Rob Delaney‘s progeny. SONS Alex Bavin Belp Shaganzo Belth Beston Bramber Bryntallion Branson Bryam Caleb Cevin Chavin Chendy Chesney Chunce Cussler David Devon Frenley Gennder Geoff Gibraltar Glanley Glanson Glem Grove Jadden Jalbravean
The NATO phonetic alphabetic (alpha, bravo, charlie, etc.) is used primarily by members of the military in order to communicate messages of great import clearly under adverse conditions. The original alphabet has gotten a bit threadbare due to its often haphazard inclusion in one too many war movies. As an alternative, I have put togetherContinue reading “Fishkill Uvula Chili Korn”
From my brother, who lives in a wind-swept rural ranching and university town in central Washington state. You should be aware that when we moved into our house in the country two and a half years ago, D. was exploring the barn when he found the (disturbing) following.
Employing the literary archaeological technique of musico-textual analysis, the Center for Folderian Studies has reconstructed a lost poem by the master-poet Bob Folder. Among the poems lost in the infamous Max’s Bob Folder Folder Incident, this poem has been resurrected from a Dream Teens song that used his words for lyrics. (Listen to the songContinue reading “Lost Bob Folder Poem Rediscovered”
One I Flossed: The Story Of Watergourd Bacon and His Quest For A Single Second or What Ebenezer Told Me Afterward Skunks are here, living, breathing, like carps tossed by the red hot-bucket into wind tunnels. Is that what you were asking? Was the Pope or other like-minded ecclesiastical authority, small red leather disk noggin-top,Continue reading “Morpheme Tales”
In order of mounting importance, here are the secrets governments would kill to know about the boss of the Wikileaks site. 10. Turnips Before turning his hand to the Internet, ran a mail-order business out of a dilapidated farm house in rural New South Wales.
My friend Joe Brooks and I wrote this script for a short film some years back, after a trip to Vegas. I’m not sure where the title character came from. But I’m pretty sure he’s real. *** Note on characters: Guy is a man. Brent Huffman, on the other hand is a stuffed peccary mountedContinue reading “A Moment of Gambler’s Clarity”
In honor of the passing of my friend, I am republishing my Joe posts MT. HOOD OREGON, DECEMBER 15, 2001 CURT HOPKINS: This is Fugue State Expeditions expedition log for Operation Drybar, Saturday, December 15, about 10:15. We’re in the parking lot at the trail head. All hope is lost. All hope is lost. JOEContinue reading “A Small, Clear Can of Bees: Transcript of Fugue State Expeditions’ Operation Drybar: A Survival Story”
In honor of the passing of my friend, I am republishing my Joe posts Joe: “The coke snorting weasel was whoever happened to be the, ‘man in the lemur outfit’… I think it (the costume) got thrown out on some sad cold rainy moving day, years ago. Damp with old beery basement water, his bassContinue reading “What Ever Happened to the Coke-Snorting Weasel”