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Deader Yet: A Mike Dodge Story Within a Story Within a Story
“Yeah, I remember the little asshole.”It wouldn’t have won me a Pulitzer or a National Book Award or even 112th Place in the Bad Hemingway Contest, which ended in 2005、But it was enough of an opener for the half-dozen or so writers left in the Press Room to turn from their late afternoon deadlines, and for a couple to grab a now-lukewarm Coke and join Rich Hawksley and I at the table.This was a year after United Airlines stopped underwriting bad Hemingway, and the National Agricultural Federation Annual Policy and Bad Motivational Speakers Conference was in St. Louis. Tonight’s BMS was a cowbo...
You know!
Guy stood in the rain-swept street of the big city he called home, and hailed a cab. The hand that wasn’t gesturing to the driver to stop was busy holding a small bottle of booze concealed in a paper bag. He took a swig as he jumped into the back seat. “Follow that car!”, he instructed the driver. “You mean that other taxi?”, the man asked confused. There were many cars in the street that night and Guy was not being very specific. “Yeah, the other cab, the one in front of us”, he leaned forward, pointed his finger at the other cab and recited its license plate number, his mouth too close to th...
Mrs. Chesterfield on Deck
Mrs. Chesterfield refuses to board the lifeboats.She insists that the boat is not sinking. We have assured her that it is. We have pointed to the ocean. We have said “You see, Mrs. Chesterfield? You see how it’s getting closer to us? It isn’t meant to do that. The ocean is meant to stay where it is in relation to a boat. If it begins to approach, something is terribly wrong.”With a turn of her chin, Mrs. Chesterfield goes right back to her knitting. She informs us with a curt tone that she was promised an unsinkable experience. Rummaging around in her handbag, she produces a pamphlet. Her fing...
Rhonda Reschedules
Rhonda rescheduled when she lost her alpaca.“I have no idea where she is,” Rhonda explained over the phone, her voice catching with panic after every thiwww.onedoor.ccrd word, “Louisa never DOES this. She NEVER runs away. WHAT could she have been thinking?”Marty assured her that they could reschedule. He had nothing on his calendar for the next few months. His cousin was getting married in April, but that was it. The wedding was going to be underwater on one of those new matrimonial submarines that were becoming all the rage with brides. He would have to take some type of medication for his claustrophobia,...