Archive for September, 2003

Forgot One

September 19, 2003
By LHP

Forgot to mention in the comment about forgetting that I suspect that the general anaesthesia offered before major surgery doesn’t actually block out consciousness and render the patient inert. Instead, the drugs force the patient to lie still and to later forget the trauma, like Caribbean Island zombies ethno-botanized into acquiesence and stupor. Afterward,...
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Eyeglasses and Forgetfulness

September 15, 2003
By LHP

Several months ago I started wearing eyeglasses to help me see things in the distance. I’m nearsighted. I’m myopic. My vision had been devolving for the past couple of years, but in the last few months before I visited the optometrist, the situation was getting out of hand. On the golf course I lost...
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Stupid Ugly

September 14, 2003
By LHP

Yesterday we used Exquisite Corpse to make similes and metaphors. Here’re a few as ugly as a rifle stupider than a boy a housewife is like a dictionary dumber than a box All true.
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From the Vault

September 11, 2003
By LHP

Another paragraph from the vault. Dread goes with bad things, anticipation with good. We’ve learned that the good things we’re waiting for will be somewhat duller once we’ve gotten them. If we’re smart, we’ll be satisfied by the waiting, our anticipation shaping midnight grins as we lie sleepless in bed, looking ahead. ...
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Partial Analysis of Yesterday’s 117

September 9, 2003
By LHP

Yesterday we played a round at Los Verdes Golf Course (public) in Rancho Palos Verdes. The course is on a bluff overlooking the Pacific Ocean. On a couple of holes, you stand in the tee box and it’s easy to imagine your drive leaving the tee and rocketing over the waves and beyond the...
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Breakfast

September 7, 2003
By LHP

For breakfast today I’m having a Strawberry Zone Perfect bar and half a pot of coffee. I’m far too busy to have a proper Sunday morning breakfast.
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Exquisite Corpses

September 6, 2003
By LHP

Here’s what the 5th graders arrived at the butt-ugly house dates the gymbag and a stupid New York farts poop Both of which best the subject line come-ons in this morning’s spam haul: Vanessa We Are Committed To Help You Live Healthy Naked drunk teen Babes Stephen Bruce Best Travel Value Nation’s Foremost Mortgage Lender Magnificent Travel Deals Now Final Notice Quality-extended-auto-coverage need bi-g-ge-r bras…you use this Re: Mothers...
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Exquisite Corpse

September 5, 2003
By LHP

Here’s one I’ll try with my writing students. Exquisite Corpse is so famous Andrei Codrescu named his journal of new writing after it.  How to play?  Three or more players sit around a table, each equipped with paper and pen.  Each writes on cue a particular grammatical structure (adjective, noun, verb, adverb, and so forth),...
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