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Put on your million-dollar suit and drive the fly to the hospital, then a quick lunch of vassals and serfs with a simple glass of kerosene. Thus nourished, dive into the liquidity of bundled mortgages on homes for howitzers and seashells gathered on a recent trip to Mars. Gravity is super strong today Top up…
(Body Worlds and the Brain is currently at Telus World of Science, Vancouver, end date unannounced.) This is a wonderfully educational exhibit – for someone who has never opened an anatomy book or looked at pictures of our insides. That rare person, if adult, should not only hanker for the third anatomical dimension, but be…
On a recent business trip to Charlotte, NC, I was deposited by the National Car Rental shuttle bus to the Emerald Club aisle, where the greeter said “Y’all can take any one of those cars along the fence”. I looked over to see seven white Pontiac Azteks, possibly the ugliest of the American SUVs in…
A couple of years ago, I was sent by my company to Bismarck, North Dakota for a one week training course. Were it not for the blazing prairie sun, I would have thought myself exiled to the depths of Siberia, but with HBO. I arrived in Bismarck on the weekend, on the last flight of…
You, dear readers, may wonder where the electrons of HHCIB originate. Picture if you will a highrise slum. Set this picture between mountains, sea and a vast river delta. Add a liberal amount of air pollution, thousands of homosexuals (well represented on HHCIB staff) and a rabid city council. Now see the rain fall ……
That wall perhaps was made of local stoneThree centuries before, alive with fissuresCracked by frost and colonized in moss —Some stones had fallen to the scented moor The poets of today revere the dust,The weed that through the tarmac drills,The lichen that dissolve and paint raw concrete, All blossoms in the trash of highway verges.…
Behold the subterranean lumpOf white or yellowish hue: Naming it will often stumpAnd bitter arguments ensue. A swede? A turnip? Rutabaga?A neep? Perchance a crisp jicama?Its nomenclature’s quite a saga(you see how this turns into drama). To disambiguate this mess Is really not that tough;We’ll go by colour. Don’t obsessUnless you’re a true veggie buff.…
Attend to shadows, wind and stoneas nightbats jaggedly askewthe river where you wadeas fishes sip the violet duskthat falls upon the eddy whorlsthen turn their silvered flanks at water’s edge you’ll find a charmengraved and sacred, smoothed by timeand touch — long-treasured, lost then dream of lying tombed in shalelocked as a fossil pressed by…
Virginia Woolf at fifty-nineWorn thin by an infiniteDrizzle of syllables,A pluvial onslaught of words. The last walls are breached;Inside, a well of circular echoes,Disembodied voices, fleshless phrases —Insistent, suffocating. Virginia Woolf at fifty-nineCrossed the river meadowsIn green spring sun,Pausing once to choose a river stoneOf heft enough, round, water smooth, And pushed it in the…
Frank Burrows could not remember getting to the office. This was not unusual. For close on sixteen years he had made the half-hour drive from his apartment building to the Wesley-Miles Insurance Company office block downtown. His body knew the route so well that it required no supervision. Each turn signal, each lane change, each…