Annals of Japery
September 27, 2010
This arboreal carnage seemed fitting, however, prior to a meeting with a man who teaches a class on Catastrophe, and who founded the International Necronautical Society, whose mission is to “map, enter, colonise and, eventually, inhabit” the space of death.
August 27, 2010
The next time you’re in the supermarket, inspect a box of Alpha-Bits. What you’ll find in that milk-splashed bowl will shake you to your core.
August 11, 2010
Portnoy complained about EVERYTHING. I probably should’ve picked Diary of A Wimpy Kid.
April 29, 2010
It’s now widely believed that Outbreak, the 1995 Dustin Hoffman Ebola thriller, was at least partially inspired by Caps For Sale.
April 13, 2010
Yes, said the nameless man to the nameless child, gazing out at the ruin caused by some massive anonymous catastrophe. Thats how we keep things interesting.
March 15, 2010
Their ravenous mouths were sandwichless, the frail lie exposed. A cracked and empty cicadashell. The new world gray and skeletonboned, heavy with reckoning. No barrelpickles anywhere, not even Polish dills.
March 1, 2010
My question to you is why does “The Bachelor” — a show with a largely female audience — continue to enforce these sexist stereotypes of what a women can (and in some cases, should) be?
January 20, 2010
I dont know, the man said, and it was truth. He didnt know where all the apostrophes had gone.
December 7, 2009
The city was blackened, burned to completion. No sign of life. Not a hobo nor trollop, tourist nor knishvendor. Cars swimbled with ash, heavy with parkingtickets. Never to be paid nor contested, no weary fist shaken at the judge’s vacant robes.
October 21, 2009
The trees dead, the grass dead, the shrubs dead also. The rivers dead. And the streams and reeds, the mosses and voles. Dead as well.