Archive for August, 2012

put out

August 31, 2012

after the director swore he would never work with him again, he rehired lupo the cinematographer for the western. no one else could do the landscapes the way he wanted, especially since he was doing it in black and white. he told the press, lupo can make you think there are colors in black and white. he can squeeze color from an empty tube of paint. meanwhile the civil suit between them continued in the courts.


extradition from hell

August 30, 2012

What would an extradition from hell mean? Or rather, what regime would attempt to extradite someone form hell, and why? Assuming the subject is there for eternity, what more justice could be done? Either they want him at a lower circle, for more intensity of suffering, or they want to remove him to a remedy other than punishment.


August 29, 2012

Danny found his muse, a young man wasting away in the hospital. He had been paralyzed in a traffic accident and was refusing nutrients, starving himself to death. Danny went to visit him as part if his volunteering and struck up a conversation about absurdist sketch comedy. The ideas bubbled between them. Danny had to get all he could out of him while he was still alive and awake.

doubt’s shadow

August 28, 2012

The freethinkers slothfully rent the received word into one hundred and twenty pieces. They were officially tolerated as long as they didn’t evangelize, of which they were finally falsely accused. A majority of their trial was spent in determining the burden of proof.

lay bare

August 27, 2012

The day the regular translator got sick, the substitute translated all of the idioms literally, which caused great offense.


August 26, 2012

It was said that during the liturgy the attendant that handled the sacred objects behind the screen would levitate. That was what he expected, and he was horrified to find that he did not. It was a sign of his unworthiness. He lied about it afterward.


August 25, 2012

The members realigned the bottleneck to try to maximize the traffic flow, but it could not be done. There was an upper limit, a bound which they could approach but never meet. That was something the non-shareholders could never understand, they said.┬áBut the outsiders’ suspicions broke it all open, like an iceberg crumbling, like a wig ripped from a head.

organic compound

August 24, 2012

The angels when they arrived instructed him that no, mathematics was not something that purely spiritual beings understood. they didn’t consider it to be a higher order of knowledge at all. It was a byproduct of physical existence. Its abstractions were too absolute. The spiritual realm was more fluid, less easily defined. The best description he could find for their message was a vicious honesty, which was the only thing that made his friends believe him a little bit, because it didn’t make any sense and was something he wouldn’t have been able to come up with otherwise.


August 23, 2012

The dog people, being fully supplied, sang joyfully, ringing the bells on their collars. When they finished the whimpers from the barn were even more distinct.


August 22, 2012

My hobbling amused the others. My rise would startle them, I thought. It would disappoint them, would shock them. No. They were encouraging and supportive. But why should I like them now, they who laughed at me before? On the other hand why should I dwell on the negative? I could not decide how to regard them.