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Chuck Norris kan skrive med kursiv og fed skrift på Facebook. (Walther F. Lake)

Black buzzards were hanging in the hot air discussing whether this would be ‘carrion evening’ or not. (R.A. Lafferty, ‘Tongues of the Matagorda’, 1982)

History is merely a list of surprises. It can only prepare us to be surprised yet again. (Kurt Vonnegut)

Det nye sort på skrivebordet er fra den gamle blækpatron. (Walther F. Lake)

– jeg har lige spildt en kop kaffe i den bærbare …
– nå, hvad sagde den til det ..?
– den brokkede sig over at der ikke var sukker i …

Det eneste der er værre end vandede vittigheder, er tynd kaffe. (Walther F. Lake)

Extenuating circumstance to be mentioned on Judgment Day: We never asked to be born in the first place. (Kurt Vonnegut)

To me, wanting every habitable planet to be inhabited is like wanting everybody to have athlete’s foot. (Kurt Vonnegut)

– jeg bliver altid så glad, når jeg bliver vækket af skraldemændene ..!
– hvorfor dog det ..?
– jo, så ved jeg at civilisationen ikke er gået under i nattens løb …

Til Facebooks Annoncekontor!
Ja, jeg er på vej mod de 62 og det er formentlig derfor at I overdænger mig med annoncer for diverse prostatakure. Det gør mig altså skide utryg. Så hellere seniordating eller frimærker – modeljernbaner ville også være OK.
Med venlig hilsen
Klaus Johansen

Gid ham der opfandt stampemaskinen må blive genfødt som hoppebold. (Walther F. Lake)

“The world doesn’t make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?” (Pablo Picasso)

What do men want? They want a lot of pals, and they wish that people wouldn’t get so mad at them. (Kurt Vonnegut)

“Endelig et storbrev der lever op til betegnelsen,” sagde posten og fortsatte: “Det var lige før jeg måtte gå sidelæns ind ad døren.”

Her er frimærker til en rød dag, en blå mandag, en grøn lørdag og hvad ved jeg …

Toget er i Udu om få minutter. (Walther F. Lake)

Beer, of course, is actually a depressant. But poor people will never stop hoping otherwise. (Kurt Vonnegut)

“The main thing that I learned about conspiracy theory, is that conspiracy theorists believe in a conspiracy because that is more comforting. The truth of the world is that it is actually chaotic. The truth is that it is not The Iluminati, or The Jewish Banking Conspiracy, or the Gray Alien Theory. The truth is far more frightening – Nobody is in control. The world is rudderless.” (Alan Moore)

– ved du hvad der sker, når man har to hp-printere installeret på sin computer og afinstallerer en af dem ..?
– ja, så holder de begge to op med at virke …

Husk nu sengegærdet, når du overnatter i Bøhlandet. Der er en god grund til at det er der …

Lovemaking is one of the best ideas Satan put in the apple he gave to Eve. The best idea in that apple, though, is making jazz. (Kurt Vonnegut)

Gee, you’re so beautiful that it’s starting to rain. (Richard Brautigan)

Human beings will be happier, not when they cure cancer or get to Mars, but when they find ways to inhabit primitive communities again. (Kurt Vonnegut)

He stared at me in total disbelief as if an elephant had stepped into the shower with him. (Richard Brautigan)

The thing under my bed waiting to grab my ankle isn’t real. I know that, and I also know that if I’m careful to keep my foot under the covers, it will never be able to grab my ankle. (Stephen King)

Only those who walk barefoot can walk on magic ground without crushing small kingdoms. (R.A. Lafferty ‘The Emperor’s Shoestrings’, 1997)

After he graduated with a 2:2, Johnson wrote a series of increasingly experimental and often acutely personal novels that would now be considered visual writing. In his early years he collaborated on several projects with a close friend and fellow writer, Zulfikar Ghose, with whom he produced a joint collection of stories, Statement Against Corpses. Like Johnson’s early stories (at least superficially) his first two novels, Travelling People (1963) and Albert Angelo (1964), at first appear relatively conventional in plot terms. However, the first novel uses several innovative devices and includes a section set out as a filmscript. The second includes famously cut-through pages to enable the reader to skip forward. His work became progressively even more experimental. The Unfortunates (1969) was published in a box with no binding (readers could assemble the book any way they liked, apart from the chapters marked ‘First’ and ‘Last’ which did indicate preferred terminal points) and House Mother Normal (1971) was written in purely chronological order such that the various characters’ thoughts and experiences would cross each other and become intertwined, not just page by page, but sentence by sentence.

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