Sentence of the week by me. "The pineapple had a disconsolate existence; sans mouth, ears and eyes, it lay stagnant and decaying, with no acumen of the world that beset it." (I am not yet at liberty to give the context in which this was written, but hopefully someone will give me that permission soon.)
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Sentence(s) of the week by someone else. "I'm not sure if it's for the parents though because they mean it when they say it is 'rated PG for non-stop kinetic cartoon action' and I'm not sure if most moms and dads will be happy that they solve all their problems by brutally killing hundreds, maybe thousands of monkeys, some of them cute. Although to be fair this probaly is not something most kids have the chance to re-enact." Vern, on The Powerpuff Girls Movie
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It's...Choose What Matthew Will Write About Fridays! I've decided to give you a little more time to vote this week. Also, if you feel that all my topics are toxic waste and you would like to write-in a vote for new topic, that would be swell. Sweller than swell, in fact.
(a) A flash fiction story that ends with the line, "He drove home silently, thinking about those farts." (The number two choice from the Friday prior will be listed among the next week's choices.) (b) The three most exciting things that happened to me in 15 months of working at a Burger King.
(c) A sonnet (rhyme scheme: ABCB ADCD AECE FF) about magnet love.
(d) 15 minutes of unedited writing without punctuation or capitalization. (Count the mistakes he makes in spelling and grammar when he doesn't go back and re-read!)
(e) Why Matthew briefly -- oh so briefly -- considered joining Mensa.
oh so lovingly written by
Matthew |
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
