HORRORS

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Hey! Who here likes fragments of random quotations from books about disasters? Yeah? Yeah? I can't hear you, dawgz! A'ight:

intensely human reality

"You've made reference to the debris field"

suitcases, briefcases, wallets. There are shoes, children's toys. There was a postcard

one of those pieces seems to tell a story of the

with a man, had come to North America three weeks before, flying from

"a semi-inflated, red balloon bob past our boat with the inscription Happy Birthday.

detached observers, it was a strange, revelatory moment. "I realized I was a human being

floating on the water - torn seats, ripped luggage, lone shoes, dresses - he tried to imagine

"it all looked like pieces of pork".

He loved natural wonders.

SEMANTIC DECAY IN A CONVERSATION ABOUT INSTANT MESSAGING

Jed: Hey buddy, have you got Instant Messenger installed on your computer?
Bryce: Sure thing dude.
Jed: Okay, cool, I'll send you the file over Instant Messenger.
Bryce: You'll instant message me that file?
Jed: Yeah, sure thing dude, I'll message that file over to you instantly.
Bryce: Buddy, you'll instantly file-message me then?
Jed: Sure, that's what I said. That file I refer to, instantly you I'll message. Whatever.
Bryce: You're gonna message me good, file-wise, then. Instantly? Dude.
Jed: Good then messagely instantiate wise files youwards buddy, I.
Bryce: Therefore export information momentarily enteric, ranchman?
Jed: Firewalled!
Bryce: Bummer.

parode - exode