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Monday, April 26, 2010

Black Coats


“There are no doctors in black lab coats,” the doctor said. The patient looked behind the doctor at the man in the black lab coat causing the fat patient to moan and scream. “You were bit… by something. We gave you morphine. You’re hallucinating. That’s all.” A thin man in a black lab coat approached the patient’s bed
“Please, doctor,” the patient said. “Please stop him.” The doctor looked tired. He shook his head and left the room. The thin man in the black lab coat smiled.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Patience

The man in the dark red pickup waited until the child was in the middle of the street. He hit him then. “He is not human,” the man said. In his rear view mirror he saw a small gray mass claw its way from the street. He heard a woman on the sidewalk scream. The man put his dark red pickup in reverse.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Doublet Game Solution: End into War

Here's how to put an end to war:


end
and
Ann
inn 
ink
irk 
ire 
are 
arc 
arr (what pirates say)
air 
fir
far
war 

Monday, April 12, 2010

Doublet Game: End into War

Can you put an end to war?


I cheated and used something that pirates say. You can too. 

Answer tomorrow. 

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Out of Service


“Sir, there is no elevator,” the bellhop said.
“Impossible,” the man said. “I saw my wife and boy step in.” The bellhop pulled the man away from the lobby into a dark corner.
“Gone, sir, gone. My condolences.” The man grabbed the bellhop by his collar and threw him into the wall. “There was an elevator, sir. Unholy thing. They’d go in, and it would not appear again until they’d starved to death or dehydrated. Their fingers turned to stumps of dried blood from clawing at the door. We destroyed the elevator and dry walled over the doors.”
“I saw them step in.”
“I know, sir, I know.” The bellhop said. “My condolences.”

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Doublet Game Solution: Black into White

Black

Slack 

Slick 

Slice 

Spice

Spite 

Shite 

White


This one took me awhile to come up with. I also couldn't decide if I should use "shite" or not. Luckily there's not an international rules society for doublets. 

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Doublet Game: Black into White

Can you turn black into white


HINT: I could only do this if I used a certain British slang spelling of a dirty word. Can you do it differently? 

Monday, April 5, 2010

Argument that Refrigerators Don't Exist

Premise 1: If refrigerators existed, enough people would carelessly leave them open, and cause the world to descend into a new ice age. 


Premise 2: The world is getting warmer, not colder. 

Conclusion: There are no refrigerators. 

Saturday, April 3, 2010

The Executioner

His television came on at night and spoke in static. It flashed and whispered the addresses of rapists, of the drunk driver who killed that girl whom justice never found, of fathers who beat their children. He could not sleep. The same names kept coming. So he killed. All of them in search of his lost sleep. But new names came. The wicked did not sleep and neither did their executioner.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Doublet Game Solution: Wit into Dim

My own answer is:

Wit
Fit
Fir
Sir
Sim
Dim

However, Zach L. suggested an even shorter solution:
Wit
Win
Din
Dim

Hope you enjoyed the doublet.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Doublet Game: Dim into Wit

Do you ever suffer fools who are dimwitted?

Can you turn dim into wit? Answer provided tomorrow. See if you can solve it before then.

Friday, March 26, 2010

For Thine Is The Kingdom

The churchyard was quiet but for the grunts and uneven steps of the undead. Father Paul barricaded the church doors and hoped his small cloister held enough wafers and holy water to last him through Armageddon. That’s when he heard the moans of the resurrected Silent Sisters stalking down the pews towards him. He made the sign of the cross and gave into what, he believed, was God’s will.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

definition: Dret

Dret

-verb

  1. To worry excessively about something that is not logically possible. Example: Thomas is absolutely terrified that square circles are conspiring against us. He's gone so far as to write a letter to the board of education requesting geometry no longer be taught in the schools. 

Monday, March 22, 2010

Doublet Game Solution: Life into Rest

Life
Rife 
Rise 
Ruse
Rust 
Rest 


Sunday, March 21, 2010

Doublet Game: Life into Rest

When life ends, we rest in peace. 


Can you turn life into rest?

Friday, March 19, 2010

Page Not Found

The Wikipedia article was titled The Day The World Ends. James only read it once. His first reaction was to laugh at it. He linked it to several others, but they all said the page could not be found. Goosebumps formed all over him. His breathing, agitated.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

definition: Heroinephilia

Heroinephilia
-noun
1. A mental disorder where one is in love with, or primarily attracted to, fictional female persons. The most famous case of the disorder was Walter K. Philmore. He self-diagnoised himself with the disorder and purchased a large library of works that featured wonderful female characters. He thought he was condemned to a lonely life of reading, until he began receiving teasing (and later erotic) short fiction in the mail that featured himself involved with a woman named Elizabeth Talbet. Eventually they would marry (first in a short story, and later in actuality). Their relationship was primarily through fiction (this survives today as the collected works of Elizabeth Talbet). It is unclear how much physical interaction the couple had, but the literature - at least - suggests they were close and deeply in love.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Doublet Game Solution: Jack into King

Jack
Pack
Pact 
Pict 
Pick 
Kick
Kink 
King 

You can't make me a king without some kink or kicking, apparently. 

Monday, March 15, 2010

Doublet Game: Jack into King

It's time for another doublet challenge. I have a big head. Can you help turn me, Jack, into a king?

Answer tomorrow. 

the belt

The belt is a snug fit around Adam’s chubby waist. Like many of his fourth grade peers, he is overweight. They are too young to have fat eating nanos implanted. The belt, his parents hope, will help him become more active. It won’t do much for his body, but maybe it will change him. The belt is an entwinement of black metal, a bright gold buckle, and organic components that get used in the searching. Adam is a cautious boy and makes sure to feed them as soon as he takes it out of the box. Just like the commercial said too. 


Skeptics still claim the belt proves nothing. “A toy you buy at an electronics store is hardly a justification to believe in the soul,” Rex Edwards, Professor of Cognitive Science at M.I.T. said in answer to the belt. His opinion on this year’s hottest Christmas item was of particular relevance because two years previous he had listed the criteria that would have to be met for him to believe in the human soul. Without reprinting the article here, the belt met six out of eight of his qualifications. 


The organic components (the box calls them Valiads) [Edwards calls them Strange New Sea Monkeys] begin to glow an hour and thirteen minutes after Adam has fed them. He waited patiently that entire time with the belt around his waist as he ate Christmas breakfast with his family. As the belt began to glow he excused himself from the table. “What will you become first, Adam?” His father says. Adam has thought about this since the day two weeks ago that he crept into his parents room and snuck a look at his presents. 


“The angel statue in the backyard.” Adam says. His mother says she’ll be out there in a few minutes to take some pictures. 


Adam runs outside into the snow with only his winter boots, pajamas, and the belt. The angel statue stands three feet taller than him, and it poses with its arms outstretched as though it were embracing the world. Adam brushes the snow off of it as best he can, but more keeps falling. 


The belt hums after Adam turns it on. He points the large glowing buckle at the center of the statue, and light shoots from the belt. Archones, the company that produces the belt, makes no claims that this light is the soul, but so many claim otherwise. Why else would it allow a person to transfer their consciousness into another object? Mary Ellen, the eventual author of the future best selling A Glimpse Of God, will later claim that during this brief moment as the light shoots out of the body those looking into it can see into eternity and look God in the eyes. Others will say they see all of Creation through the light. 


Adam imagines what it will be like to walk around in the body of the angelic statue. Will it be heavy? He imagines so, and wonders if he’ll even be able to flap the stone wings. 


Those who have experienced the searching claim there is no current emotion that we could attach to the experience of being light. 


The searching takes less than three seconds. 


And then he is in his new body.


He is falling. His new body tells him he has been falling since his birth. This is his purpose. The body is cold but unique. Four days from now a recall order will be sent out across the country. It will claim that anything bigger than a spec of dust is capable of accepting consciousness from the belt. An apology from the President of Archones will state that all previous tests had been done in sterile laboratories, so this had never been an issue before. 


As Adam lands on the ground next to all of his icy brothers and sisters he wonders “How many more children will turn into snowflakes this day?” He does not ponder the question long. His mother comes out in a hurry. She steps on Adam as she begins to take pictures of his former body and the statue that embraces the world.