From the Department of Communications:
Lance Mannion deeply regrets the incident on the train but maintains that he was not at fault since he was not the one who brought the snow leopard and the Waring Blender on board. That's all he has to say on the matter at this time. Please refer future questions to his lawyers.
As rare as snow leopards are, I don't believe you'd find one on a train. A Snow Tiger, perhaps?
(That's a darned good adventure yarn, as are all of Desmond Bagley's books.)
Posted by: Linkmeister | Sunday, June 28, 2009 at 03:03 AM
Lance, This and the one above work beautifully as stand-alone prose-poems, Mannions own koans. Unless I'm missing a link to read the rest, you might call even call them Mannions Own Koans. Tall Tales (to me) suggest something longer.
And while these leave me hungry, it's a good hunger. I'd love more but if that's not your plan, well, you've offered plenty to imagine and plenty to ponder.
(Where's the one where you describe a woman's genitalia?) Or did I make that up about you phoning Shakespeare's Sister?
Posted by: Kathleen Maher | Wednesday, July 01, 2009 at 07:27 PM