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From Prof. Oddfellow's sketchbook:
Inspired by Gary Barwin, who writes of "The parabolic light cast by a lamp. Perhaps in a cave." --- June writes: I wish I were clever enough to draw a diagram of what illuminates Professor Oddfellow!
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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 . . . EMMA by Jane AustenEmma Woodhouse, handsome, clever, and rich, with a comfortable home and happy disposition, seemed to unite some of the best blessings of existence; and had lived nearly twenty-one years in the world with very little to distress or vex her. Suddenly, a shot rang out.
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FIRST QUARTER (PROGRESSIVE)"A semicolon of twinkling starlight against a uniform background glow." —Stephen James O'Meara, Steve O'Meara's Herschel 400 Observing Guide (2007)
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Why I Have Never Left Portmeirion(for Ken Smith, in the style of Emily Dickinson's "I Never Saw a Moor" I never saw the port, I never heard the sea; Yet I waved down a flagstone boat (an Atlas guided me). A Golden Dragon's treasure: the Buddha's missing hand; A wild, Gwyllt-y pleasure: the estuary sand. The Watch House has no clocks, The bell tower makes no sound; Yet the humming of a Mermaid's rocks has rendered me spellbound.
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From Prof. Oddfellow's sketchbook:
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Here's Jesse's spot-on Prof. Oddfellow impression! And it's true: our dictionary of magic words looks best when viewed through novelty eyewear. Thanks for putting the hologram back into grammar, Jesse!
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It seems a rare thing to encounter a source citation within song lyrics. The first time we noticed the phenomenon was back in 1988, in They Might Be Giants' song "Ana Ng": When I was driving once I saw this painted on a bridge: "I don't want the world, I just want your half"
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“The marina and launching ramps are waiting for your boat.” —Westways
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If, as Robert Louis Stevenson said, "wine is bottled poetry," then Mint Juleps are georgics, vodka is blank verse, and a set of drinks is a roundelay.
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J posits:
And Irish whiskey is a limerick?
Prof. Oddfellow answers:
Yes! And did you know that after a few shots it doubles as an anapestic?
June quips:
I thought tequila would be a lime-rick.
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FIRST QUARTER (FUTURE)"The day is again punctuated." —Tony Banham, Not the Slightest Chance (2003)
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