The Hotel Dull, Food Indifferent project is a weekly fiction series that, for legal purposes, charts various uncomfortable meals hosted by the nameless second wife – let’s call her Mrs. de Summer — of a wealthy Cornish landowner. The previous chapter can be found
“Oh, what’s that? Is that a tiny little whale? Dude, were you just drawing a tiny little whale?” Oh, no, it’s nothing, really. Sorry, haha! I didn’t me…
If you want to make it in this city, kid, you’re going to have to do something to stand out. And that means fighting at least one pig. Zeus won’t even …
No forbearance, I tell you, I get no forbearance — and no largesse, neither. Ever since I was a squire, I was a gudgeon. No kidding. When I was a kid, …
which is more than my brother Perses can say, not that that stops my brother Perses from saying things, but you shouldn’t listen to Perses, who bribes …
Welcome! Have you guys dined with us before? Wonderful, then you’ll know what to expect, just a quick reminder that everything is a little bit burned h…
In the last two weeks I have had occasion to show a variety of friends George Cukor’s The Women for the first time, which means that I’ve watched The W…
“The cyborg body, whereby Professor Von Slickstein preserved the life-force of Inspector Gadget after he slipped on a banana peel, had thirty gadgets, …
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