Adventures of Centipede Smith

If you’re easy to offend, please don’t listen to this story Parker wrote. It’s not suitable for grandmothers and others of conservative tastes. For those who dare, it’s the funniest thing you’ll hear this month, but also dark and disturbing—sort of like if David Sedaris and David Lynch had a love child. Which may, in fact, have happened at some point; I’m not privy to their business. Anyway, I’ve been wondering when somebody would get around to using Youtube for more than stolen music and goofy pranks. Turns out Parker was working on the solution right under my nose. What you get here is a six-part serial, each short installment featuring some belly laughs and some oh-my-gods. 

Part 1: The Mystery of the Midnight Muskrat


Part 2: The Hole


Part 3: Espionage


Part 4: The Basement


Part 5: Speech Therapy


Part 6: The Visitor


Which Wild Animal is Statistically Most Likely to Attack You? | The Inertia



Which Wild Animal is Statistically Most Likely to Attack You? | The Inertia: "Sharks take up with wolves, snakes, mountain lions and bears in that part of our brains reserved for worst-case scenarios. In actuality, we’re more likely to be killed by cows than any of them. "

Pleased to be quoted in this nifty article by Casey Butler on The Inertia. 



Alone with Edgar Allan Poe

Here, for no particular reason, is my favorite poem by Edgar Allan Poe:




Alone
Edgar Allan Poe

From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were--I have not seen
As others saw--I could not bring
My passions from a common spring--
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow--I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone--
And all I lov'd--I lov'd alone--
Then--in my childhood--in the dawn
Of a most stormy life--was drawn
From ev'ry depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still--
From the torrent, or the fountain--
From the red cliff of the mountain--
From the sun that 'round me roll'd
In its autumn tint of gold--
From the lightning in the sky
As it pass'd me flying by--
From the thunder, and the storm--
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view--


Barn Owl






And, as a bonus, a screech owl:



Photography by Dee Puett
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