Sunday, November 30, 2008
Friday, November 28, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Sunday, November 23, 2008
The shoe less traveled
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Swedish Viking Dance Band
Movie pitch: Swedish dance band travels back in time to confront their own ancestors (it could happen). Despite the polyester bell-bottoms and flashy rhinestones, the band members befriend a gang of blood-thirsty, axe-wielding Vikings. This newly-formed extended family sails far and wide in the North Sea of the 10th century, looting and harmonizing as they go. It's "New York, New York" meets "The Seventh Seal." I'm thinking of naming it, "No One Plunders Solo." Part two involves a freak time travel accident of some sort in which the Vikings return to the present and do a show at a swap meet in Southern California (or, Copenhagen, if you prefer). No one in the audience notices anything unusual and our intrepid gang finds fame and fortune in the new, new world. The former band members, meanwhile, are very cold and confused and tired of drinking mead, but, they will survive (possible Gloria Gaynor cover here). To be continued . . .
Sunday, November 16, 2008
My daughter, the poet
The oasis,
most pleasant of places.
There are plants, food, and a tree there.
The camel wants to be there.
The oasis.
most pleasant of places.
There are plants, food, and a tree there.
The camel wants to be there.
The oasis.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Monday, November 10, 2008
The oozing kitty
It began like any other day. The alarm. Coffee and eggs. The crossword.
I thought I saw promise in a brillant blue sky, but, yet, there was something. Something was up there and it was coming for me. I spun and looked with horror as the evil-eyed cat began to ooze down the stairway. Horror. The horror . . . everything was furry. The End.
I thought I saw promise in a brillant blue sky, but, yet, there was something. Something was up there and it was coming for me. I spun and looked with horror as the evil-eyed cat began to ooze down the stairway. Horror. The horror . . . everything was furry. The End.
Thursday, November 06, 2008
It's gold, I tell you!
Gold was first discovered in California not at Sutter's Mill in 1849, but, rather, at a place in the San Gabriel Mountains called Placerita Canyon.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
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