April 2010 Archives
“The article quoted an unidentified French fashion expert as saying that the North Korean leader’s style was followed internationally. ‘Kim Jong Il mode, which is spreading expeditiously worldwide, is unprecedented in history,’ the stylist said.The 68-year-old leader’s suit comprises a zip-up tunic and matching trousers, usually in khaki or blue-grey. In winter he also wears a shapeless anorak and fur hat.”
—TimesOnline, “Totalitarian drab is à la mode as Kim Jong Il is hailed a fashion arbiter”, April 8, 2010.
“What a day it was! A day of purple and gold, the proud colors of the Salinas High School. A squadron of baby angels maneuvered at twelve hundred feet, holding a pink cloud on which the word J-O-Y flashed on and off. A seagull with a broken wing took off and flew straight up into the air, squawking, ‘Joy! Joy!’ ”
—John Steinbeck, Sweet Thursday, 1954.
—John Steinbeck, Sweet Thursday, 1954.
“Elephants are grey. Elephants are blue,
’Specially when they’re stuck in the zoo.
What would you say if it happened to you?”
—Band Marino, ‘Elephants Are Grey (Elephants Are Blue)’, 2008.
’Specially when they’re stuck in the zoo.
What would you say if it happened to you?”
—Band Marino, ‘Elephants Are Grey (Elephants Are Blue)’, 2008.
“Doc bought a package of yellow pads and two dozen pencils. He laid them out on his desk, the pencils sharpened to needle points and lined up like yellow soldiers. At the top of a page he printed: OBSERVATIONS AND SPECULATIONS.”
—John Steinbeck, Sweet Thursday, 1954.
—John Steinbeck, Sweet Thursday, 1954.
“6. If you use the letter ‘I’ with crossbars within a word, many letterers
will want to drop kick you. In many comics the capital ‘I’ with the
crossbars is reserved for the personal pronoun only. Below is an example for clarity. . . .
Comic Sans only looks like the middle line which
is by far the ugliest version.”
—Jason Brubaker, 7 reasons to NOT use Comic Sans in your comic, reMINDblog.com.
Comic Sans only looks like the middle line which
is by far the ugliest version.”—Jason Brubaker, 7 reasons to NOT use Comic Sans in your comic, reMINDblog.com.
“We were outside the trailer, alone, taking the air and having the twilight, a boiling orange one, I recall. Tangerine. I’ve been a hack poet lately, copying patented scenery right off the postcards.”
—Barry Hannah, ‘That Was Close, Ma’, Bats Out Of Hell, 1993.
—Barry Hannah, ‘That Was Close, Ma’, Bats Out Of Hell, 1993.
“On Harold’s patient directions, the amused bartender at the Holiday Inn made us a sort of booze snow cone with créme de menthe. I guess I was so healthy and unpolluted, I felt it immediately, my first drink, or suck. I lit up like a pink sponge. All the world seemed at my feet. . . . Even the city name, Baton Rouge, was vastly hip. Red stick, red stick. Very way out.”
—Barry Hannah, ‘Scandale D’estime’, Bats Out Of Hell, 1993.
—Barry Hannah, ‘Scandale D’estime’, Bats Out Of Hell, 1993.
At the end of a sentence a period, a full stop. Peer into its darkness, a celestial sky so dark nothing is visible save the darkness itself.
Or it’s some kind of cave, an inscrutable Lascaux, a dim basement. Jazz musicians crowd beside bison hunters. Hear the shimmer of the cymbal and the erotic bleat of the saxophone, the clink of mouth-bound martini glasses, the soft murmur of warriors.
Now lean closer, look as if through the aperture of a microscope. There’s an entire city. A single swart cell. An inkwell. The birthmark of the sentence. An insect whose legs my brother removed. You raise your head and look out at the room. Black ink from a silent movie gag circles your eye.
—Gary Barwin, by way of Craig Conley.
Or it’s some kind of cave, an inscrutable Lascaux, a dim basement. Jazz musicians crowd beside bison hunters. Hear the shimmer of the cymbal and the erotic bleat of the saxophone, the clink of mouth-bound martini glasses, the soft murmur of warriors.
Now lean closer, look as if through the aperture of a microscope. There’s an entire city. A single swart cell. An inkwell. The birthmark of the sentence. An insect whose legs my brother removed. You raise your head and look out at the room. Black ink from a silent movie gag circles your eye.
—Gary Barwin, by way of Craig Conley.