Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Morgue Arrival I
Friday, January 25, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Monday, January 21, 2008
Disneyland
Well, I contend this looks a little like Disneyland. Which is a cheap way to drop a shameless link to the Goldilocks remix I just recorded and posted to Audiolingo (which doesn't exist anymore so don't bother clicking on the links or.. whoops, too late. I told you it wasn't there.) The tenuous connection is the parent recording was on Disneyland Records. Stanley Unwin is there, too.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Nothing There
People of Stephenville: What you thought you saw in your skies last week was not, repeat: NOT what you think you saw. Your own armed forces have assured you that what you saw was an earth-based flying vessel designed to move human cargo and not, repeat: NOT a flying saucer, UFO or inter-galaxy police patrol of any kind. Please accept their story as the truth.
The fact that at the time of the "sighting," your NASA Messenger probe was making Earth's first visual recordings of the dark side of the solar system's first planet, Mercury, has absolutely nothing to do with an imagined spacecraft supposedly being seen above NASA's home state, a state known to be plagued by swamp gas and methane clouds caused by cattle.
I can assure you, the public was in no danger. You may continue to live your little lives. That is all.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Shrunken Porcelain Head Vase
It's not one. But if it were, it would have been made in the likeness of an elderly Mingo soothsayer, with convolutions to match her prophesies. I would have acquired it as part of an auction lot, tucked away in the corner of a cardboard box containing mostly household goods. I would have been overjoyed when I found it, knowing, as I do, several prominent florists who would eagerly vie for it. But I wouldn't have known about the curse.
Luckily, as I say, it's not one.
Luckily, as I say, it's not one.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Raoul Duke
"I couldn't move. Total paralysis now. Every muscle in my body was contracted. I couldn't even move my eyeballs, much less turn my head or talk...
"Death. I was sure of it. Not even my lungs seemed to be functioning. I needed artificial respiration, but I couldn't open my mouth to say so. I was going to die. Just sitting there on the bed, unable to move . . . well at least there's no pain..."
"Death. I was sure of it. Not even my lungs seemed to be functioning. I needed artificial respiration, but I couldn't open my mouth to say so. I was going to die. Just sitting there on the bed, unable to move . . . well at least there's no pain..."