During out photo and fun spree in Bremen after christmas, Richard left me an envelope stuffed with papers. I only got around to giving it a careful look now. And the envelope’s contents are as weird as they are amazing. In the collection we have:
Her leg brushed up against yours.Its first multiple choice question is
1. Did she do that on purposewith answers
(a) Yes. (b) No. (c) Maybe. (d) Don’t know.and things going downhill from there all the way to
22. What’s wrong with you? 23. When will things start going your way? 24. Get a job.(Looks like this has been copied/printed from McSweeney’s)
A sea-port is a pleasant place for a soul worn out with life’s struggles. …With foot prints on it!
Political Order and Political Decayin which it is attempted to express social facts in formulae. Driving both the social studies and the maths ad absurdum. This really reminds me of the Huntington stuff Serge Lang criticised in his book Challenges
Stubbs had entered their funeral parlor one day, just to browse. (And being the lover of punctuation I am, I just love the subtlety of using a comma there where in the internet age everybody else would have used a dash.) Anyway, read half of it on the net.
Sven, I’m using the mail to get rid of paper which does not have any use for me anymore. Richard.
Quite good for useless stuff. Perhaps I should just pass it on now?
Received data seems to be invalid. The wanted file does probably not exist or the guys at last.fm changed something.