A SENTENCE BY ORSON SCOTT CARD
No one saw the brief flare in the star named Argos; it would be years before astronomers would connect the Day of Pain with the End of Worthing.
An alluring sentence in the first paragraph of The Worthing Saga
No one saw the brief flare in the star named Argos; it would be years before astronomers would connect the Day of Pain with the End of Worthing.
An alluring sentence in the first paragraph of The Worthing Saga
Little did L.A. wrestling aficionados in the 1940s know that the true identity of The Masked Haystack was Sydney Greenstreet. The Haystack (Sydney) was a pioneer in grabbing the microphone and ranting about pencilnecks.
When not appearing in motion pictures, Sydney:
a. was a mild-mannered reporter for a major metropolitan newspaper.
b. played second flute in the Cincinnati Symphony.
c. wrestled professionally as The Masked Haystack.
d. retired underground to his mole house.
e. fretted.
Steppenwolf’s Harmonica
a poem filtered through 14 laminated grains
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Sometimes I jump up and down shouting, “Rice!”
It frightens the birds and scatters the mice.
Why do I do this? I know it’s not nice.
Oh well, time to roll about screaming, “Think twice!”
Loon: Finally! They brought me somebody worth my time for this week’s 3 question interview. It’s none other than Walt Disney, and boy, do I have some things I’ve wanted cleared up about the whole Disney thing. Welcome, Walt, and getting right down to business, is it true you had a guy calling himself Ub Iwerks working for you?
Walt: It certainly is.
Loon: Come on. Ub Iwerks? Really? What was this guy’s real name? It had to be Dave Murphy or something, right?
Walt: No. Wrong. Ub Iwerks was …
Loon: Walt, Walt, Walt. Wait a minute. You mean to tell me you’re going to transparently float there and swear it’s true that this turkey’s name was Ub Iwerks. Are you really going to stick with that probable tissue of lie?
Walt: Certainly.
Loon: That’s 3 questions. Thanks, Walt Disney, if in fact that was YOUR real name. Join me next week when I once again probe the depths of the great beyond.
Broken images exploded softly in Carl’s head, and he was moving out of himself in a silent swoop.
One of the more demure sentences in Burrough’s lighthearted romp through a world of drug addicts and brutal orgasms.
Let me put it this way. All of the lighting assistant’s hospital bills were paid graciously by Erich.
Erich is glancing to the left because:
a. there’s a hippopotamus over there.
b. he’s annoyed at Gloria Swanson’s failure to light his cigarette promptly.
c. he thinks the pose makes him look more presidential.
d. he’s watching the guy who ran by and knocked his hat all out of kilter exit the building.
e. a lighting assistant over there just called him ‘Ricky’.