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 Is it true, as Momus
suggests, that there are "few tales which would not be improved by the
addition of the phrase 'suddenly, a shot rang out'"? Decide for
yourself as we alter the opening lines of . . . HOW THE GRINCH STOLE CHRISTMAS by Dr. Seuss Every Who Down in Who-ville Liked Christmas a lot. Suddenly a shot rang out.
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Is it true, as Momus
suggests, that there are "few tales which would not be improved by the
addition of the phrase 'suddenly, a shot rang out'"? Decide for
yourself as we alter the opening lines of . . . THE AWAKENING by Kate Chopin A green and yellow parrot, which hung in a cage outside the door, kept repeating over and over: "Suddenly, a shot rang out."
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FULLThe semicolon's illuminated side is facing the reader. The semicolon appears to be completely illuminated by the reading lamp. The lighted side of the semicolon faces the reader, still and proud, like a young goddess. This means that the reader, reading lamp, and semicolon are nearly in a straight line, with the reader in the middle. The semicolon that we see is very bright from the reading lamp reflecting off it.
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From Prof. Oddfellow's sketchbook:
The four chambers of the star are similar to the four quadrants of life, but they surround a degenerate helium core. (Inspired by Gary Barwin.)
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Is it true, as Momus
suggests, that there are "few tales which would not be improved by the
addition of the phrase 'suddenly, a shot rang out'"? Decide for
yourself as we alter the opening lines of . . . A TALE OF TWO CITIES by Charles DickensIt was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—suddenly, a shot rang out.
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| Puzzles and Games :: Which is Funnier |
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 Which are funnier: monkeys or husbands?
Clue: This is according to a lawyer
Answer: Husbands (The answer is in black text on the black background. Highlight it to view.)
Citation: Ralph Bushnell Potts, Come Now the Lawyers (1972), p. 174
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| Last Dustbunny in the Netherlands |
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Some Dust Bunnies Shrugged Their
Shoulders at Me Today
I wasn't even aware dust bunnies had shoulders.
Now I know.
But I should think they could find better use for them than sarcastic
shrugging.
But then...have you ever met an unlackadaisical dust bunny?
— William Keckler
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Is it true, as Momus
suggests, that there are "few tales which would not be improved by the
addition of the phrase 'suddenly, a shot rang out'"? Decide for
yourself as we alter the opening lines of . . . DADDY-LONG-LEGS by Jean Webster The first Wednesday in every month was a Perfectly Awful Day—a day to be awaited with dread, endured with courage and forgotten with haste. Suddenly, a shot rang out.
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| The Ghost in the [Scanning] Machine |
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~ Headlessness ~ 
Portrait from A Memoir of Jacques Cartier.
"Uncertain whether a ghostly hand might not presently draw aside the curtain.” —Leith Adams --- Antipater of Cydonia writes: This suggests the Scanner Model of reality. That reality is a matter of faithful reproduction. Of what? I don't know. Most savvy people consider recreation a misnomer. Or a parlor trick. A museum. A diorama. A dilemmarama. That a copy of a copy of a copy gets less real. That's the Faith. That's the cherished human notion. Because of the lost substrate. But the other argument is that the copy of the copy of the copy is every bit as real as the original (arch-ecriture whatevah). It's memory which is fouling reality. Memory the copier. Memory the bad copyist. The logical conclusion would seem to be that reality has nothing whatsoever to do with memory. Uh oh.
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