Dadaist punks
Speaking of John Kessel, a fun throw-away line in his first novel, Good News from Outer Space was:
Dadaist punks had broken into his car and installed an expensive stereo.
Meanwhile, in Rockridge (a neighborhood in north Oakland):
Is it a twisted Rockridge Robin Hood, a bizarre new brand of treasure hunt, or slightly meshuga malfeasance? One resident reported to her neighborhood-group on August 11 that whoever had rifled through her husband’s car the night before “took some $1.50 in loose parking change, and they made an exchange — they took his flashlight, and they left a different flashlight. The flashlight they left is smaller, but is waterproof, so we may even be ahead on the swap.” A neighbor responds that her car too was rifled through, and oddly enough “they took a small flashlight from the glove compartment and left us a bigger, maybe better, one. They also left us a very nice 7-disc CD set: How to Listen to and Understand Great Music, 3rd Edition. We certainly have a lot more we could learn about classical music, and the course looks interesting.”
For the record, I wouldn’t mind finding the odd Teaching Company course in my car.
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