Longed for him. Got him. Shit.
- Margaret Atwood
Wired got hold of various sci-fi, fantasy, horror writers and asked them to write 6 word stories. The result was this. I think the results would be more amusing for those who’ve read the works of some of them or tend to keep in touch with movies in these genres. Funny.
On a completely unrelated note: I think travelling allows one to see their own home in a different light. To respect it’s intricacies, it’s architecture, it’s beauty. I seem to be taking a lot of alternate routes of late; the Simcoe county detour on the way back from Algonquin; the Mt. Pleasant route versus Yonge St.; the excursion up to the begining of 10th Line in Georgetown in search of an elusive ranch and so forth. Sherbourne St. was today’s latest. Beautiful gothic architecture which I always thought was restricted to the U of T area and High Park. Wish I had had a camera. There were these slabs of concrete set up for flower beds on Wellesley St. Yet a minor modification involving carving deep forest green leaves in the sides of the concrete, made it seem homely. Odd. Oh and am off to Sudbury again in the second weekend of Nov. Wicked fun. Seriously.
Here is another one
“A thousand stories thought but not written.”
“Read your blog. Got bored. Left.”
-Faraz
On a note completely related to your completely unrelated note, travelling definitely makes one appreciate home more. I never really realized how great Montreal is until I moved to Ottawa, and living in Vancouver these days has given me a whole other perspective. I no longer see Canada as just “Montreal/Ottawa/Toronto”; I can appreciate the country as a whole much more.
Saqi Namah: Thanks for the addition.
Faraz: tsk tsk.
Do you know Hemingway’s?
“For sale: baby shoes, never used.”
Thats sounds so sad… sigh. I wonder why he wrote it.
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