31
Oct 06

Six Words

In the current issue of Wired Magazine, there’s a cool article on the shortest story ever written by Ernest Hemingway, just six words in length: For Sale: baby shoes, never used. One can only imagine the story behind this one.

The magazine appealed to a slew of writers and artists to submit their own six worders, many of which are brilliant. My personal fave comes from Margaret Atwood: Longed for him. Got him. Shit.

The lovely Caterina Fake had blogged about this unique style of story telling back in late September, with many wonderful submissions from her readers.

Here’s mine: She didn’t know it was loaded.

A friend was recently sporting this one on a t-shirt: Don’t steal. The government hates competition.

Wanna play?


18
Oct 06

Of all the weird things…

I’ve always thought this.

A few weeks back, my wife remarked on it.

Of all the weird things about the human body: my sneezes smell like like honey.

!!

Thank goodness for Google. I thought it might have been an early sign of the diabetes or something.


05
Oct 06

Take that, Douglas Coupland

Following his lead, in jest, just to show Malcolm Gladwell that not all blog postings are based on the New York Times, here’s something from the Globe and Mail online, in which a Japanese man has pi’d out:

bq. Akira Haraguchi, 60, needed more than 16 hours to recite the number to 100,000 decimal places, breaking his personal best of 83,431 digits set in 1995, his office said. He made the attempt at a public hall in Kisarazu, just east of Tokyo.

So, which would you rather listen to: this recitation, or a CD of paint drying?


03
Oct 06

Lord, er, um, “Che” Black

Once again, Rick Mercer hits the nail right on the head:

bq. I have to admit, the idea of Conrad Black down at some god awful immigration office stuck in the back of a line behind some poor Somali dude with a bullet in his leg fills my heart with joy.

Who’s going to start making the t-shirts?