(This is probably my reaction to reading Padgett Powell’s new book, The Interrogative Mood, which is composed of questions. Just questions. That’s it. Check it out. I had the chance to hear Powell read from the book last weekend and it was interesting to track the threads, themes, thoughts…if I was tracking them at all. I still don’t know.)
(Maybe I’ll write a book composed of parenthetical expressions.)
Interspersed with italics at timely points.
Anyway, these are my random questions for a cold, rainy Friday night in October:
Balloon boy vs. train baby…who wins?
Is it lame that writers for The Office put that whole YouTube video thing into the Pam & Jim wedding episode?
What does it mean when hand sanitizer is called “Endure”?
Do you have to take that picture?
Cheap beer in large quantities, or expensive beer a six-pack at a time?
Brett Anthony Johnston, or Kurt Vonnegut?
Pearl Jam or Nirvana?
Seriously…we’re in a meeting…are you sure you need to take that picture?
Do you take fewer showers in the winter? Like pioneers, maybe, bathing only when they took time to melt snow and dad got the fresh bath water and the youngest kid got the muddy backwash bathwater?
Do you still watch baseball? I mean, truly care about it?
Would a book composed only of exclamations be fun! Boy, would it!
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I love the flurry of posts — I’ve been missing in action for a bit, so it seems like i hit the jackpot. I appreciate the liberal use of parentheticals (even if that isn’t the point of the post).
I’m a little freaked out by “Endure.” I like the bottle of Purell on my desk (the one with the glimmer over the “e” like it was dishwasher liquid or something). It is comforting. Pureness for my hands. with aloe even.
Purell sounds like a good name to call somebody…like “Goody Two Shoes.”
“Aww, stop being such a Purell.“
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