Rhyme or Treason
~or~
The hard fought illusion of choice
Rhyme or Treason
~or~
The hard fought illusion of choice
Scripts
Audio
This is Another Fine Fuhrer...
A commentary on style
Two stories from the Rose City
God of Storm
I am the Godfather of Soul
The oldest joke in the world.
Dredging the lake of love / Terminal Velocity
I talk of love.
Gott Liebt
a short film script about passion.
For every socialist there is a fish
touching story of three comrades and a banana split.
A collection of darkly humorous stories and columns.
In “The Twilight of the Clowns” a traditional way of life ends as clowning ceases to be a viable way of life;
In “Everybody Loves a Little Elf” elves save a man’s business but they create a literal stink about property rights and slave labor;
In “More than One Day in the Life of Igor Igoravitch” a KGB agent is caught up in a web of intrigue that is his own creation;
Australians move to take over the world with their national food, the hot dog;
The web of lies in Charlotte's Web is exposed;
and the price of the simulacra in the window is finally laid bare.
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~ Old Clown Day at the Circus ~
“Occasionally circuses will participate in a charity event known as ‘Old Clown Day.’ This is a day, usually occurring during what is known in the industry as ‘the slow season,’ when participating circuses raffle off old clowns. Winners leave with an elderly clown. They are then responsible for the care and feeding of the retired clown.
OCD is often seen as the industry’s way of copping out on a retirement fund, leaving the clown at the mercy of the public. Critics charge that OCD is just the method circus bureaucrats use to wash their hands of aged and less productive clowns.
Statistical data shows that while winners, especially small children, are initially enthused by their new family companion, it is commonly a matter of weeks before the clown gets less attention, is walked seldomly, and is often left to its own amusement. You can sometimes see these clowns staring out of the window of a house. When they are left in the backyard too long they similarly stand outside the house, staring in through the window.
So sad, clown.”
I am an artist.
Therefore you may patronize me.
You may feel like the pope in 1630!
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Live at Tortoise Butler Arts Hotel
Part of the Summer Squash Festival
More than One Day in the Life of Igor Igoravitch
From the book Rhyme or Treason
From the book Rhyme or Treason
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