Items found in the pockets of a parka unworn since February:
- 2 hard candies
- Cotton gloves
- A Sportchek flyer from 2014
- A $10 Tim Hortons card with an unknown remaining balance
- $20
Much appreciated, past self.
Amusing
Fun times Friday
Here, have a ridiculously toe-tappy earworm:
When I went to see Les Claypool when he played Winnipeg, I was pretty thrilled when he opened with this little ditty. It’s long been a favourite of mine. I hope you enjoy it too.
Hollow Bean is here again.
From the little-known sequel to E.T., penned by William Kotzwinkle:
“They have an important celebration,” said E.T., “called Hollow Bean. Everyone carves faces in fruit squashes and dresses up in sheets.”
So this happened (Vol. N)
Can’t Lit
I may have found my prompt for Geist’s Can’t Lit contest:
A possibly-unintentional stand-in for the author visits a dilapidated farmhouse on the Prairies in a one room cabin but is also a robot.
Phew
It might be a little blasphemous of me, working as I do at a university, but I find a lot of comfort in this simple sentiment.
via PostSecret
Whoa. Psychoanalytic criticism.
Someone, back in 2013, took it upon himself (or herself) to run my vignette “Eating Everything That Ever Was” ([available in “Seven Very Short Stories”) through the lens of Freudian literary criticism.
My story starts on the 7th click, and the analysis happens on the 8th. I had no idea I was writing about a mother/son dynamic. (Though I suppose you could argue that I always am; that we always are.)
This is awesome. (Also completely kosher, per the CC that the story is licensed under.)
Busted warps
They’re everywhere in this town.
I mean, I hit like 20 of them on my bike ride today, and I gained no speed whatsoever. It would’ve really helped when I was going into the wind, let me tell you.
Overheard on campus
Walking behind two students:
1: Let’s kick this thing! [Super-enthusiastic]
2: Sorry, what? [Slightly confused]
1: Nothing.
2: Did you say something about cake?
Then both of them cracked up.
Then, later…
As my cow-orkers and I were headed off for coffee, one of the Library staff said, “There’s free cake in the board room fridge. Help yourselves.”
Full circle, man.