th annual holiday feast held for the newsboys and their guests. Kid Blink, among others, gave toasts and speeches, including one entitled "The Strike, When We Licked", no doubt celebrating their successful strike from the summer. The newsies were served a generous feast of turkey, boiled ham, celery, mashed potatoes, turnips, tea, bread and butter, and -- the newsies favorite -- pies.

[sources: 1, 2, 3, 4]

This year, to celebrate the 155th anniversary of the first annual Duane Street holiday feast, I have put together a list of prompts for the first annual Duane Street December. Happy Holidays!

tag: #duane street december

(transcribed list under the cut)

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NEWSIES Duane Street December

First Snow

Favorite Character

Irving Hall/Medda's Theatre

Holiday Decorations

Family

Kid Blink

Mittens

Boots Arbus

Marbles

Best Friends

Cold Feet

Our Man Denton

Little Newsies

Snowman

Traditions

The Jacobs Family

Warmth

Something Unexpected

Snowball Fight

Jack Kelly

Little Brother

Bad Luck

Dreidel

Patrick's Mother

Turkey and Pie/The Duane Street Dinner

Gift Giving

Improvin' The Truth

Candlelight

Kloppman

Mistletoe

New Years Eve, 1899

[greendayauthority]

Berkeley Square | Berkeley, CA | 19 December 1992

[rabbitcruiser]

On December 8, 1992, the last shot was fired in the Falun Mine, and all commercial mining ceased.

[90ssmut2]

[bumlets-appreciation-blog]

Duane Street December Day Six: Kid Blink

(Post Deletion Repost)

David wasn’t exactly sure what to make of the image in front of him. Kid Blink always seemed so vibrant and larger-than-life: loud, passionate, and boundlessly confident, he was the epitome of the dime-novel pirate heroes that his friend loved so much. Yet here he was, lying belly-down in a snowy alleyway with his head shoved under a broken wagon. The image would’ve been hilarious if it wasn’t so confusing.

“Are you alright, Blink?” At the sound of David’s voice, Blink jumped and cracked his head against the wagon. Swearing louder than David had ever heard him, Blink shimmied himself out from under the wagon and whipped around to fix him with a vicious glare. If he didn’t know and trust him so much, David probably would’ve quailed under the force of it.

“Dammit, Dave! Why’d ya hafta go and holler like that? I woulda had her if you hadn’t come and scared us both!” Despite the anger in his voice, Blink was barely speaking above a whisper and he wasn’t waving his arms around like he normally did when he was mad, instead keeping them stiff at his side. He was a strange sight and David couldn’t help cocking his head in confusion.

“Her? Her who? Don’t tell me there’s a kid under there.” Like Blink, David kept his voice low, not wanting to startle whoever or whatever was under the wagon. His inquiry was met with a dramatic eye roll.

“No, there’s not a kid under there! It’s a kitten. Here, look.” With slow, careful movements, Blink dropped back down to the ground and gestured for David to do the same. There, under the wagon, was a coal-black kitten with enormous blue-green eyes. When she saw that she had an audience, she let out a pitiful mewl and retreated further back against the wall. It was probably one of the most heartbreaking things David had ever seen.

“I found her here a few weeks ago. I’ve been feeding her, tryin’ ta get her to trust me, but it’s been pretty slow,” Blink explained as he reached his hand back under the wagon to offer the kitten his hand. Instead of sniffing them, she cowered even further and let out another pathetic cry, making Blink groan.

“Why are you trying so hard to get her?” David questioned. As kind as he knew his friend could be, a few weeks’ worth of effort to catch a kitten that clearly didn’t want to be caught was a lot. To his surprise, Blink flushed a bit at the question.

“Mush loves cats. Other boys had dogs at the lodging house so he couldn’t have one, but since they all moved out, I thought she’d make a nice Christmas present,” Blink said, his voice fond. That made sense. Blink was definitely a tough guy but he loved his friends, especially Mush. The kid was one of the few people he could see his friend going to all this trouble for.

David weighed his options. His mother preferred it when he got home before it got dark, but he didn’t think she’d fault him for staying out a little later to help Blink. Besides, he reasoned, the kitten didn’t look like she’d last much longer in this weather.

“Wait here. I’ll be right back,” he said before working his way out from under the wagon and heading out across the street to Tibby’s. After explaining the situation to Mr. Tibby, David walked away with a discount sausage cut into kitten-sized chunks. 

With plenty of sausage chunks and gentle encouragement, he and Blink managed to coax her close enough to grab, and soon they were making their way toward the lodging house. Kloppman barely glanced at them when they walked in but did a double-take when he saw the little black ball of fluff in Blink’s arms.

“We gettin’ a new lodger, Kid?” he asked, trying and failing to keep the amusement out of his voice.

“Yeah, Mouth and I figured that a mug like hers could peddle a thousand a week. Do ya think Mush’ll like her?” As he talked, Blink adjusted his hold on the kitten to give Kloppman a better look. 

The older man made his way out from behind the registration desk to run his fingers over her head. Despite her reservations about the boys, she seemed to like Kloppman and started purring when he scratched behind her ears.

“I think we shoulda called you ‘Mush’ instead of him since you’re so soft-hearted.” Kloppman laughed a bit but softened when he looked up at the two boys. “He’ll love her. You know he will. Now hang on a minute.”

Kloppman ducked back behind his desk and headed into the office. When he came back, he was holding a little red ribbon and carefully tied a bow around the kitten’s neck.

“There,” he said, satisfied. “Now she looks like a present. He’s upstairs if you wanna give her to ‘im now. Don’t think you’ll be able to hide her till Christmas.” Kloppman gave the kitten one more scratch under her chin before moving to sit back down with a smile on his face.

“Thanks, Kloppman. C’mon, Dave. This is from you, too.” Blink didn’t bound up the stairs like he normally did, but he still had a bit of a skip in his step. They tramped up the stairs and made their way to the dorm.

Mush was sitting on one of the lower bunks, deep in conversation with a few other boys. When Blink called his name, he perked up and started making his way over to them, though he stopped when he saw the kitten. His mouth dropped open in a way that was almost comical, but the joy in his eyes was nothing to laugh at.

“Where’d ya find her?” Mush’s voice was barely more than a whisper, reverent as he looked at the kitten in his best friend’s arms. He’d always been gentle despite his size, but David couldn’t remember a time when his friend looked so soft. The other boys Mush had been with, Swifty, Snoddy, and Bumlets, had gathered around the trio, grinning at the scene in front of them. It seemed that Mush’s love for cats was common knowledge among the lodging house residents.

“You know that alley next to Tibby’s? I found her there a while ago and thought you’d get along. It took Dave feeding her, but we finally managed to grab her. She’s still kinda skinny and she needs a bath, but she’s healthy and she already likes Kloppman, so I think she’ll fit in just fine. Do ya wanna hold her?” As Blink spoke, he already started to hand the little kitten over to his friend, grinning at how Mush managed to light up even more once she was secure in his arms.

“She’s so soft! Look, Bumlets, she has hair like yours!” Bumlets rolled his eyes a bit at the comparison, but he was smiling too much for anyone to think he was genuinely offended.

“Sure Mush. Whatever you say,” he said softly, one of his hands coming up to pat the other boy on the shoulder. Snoddy and Swifty were grinning, too, and when he saw David watching their reactions, Swifty shot him two thumbs up over Snoddy’s shoulder. And Blink, of course, looked ridiculously proud of himself as he watched his best friend cradle his lifelong wish.

The kitten, it seemed, had adjusted pretty well to the attention, moving her head so she was tucked under Mush’s chin and purring loud enough for all to hear. David’s cheeks were starting to hurt from all his smiling, but he couldn’t help it. The last time he was Mush this happy was when they saw Jack riding up on Roosevelt’s carriage instead of heading to Santa Fe.

“What’s her name?” David asked, if only to give his mouth a rest from his smile. Mush looked down at the kitten again with a contemplative expression that quickly changed to a determined one.

“Shadow. She looks like a Shadow, don’t she?” When the other boys nodded, Mush grinned impossibly wider before settling his eyes on Blink and David with a hopeful expression. “Is she really mine, guys? Do I really get to keep her?”

“Course you do, Mush. I can’t think of anyone better to take care of her.” Blink was good at that, saying things with so much authority that no one could think to argue with him. At his friend’s reassurance, Mush quickly turned to hand off Shadow to a startled Snoddy before dragging Blink and David into a hug.

“Thanks, guys. You’re the best.” Pulling back with an ever-radiant smile, Mush turned to take Shadow back from Snoddy, cooing at the kitten when she nuzzled back into his chest. The other three boys circled Shadow and Mush, taking turns petting her and saying sweet things but Blink pulled David aside and wrapped him in a hug of their own.

“Thanks, Dave,” he whispered before pulling back to spit in his palm and offer it for a handshake.

“Anytime, pal,” David answered before spitting in his own palm and clasping Blink’s hand with his own. “Anytime.”

[yetanothercomicbook]

Troll Call

Excalibur #58

More of the same.

Part 2 of 2. "Humans with powers? Evil trolls? Alchemy?"

It's okay. The point with this is to be funny/amusing so there's no real sense of threat or menace. Nightcrawler gets to be in the limelight, and he's the one that impresses us the most. Cyclops is clearly impressed with his former teammate, which is very cool to see. As for the villains, we never see any of them again. And I'm perfectly fine with that.

On Sale Date: October 6, 1992.

Wizard Top 100: #45.

Alan Davis (16 of 23).

Scott Lobdell (2 of 4).

6/10

[alicepao13]

I think it's funny that the show is called NCIS: Origins but it's actually about NIS because NCIS doesn't exist yet in this timeline.

[cressida-jayoungr]

One Dress a Day Challenge

Anything Goes December

Far and Away / Nicole Kidman as Shannon Christie

This movie is set in the early 1890s, and we can see that the bustle of the 1880s has disappeared, while the large puffed sleeves haven't appeared yet. The "tassel" trim around the waist is a bit odd, as is the asymmetrical brown stripe down the side of the skirt, but I'll assume they're based on some kind of period example. I do like the draped epaulet effect at the shoulders, with the little tassels to finish it off, and the hat ties everything together nicely.

The designer for this movie was Joanna Johnston.

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CUTiE

[lonestarflight]

Space Shuttle Discovery being flown over the Capital Building in Tallahassee, Florida, following the STS-53 mission.

Accompanying note: "The space shuttle Discovery riding piggyback on a 747 made a detour on its route from Texas to the Kennedy Space Center and did a low flyover of the Capitol."

Photographed by Robinson, Erik.

Date: December 18, 1992

Robinson, Erik. Space shuttle Discovery flying over Florida's capitol building. 1992-12-18. State Archives of Florida, Florida Memory. Accessed 26 Jun. 2023.<https://www.floridamemory.com/items/show/35924>

Robinson, Erik. View showing the space shuttle Discovery being flown over Florida's capital city. 1992-12-18. State Archives of Florida, Florida Memory. Accessed 26 Jun. 2023.<https://www.floridamemory.com/items/show/36652>

Robinson, Erik. View showing the space shuttle Discovery being flown over Florida's capital city. 1992-12-18. State Archives of Florida, Florida Memory. Accessed 26 Jun. 2023.<https://www.floridamemory.com/items/show/36655>

Robinson, Erik. Space shuttle Discovery being flown over the Capital city. 1992-12-18. State Archives of Florida, Florida Memory. Accessed 26 Jun. 2023.<https://www.floridamemory.com/items/show/36653>

Robinson, Erik. View showing the space shuttle Discovery being flown over the Capital city. 1992-12-18. State Archives of Florida, Florida Memory. Accessed 26 Jun. 2023.<https://www.floridamemory.com/items/show/36651>

Robinson, Erik. View of the Space shuttle Discovery being flown over the Capital city. 1992-12-18. State Archives of Florida, Florida Memory. Accessed 26 Jun. 2023.<https://www.floridamemory.com/items/show/36654>

Ewen, Mike. View of Space Shuttle Discovery flying over Florida's capitol building. 1992-12-18. State Archives of Florida, Florida Memory. Accessed 26 Jun. 2023.<https://www.floridamemory.com/items/show/9642>

[nerds-yearbook]

On December 6th 1992, an ESPer known as Akira, lost control of his power and ended up destroying Tokyo. The government covered this up by claiming it was a nuclear explosion. It did in fact lead to the beginning of World War III. ("Akira", manga)