July 11, 2011
The options for titling this photo are numerous: ‘Limousine Ride with Francis Scott Key’ or ‘Self Portrait in the Laundry Room’ or ‘Daisy Hangs ‘Em High’ or ‘The Bird Emporium’ or ‘Rafting with Elvis’. In this particular case, however, the best title happens to be ‘Red Leaves and Just a Little Bit of the Rear Part of Some Sort of Van with One Wheel Showing, Not to Mention the Obscured Section of Apartment Building on the Left’.
July 10, 2011
1. She walked into the room like yesterday’s breakfast.
2. His face felt like the backside of a water buffalo at 30,000 feet.
3. The night stabbed him with its false icepick of desire, and he returned the favor in duplicate.
4. She slipped into the water like Santa on speed.
5. He lit a cigarette and surrounded it with his face.
6. This was Reno, a town without a goddamned thing on its so-called mind.
July 9, 2011
Chrisfield’s eyes were fixed on the leaves at the tops of the walnut trees, etched like metal against the bright colorless sky, edged with flicks and fringes of gold where the sunlight struck them.
from THREE SOLDIERS or, as I like to call it, ONE SOLDIER AND A LITTLE ABOUT TWO OTHER GUYS
July 8, 2011
“You’ve lost a lot more than your turnaround jump shot, sweetie.”
July 7, 2011
She could bend steel with her bare hands, so yes, the answer is ‘b’.
July 6, 2011
Lillian Gish was a really, really, really good actress because:
a. she could juggle while standing on her head.
b. in real life she was a burly steelworker named Joe Kovacs.
c. she was born in 1603 and brought more than 300 years of life experience with her when she went into the movie biz.
d. her sister Dorothy always kept her on her toes by popping up at random times dressed in various animal costumes.
July 1, 2011
“If we play our cards right, son, the geek shall inherit our mirth.”
June 30, 2011
In the land of broken emeralds the barber stands alone.
To duel with an invisible sword is to invite a friend to dine.
The only thing worse than killing a horse is finding a marble.
Next to soda crackers the most comforting things in the whole wide world are successful lawsuits.
June 29, 2011
How can one refuse little faces like that when they look up at you and demand freshly butchered meat?
Seymour, you’ve got a point.
June 28, 2011
A friendly drunk shows up dead, and the party’s just beginning. The mean streets of Pasadena spew venom on private eye Prel Turpin as he unravels a classy dame and pays for it with a ceremonial bludgeoning. Could this turn out to be the toughest test yet for the shy shamus with minimal bladder control? Only the sandman knows, and he’s not talking. He’s chuckling, though.
