Last bit of Monday silliness
Oct. 6th, 2003 05:05 pmWrite an entry in the style of a particular author
Dull - Goddess, sing the tedium of Vector's trip to Loblaws.
As the steersman braves the foam as he rushes past the shivering rock of Scylla, so Vector son of Tensor steered the cart through the racks. Rich were the spoils as he plundered the fat, filled shelves. First the unctuous oil of the olive that drives its root Hades deep in Parnassus' side seeking the life giving moisture deep in the sun cracked earth. Then the curdled yield of grazing cattle, earthly kindred of Geryon's herd that bold Herakles stole from Erytheia's rich plain. Next long skeins of purest white woven from 100% post-consumer recycled material. In vain he sought thigh bones and fat, a double fold sliced clean and topped with strips of flesh that he might sacrifice to thundering Zeus, son of Kronos. They were out of stock.
Thus did Vector buy olive oil, cheese and toilet paper at the supermarket.
Dull - Goddess, sing the tedium of Vector's trip to Loblaws.
As the steersman braves the foam as he rushes past the shivering rock of Scylla, so Vector son of Tensor steered the cart through the racks. Rich were the spoils as he plundered the fat, filled shelves. First the unctuous oil of the olive that drives its root Hades deep in Parnassus' side seeking the life giving moisture deep in the sun cracked earth. Then the curdled yield of grazing cattle, earthly kindred of Geryon's herd that bold Herakles stole from Erytheia's rich plain. Next long skeins of purest white woven from 100% post-consumer recycled material. In vain he sought thigh bones and fat, a double fold sliced clean and topped with strips of flesh that he might sacrifice to thundering Zeus, son of Kronos. They were out of stock.
Thus did Vector buy olive oil, cheese and toilet paper at the supermarket.
Word Fugitives
Date: 2003-10-08 11:06 am (UTC)The Atlantic Monthly's Language Pages (http://www.theatlantic.com/language/)
And perhaps especially:
Word Police (http://www.theatlantic.com/unbound/wordpolice/)
But what made me think of you was this issue's page on "Word Fugitives";
the magazine solicits word fugitives from the public,
and I figured naturally you'd have submissions galore.
October Word Fugitives (http://www.theatlantic.com/issues/2003/10/wallraff.htm)
(scroll to the bottom for this month's contest)