March 4, 2013
According to Mr. Roy Morris, Jr. in his tome, Lighting Out For The Territory, Sam Clemens caused the following information to be distributed on a handbill advertising his October 2nd, 1866 public lecture debut in San Francisco: A SPLENDID ORCHESTRA is in town, but has not been engaged. A DEN OF FEROCIOUS WILD BEASTS will […]
March 2, 2013
Still with her first half-dozen pies to make, she drove home very late, full of a gulpy love for the whole human race. Here’s a guy who did his own thing beautifully and to the nth power. That sentence up there starring ‘gulpy’ is from Mildred Pierce. In another area of the tale, Mr. Cain […]
February 23, 2013
I once knew a man in New Zealand who hadn’t a tooth in his head, … and yet that man could beat a drum better than any man I ever saw. From one of Mr. Ward’s rambling stage oratory presentations.
February 16, 2013
‘Eacha heart out, ya bum.’ Ms. Chester was the most famous Brooklyn Dodger fan of all.
February 12, 2013
This item is available in two flavors only: Vanilla and Strawberry
February 9, 2013
We wore our hair not too long and we had flip horrorshow boots for kicking. As far as writers of things such as like A CLOCKWORK ORANGE, I likes the blokes what walk along the edges, O my brothers (and sisters).
February 2, 2013
His blued feet out of turnedup trousers slapped the clammy sand, a dull brick muffler strangling his unshaven neck. Folks, that’s what a fragment of genius looks like all wrote down particular.
January 30, 2013
Art is a conscious attempt to communicate beyond words. a – Yes b – No c – Huh?
January 29, 2013
THE DARK DAYS OF YESTERNOON A Quarto in 3 Acts Part 1: The Mohawk Invasion Part 3: Desperation in Quicksand POSTSCRIPT – The Crawling Beeves Lament Exit Music – The Mambo King’s Apothecary Reentry Music – Mud Spatter Part 2 – The Empty Quill Frozen yogurt – Yes
January 26, 2013
Scaring people is a dirty job, but somebody has to do it. A generous helping of lame pretend Raymond Chandler sentences are scattered about among the slew of cliches and pop cultural references stuffed and wedged and pressed against their wills into the narrative of 11/22/63.