Droll Joc Tom Rail
The sky is cold/clod in Indiana. I feel low 3-cornered like the sky. I want a funny book. My kidney stones to rattle. I want to blow Pepto Bismol out my nose.
Tell me a funny book. Blue, black, red, anecdotal, satire, wet, dry, corn cob, slapstick, repartee, funny-but-not-ha-ha funny, hyperbolic, galactic, etc.–just give me humor.
Here is one for you: Iceland by Jim Krusoe. It is smart funny, scaffold funny, full of absurd twists. Characters will appear as Main, then dropped into volcanoes and we yawn on. It has funny SCUBA sex (one of the best varieties). It has pacing like 50 pages for an afternoon, whoops 10 years just gassed in a paragraph. One day you repair typewriters. The next you rob gas stations for your drug-addicted lady. Or maybe a parrot. Like that.
You people read loops around my House of Know-How, so please list here funny books:
Yankee Pot Roast: One-line lists
Tomorrow I will post a collaborative One-line lists on Yankee Pot Roast, which, as mentioned, I’m guest editing thru Monday. I invite anyone to submit in the comment section. YPR is a humor site, so it should be ‘funny’ — though keep in mind I have a twisted sense of humor. I don’t mean gross (Sam Pink), just twisted. Barry Graham and Matthew Simmons are already in it.
Here’s an example of a one-line ‘humorous’ list:
What I thought carried salmonella
Salmon
Ok, not hilarious, but at least interesting right? Ok. Fuck you too.
If you want to be cited properly, please include your full name spelled correctly. And no offense if/when I don’t pick your entry. I have limited space.
The piece will go up on Yankee Pot Roast Saturday.
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December 12th, 2008 / 7:31 pm
December 12th, 2008 / 7:31 pm