I
four
one
can’t
count
and
don’t
amount
two
much
L.10.1: Ounce dice trice
I have two so far, a kind of variation of the ounce dice trice in which I attempt a sentence.
I
die
trying
for
fire
sessions,
living,
late
entheo-
genesis.
When
do
the
sore
love
sex?
Never.
Wait—
fine,
then.
What is art?
All I could think of when watching this–and I felt like Terence Stamp’s character in Priscilla, Queen of the Desert during the ping pong ball scene–was how grateful I was not to be undergoing entheogenesis at the time.
Discuss. (The name of the song is “Solid Potato Salad.”)
Assignment?
I found this link through one of my favorite blogs, and thought it rather amazing in its own right. After a few minutes, I thought it might make an interesting assignment/challenge for one of the proposed film festivals. The page uses only cupcakes, but I think (with what you will find at the link as inspiration) that we might expand on that a bit. Both sweet and savory, as well as other forms of edibles than cupcakes could be used as the medium. I think “Blockbusters” might make a reasonable source of inspiration. What sayeth the brotherhood?
L.10.1: Ounce Dice Trice
Here’s a warm-up kind of assignment for the new year. Recently on NPR, Daniel Pinkwater was interviewed about a book that is part of The New York Review Children’s Collection: Ounce Dice Trice by Alastair Reid (drawings by Ben Shahn). The book is a brief collection of odd words, giddy in its delight in usage and euphony.
One of the sections, from which the book takes its title, is about counting to ten. It gives a couple of alternatives to the boring old everyday “one two three”:
OUNCE
DICE
TRICE
QUARTZ
QUINCE
SAGO
SERPENT
OXYGEN
NITROGEN
DENIM
or
INSTANT
DISTANT
TRYST
CATALYST
QUEST
SYCAMORE
SOPHOMORE
OCULIST
NOVELIST
DENTIST
or
ARCHERY
BUTCHERY
TREACHERY
TAPROOM
TOMB
SERMON
CINNAMON
APRON
NUNNERY
DENSITY
You get the idea.
This led my brain back to Mason Williams’ poem, “How to count to from 1 to 10 in Spanish in English”:
Who knows
Those
Waves
What though
Sea cold
Said as they
Sedately
All chose
New wave way
Zeniths
Which in turn led me back to “The Aeronaut to His Lady,” a sonnet by Frank Sidgwick which consists of one word per line:
I
Through
Blue
Sky
Fly
To
You.
Why?
Sweet
Love,
Feet
Move
So
Slow!
So here’s the Assignment: write something inspired by these. Create your own list of counting words. Write your own bilingual counting poem. Write a sonnet with a bare minimum of words. Or a combination of any or all of the above.
Make them separate posts, and remember to tag yours with the L.10.1 tag.
New quote?
Can we add this to the quote rotator?
I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.
-Â Douglas Adams
Protected: Painting (self-portraits)
Protected: Annual Meeting, 12/19/09
Fun Game
Posted a fun–and time wasting–game over on my blog. Feel free to play along.
The Call to the Annual Meeting
As Chair of the Lichtenbergian Society, I hereby enjoin our membership to attend the Annual Meeting, set according to the Charter for December 19, being on or before the Hibernal Solstice, to begin at or around 7:00 p.m.
Herewith is the Order of Business:
- Roll Call, including confirmation of new members
- Toast to GCL
- Acclamation of the Officers
- Corroboration of the Validity of our Claims
- Consignment of the Corroborative Evidence to the Flames
- Engrossment of the Year’s Efforts
- Meditation on the Year’s Efforts, followed by a Silent Toast
- Engrossment of the Proposed Efforts for the Next Year
- Toast to the Proposed Efforts
- Agenda: ??
With 12 days, 7 hours, and 41 minutes until the Annual Meeting, it’s probably time to see if there’s any consensus on what the agenda should be.