Inhuman Swill : Page 10
Why is my blog called Inhuman Swill? Because you can unscramble the pieces to make William Shunn.
Lost things
On my walk this morning I encountered lost things here and there: A glove. A key ring. A hearing aid. Me.
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RIP Mark Bourne (1961-2012)
UPDATE: Mark's funeral service will be Thursday, March 1, in Seattle. (Details here.) A less formal celebration of his life will be held in a few weeks. Growing older comes with a lot of unexpected benefits. One of those benefits,...
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The Book of Mormon: The Musical: The Review
It used to be that when people would find out I'm a former Mormon, they'd ask me whether or not I watch Big Love and how closely it matches my experience of growing up in Utah. (Answers: "Yes" and "Not...
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My 2012 World Series prediction
Some of you know I co-produce and co-host a monthly reading series, Tuesday Funk, at a great little bar here in Chicago. At our October event about three weeks ago, I read my story "The Visitors at Wriggly Field," which...
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On the other side of the doorbell
They finally caught up with me. It was bound to happen eventually. It was Sunday evening. My wife and I had only been back home for a couple of hours after a long weekend in New York City. The doorbell...
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A higher attraction
If we were zombies I promise you that I would love you for your brain
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Robert A. Black Golf Course, Warren Park, Chicago
Golfers in the rain with travel mugs of coffee, like this is their job.
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You are here
you are here the southern tip of roosevelt island east river easing by to either side beside your wife astride the bikes you rode like phantoms through the hushed streets of queens over the red bridge at 36th ave you...
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