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Category Archives: Nonsense

The Same Road

F R I D A Y ,   M a y   1 4 t h ,   2 0 1 0 Noticed that everyone’s wearing different hats than they were yesterday. Duck asked where my hat was. I said I didn’t have one yet. Got really quiet in the office all of a sudden. I added that […]

A New Road

T H U R S D A Y , M a y 1 3 t h , 2 0 1 0 My first day at Lingster Drapper working with the Drapper Ads team. Pretty excited! Ads are my all-time favorite pastime, and I just know I’m due for big things here. Duck Drapper showed me […]

Address Unknown Part 6

The mind-bending finale in our Return to Sender-Marathon. The last episode of Address Unknown… ever. John: The poet Pool, in his poem “Somebody’s been wearing my face again” wrote “In this hall of mirrors/Built by liars, I am a pale reflection of myself.” I had escaped from the Pink Bird Mental Institute. I was lost […]

Address Unknown Part 5

Address Unknown continues. [John breathing heavily] Doctor: You have a tumour in your brain. It’s making you mad. We’re forced to operate… [Whir of drill] aggressively. John: The fake doctors were trying to confuse me, saying I was John Mirra, pumping me full of drugs. [He steals the drill from the doctor] Doctor 1: No, […]

Address Unknown Part 3

Address Unknown continues. John: Wherever I went, the pay phones started to ring. Finally, I collected enough courage to answer one. Girlfriend: John? You must run. He is coming for you. They are closing in. John, I love you. Don’t give up. [She hangs up] [John hangs up] John: I wasn’t going to give up […]

Address Unknown Part 2

Welcome back to our Return To Sender-Marathon, two days and two nights of the 90’s cult series, “Address Unknown”, all the episodes in a row, a real descent into madness. John: [Breathing heavily] I was lost in the streets of Noir York. The city had swallowed Mirra and my girlfriend. I was part of some […]

Finality

Tonight I look down on the uprising rebels crowding around the streets and feel a dark, bitter repulsion. I neglect their comfort, their vibrancy, their… life. The Citadel remains silent. There is not a more certain cure for aversion than anger. And I am filled with enough of that to bring the world to a […]

Unfortunate Iconoclasm

So, this is it… at last. I wish I could say this was a pleasant surprise, but it’s neither a surprise nor, as you will surely agree, very pleasant. Well, I’m nothing if not pragmatic. Well then, Concerned, under other circumstances I like to think we might have been able to work together in an […]

Consequence of Intolerance

I’d like to take a moment to address you directly, doctor. Yes. I’m talking to you, the so-called man of the way. I have a question for you. How could you have thrown it all away? It staggers the mind. A man of science, with the ability to sway reactionary and fearful minds toward the […]

A Need of Redemption

I have been asked to say a few words to the upcoming Trans-Human arm of Sector Region Citadel, concerning recent successes in containing members of the resistance Science Team. Let me say up front that I regret having to temper my heartfelt congratulations with a strong measure of disappointment. But I wouldn’t be doing my […]