Stuff and Moonshine

Given that this "H. P. Lovecraft, advice columnist" piece has been doing the rounds, I thought I'd post a bit of Lovecraft parodying himself in letters to a friend:

To Clark Ashton Smith

Onyx Sea-Cliffs of Kho --
Hour when low tide bares that daemon-carven reef wherefrom men avert their glance …
June 14, 1933
Dear Klarkash-Ton: -- ( Read more... )

Tintin in R'lyeh.

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Dance class, yesterday. We do an exercise with lots of up-and-down arm movements.

Teacher: Your arms should be feeling tired. I know mine are.

Me: Heh. “I just flew in from Vegas, and boy are my arms tired.”

Woman next to me: Oh, you were in Vegas? How was it?

Me: No, it’s – it’s a joke. You know, like old stand-up comics : “Hey folks – I just flew in from Vegas – boy, are my arms tired?”

Woman: …….



It’s a good thing I didn’t reference the “Take my wife – please!” bit, or she’d probably have expressed sympathy that my same-sex civil union was going through a rough patch.