Apr 152013
 

Wow.  Not sure what to say here, but had to take the opportunity to express how sad I feel about this.

My wife is a runner.  With pride I watched her cross the finish line in San Francisco’s 2011 Nike Women’s Marathon.  Today, watching events unfold in Boston, all I could think of is how special that moment was for her.  And how this day, some cowardly, soulless individuals robbed so many others not only of their opportunity at a great triumph, but in some cases of so very much more.

Those of us not personally touched by this will never fully understand the loss, but we can let it be known that we care.

This is a sad, sad day.  Our thoughts and condolences for victims, friends and family who were affected by this heartbreaking and cowardly act.

– Curt

 Posted by at 6:57 pm
Apr 072013
 

Mark-Twain-public-domain-e1353316357400“Clothes Make The Man.  Naked People Have Little Or No Influence On Society”

– Mark Twain

 

Later this month, the Liquorature lads will be settling in to a discussion on Mr. Sam Clemens’s ‘Adventures Of Huckleberry Finn’.  In preparation for this little session on Southern American lit, I am now wending my way through the novel’s precursor, ‘The Adventures Of Tom Sawyer’.

The unspoken confession inherent is that I have read neither of these works before this month.  The extent of my conversability regarding Mark Twain has been limited to some biographical tidbits and a collection of great quotes.  Let’s face it…the man was a witty and insightful genius.  Anyone who hasn’t had occasion to jot down one of Twain’s pithy little remarks is sadly amiss.  Very few author’s can boast as many clever and recognizable notables as Mark Twain.

Having said this, I’ve been reflecting on some of the more humourous undertaking we’ve embarked upon in Liquorature so far.  ‘Another Roadside Attraction’.  ‘Lamb: The Gospel According To Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal’.  ‘Catch 22’.  ‘A Confederacy Of Dunces’.  Among others, that is.

I truly believe there’s a time and place for all things.  Humour included.  Those bust-a-gut laughs should generally be reserved for life’s more…appropriate situations.  Y’know…funerals (mothers-in-law, especially)…the campaign trail…prostate and gynaecological exams…the announcements of fatal diseases.  😉

Generally speaking, I’m not uber keen on humour in art (music, painting, dance, etc).  Literature however?  Fuck yeah.  If you can scare me or make me laugh out loud…you can write.  These have to be two of the most difficult tasks to accomplish in writing.  Intelligent laughs, especially, are tough to come by.

Where’m I going with this, you ask?

Well…I invite you to drop a few lines below on great examples of humour (black, satire, toilet, whatever) in literature.  I’ll post my own in the coming days too.

So…whatcha got for me?

 

– Curt

 Posted by at 2:30 pm