Abstract
Wayney
I open my defunct and fraught mind; I don't know anymore, or maybe I do. I
remember slightly; some things don't go away sometimes. Why do we all have
to be here? I remember my pet giraffe named Ermintrude. It's gone away now
though. My life has been snatched. I don't know who I am. Spike is here now;
perhaps he has gone too. I cease to exist later, maybe you will too.
This verse is utterly silly, irrational and worthless. It tries to be
surreal, but cannot. What an abominable calamity. Damn it! Don't be afraid
of dying!
(Mr X) - "So, Henry... What do you know?"
(Henry) - "Oh... I don't know much of anything."
Wayney.
Dale Houstman
"cythera" <cyt...@my-deja.com> wrote in message
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> In article <wCcw5.1468$ZN4.2...@news1.cableinet.net>,
> "Wayney" <way...@cableinet.co.uk> wrote:
> > If this group is for this or not:
> >
> > I open my defunct and fraught mind; I don't know anymore, or maybe
> I do. I remember slightly; some things don't go away sometimes. Why
> do we all have to be here? I remember my pet giraffe named Ermintrude.
> It's gone away now though. My life has been snatched. I don't know who
> I am. Spike is here now; perhaps he has gone too. I cease to exist
> later, maybe you will too.
>
> This verse is utterly silly, irrational and worthless. It tries to be
> surreal, but cannot. What an abominable calamity. Damn it! Don't be
> afraid of dying!
>
absurdity, and a limp form of existentionalism.
dmh
Dale Houstman
> In article <39c17046$0$28252$65a9...@news.citilink.com>,
> "Dale Houstman" <dm...@citilink.com> wrote:
>
> I thought he was making fun of our Nearly beloved...
>
> >>If this group is for this or not:
>
> >>I open my defunct and fraught mind;
>
>
> >>be surreal, but cannot. What an abominable calamity. Damn it!
>
> > absurdity, and a limp form of existentionalism.
>
> > dmh
>
>
yup...
dmh
Dale Houstman
"Sven" <svenh.this...@blueyonder.co.uk> wrote in message
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>
> [...]
>
> >> This verse is utterly silly, irrational and worthless. It tries to be
> >> afraid of dying!
> >>
> > absurdity, and a limp form of existentionalism.
>
That would help: Ionesco pulled it off neatly.
>
>
> Q: How many surrealists does it take to change a lightbulb?
> A: A fish.
>
> Oh. Oh no. Please no.
>
> Here's how it should go.
>
> Q: How many surrealists does it take to change a lightbulb?
> A: The abelian haberdasher's moist raisinous fringe and polar egg-clot.
>
> Strangely, my version never got any big laughs down the pub.
I can definitely see why not! Of course, the "fish" joke doesn't exactly
bring down the house either. There's a woman at my job (a huge,
chocolate-gobbling Republican atheist) who - since I made the mistake of
identifying my "allegiance" with surrealism - has let almost no opportunity
to amuse me with this particular witticism pass. It is starting to go from
merely banal to maginificently aggravating.
dmh
Sven
>
> "cythera" <cyt...@my-deja.com> wrote in message
> news:8prose$4bv$1...@nnrp1.deja.com...
[...]
>> This verse is utterly silly, irrational and worthless. It tries to be
>> surreal, but cannot. What an abominable calamity. Damn it! Don't be
>> afraid of dying!
>>
> It seems to me to be a common mixture of near illiteracy, low-grade
> absurdity, and a limp form of existentionalism.
I agree. What we need here is high-grade absurdity!
Seriously: at least try to make it read well, folks. My maxim (that keeps
me right at the quality minimum the whole wash through) is: would this be
accepted by a greetings card company, desperate for a wacky range of cards
featuring, no doubt, elks and (shudder) fish?
If so, get on yer bike.
It makes me despair. As does:
brandon...@my-deja.com
> Q: How many surrealists does it take to change a lightbulb?
> A: The abelian haberdasher's moist raisinous fringe and polar egg-
clot.
Alastair Brotchie's book on Surrealist Games has a section on
definitions and question and answers. The game goes as thus: a question
(or definition) is written down, the paper is folded and given to the
next player. The next player responds to the question without having
read it. When the paper is unfolded: "Remarkable facts emerge." I tried
something similiar by myself about two or three years ago. First, I
wrote down a straight forward question. Second, I answer them with
somewhat poetic and sometimes dishonest remarks. Third, I mixed up the
answers. Here's what I got.
What is alcoholism?
Dried paint mixed with blood.
What is an automobile?
Human thoughts crushed up against a purple cloud.
What is Oregon?
The most famous fish in the teacup.
What is a horse?
The broken neck of an angel wearing a nymph's girdle.
What is Brandon Freels?
A wooden bowl with a feminine depression.
What is woman?
Demolished eggs rebuilt as a giant's milk.
What are you?
Hell shoved up the hardened crust of a pigeon-hole.
What is man?
Circles lingering in illuminated outmeal.
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Laura
[SNIP]
> What is Brandon Freels?
> A wooden bowl with a feminine depression.
>
> What is woman?
> Demolished eggs rebuilt as a giant's milk.
I like these two the most because they made me giggle out loud.
Laura the giggler
Parry
>
> "Sven" <svenh.this...@blueyonder.co.uk> wrote:
> > Q: How many surrealists does it take to change a lightbulb?
> > A: A fish.
> I can definitely see why not! Of course, the "fish" joke doesn't exactly
> bring down the house either. There's a woman at my job (a huge,
> chocolate-gobbling Republican atheist) who - since I made the mistake of
> identifying my "allegiance" with surrealism - has let almost no opportunity
> to amuse me with this particular witticism pass. It is starting to go from
> merely banal to maginificently aggravating.
There’s another lightbulb joke about Marxists. How many Marxists are
needed to screw in a lightbulb? None -- the lightbulb contains the seeds
of its own revolution. I always thought of this as a better reply to the
“how many surrealists” question.
-- Parry
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elag
Here's the way it REALLY should go:
Q: How many surrealists does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: <<at this point, beat a tattoo on their bean with a ball bat>>
elag
> > > A: A fish.
> > I can definitely see why not! Of course, the "fish" joke doesn't exactly
> > bring down the house either. There's a woman at my job (a huge,
> > chocolate-gobbling Republican atheist) who - since I made the mistake of
> > identifying my "allegiance" with surrealism - has let almost no opportunity
> > to amuse me with this particular witticism pass. It is starting to go from
> > merely banal to maginificently aggravating.
>
> There’s another lightbulb joke about Marxists. How many Marxists are
> needed to screw in a lightbulb? None -- the lightbulb contains the seeds
> of its own revolution. I always thought of this as a better reply to the
> “how many surrealists” question.
I like it... Ima gonna steal it.