Saturday, February 23, 2013
Monday, February 18, 2013
Fiktion Korner
Part I. of III.
He enters the bus through its front door. Looking around at the passengers, he sees nothing out of the ordinary, yet is simultaneously aware of feelings of foreboding. To say there is a greenish light would be to misapprehend the situation. The air itself appears green, as if clouded by a sickly, verdant pollen. He orients his mass to walk to the back of the bus, while it pushes off from its stop. A series of minute calculations, the end result being an awkward but effective lurch toward his ultimate goal, feet leading perspicaciously while the fragile brain bucket follows behind.
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Salutations, wandering web wayfarer. Huey Dood here. I decided to take a break from my busy life the other day. I sat back in my Eames chair and kicked up my feet on the Noguchi table for some much deserved laptop time. I transmitted a radar wave into the rarified wild blue yonder of the blogosphere and shortly thereafter happened upon a kurious little site. It appeared to be devoted solely to the depiction and discussion of loading docks--a compelling concept to be sure! I was further intrigued, but admittedly a bit perturbed, when I discovered the blogger responsible was none other than our own Chris Peebles. While we here at the Korner have no kwalms about our kontrubibutors engaging in side projects, the exclusivity kontracts they have all signed say we're entitled to a percentage of any spin-off earnings--financial or otherwise. In spite of the mostly unambiguous conditions Peebles agreed to, it would seem that he forwent the appropriate channels for this extracurricular escapade. Now, we want to give Chris the benefit of the doubt. We've always known him to conduct himself as a konsummate professional. All we ask for is an explanation of why he went behind our backs. Please Chris, tell us something good--and give us our kut.

Thursday, January 31, 2013
Poet's Korner
"Dreamscape - Jan. 2, 2013"
A final bastion, a reverent outpost
debauched into chaos
Impertinent adolescents mob
and slaughter the lamb
haphazardly
A nominal frock stands
green and feeble
Folds like a crumb-strewn
napkin on a marble
slab adrift in unordinary times
An urgent matronly appeal
thrust face to face
for sanity's sake
as neighbors to the rear
carry on out of context
Back at the kiosk they resume
an exchange between drags
Conceal the smut from the
cubby hole and recede to
the door, for guilt and a hearth
--Chris Peebles
Friday, January 25, 2013
Komedy Korner
Bro 1: Hey man, do you wanna smoke a fat blunt later?
Bro 2: No can do. I gotta take my girlfriend to chemotherapy.
Bro 1: Dude, you are so whipped!
--Svetlana Mendoza
Bro 2: No can do. I gotta take my girlfriend to chemotherapy.
Bro 1: Dude, you are so whipped!
--Svetlana Mendoza
Sunday, December 30, 2012
We’re Back! A Kreationist’s Story
Good (fill in time of day) to you! Words are largely insufficient to convey how great it feels to be back in Boise, or “The C.O.T.” as Gabe Gabriel’s son calls it. The story of our escape is far too harrowing to recount in the delicate format of the blog, but luckily Lee Watt somehow managed to illustrate the whole affair (please mail us a self-addressed envelope and $19.99 in pre-1999 quarters for your copy today!). While it is certainly a relief to finally be free of our retreat hosts and their Svengali-like hospitality, what exactly have we returned to? As far as we can tell, the world didn’t “end” on December 21st. But it also doesn’t appear that humanity has crossed into a golden era of global harmony and understanding, as a more optimistic reading of the Mayan portent might suggest. Our world remains mired in a quicksand of strife and consternation, where finite reserves of metallic substances are disproportionately allocated to the manufacture of assault-type weapons rather than the fabrication of structural steel to shore up homes and other buildings in earthquake-prone, impoverished regions. In this coming year, we yearn in earnest for the dawn of a misery-free, utopian age--even if such an age renders the role of Kreationism superfluous. Until such a time, however, the objectives remain mostly clear and the Korner’s mission is far from komplete. May we all have a productive and fulfilling new year!
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Korner Wisdom
No. 29: "Everything is the same, except for several key differences."
No. 30: "Everything is different, except for several key similarities."
No. 30: "Everything is different, except for several key similarities."
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