Prose

“Take It From Me, Phil Was So Much More Than Shark Movies,” by Juliana Gray

Apr 16th, 2014 | By

It’s my honor to speak in memory of our departed friend Phil Anderson today. When most of you think of Phil’s work for the SyFy Channel over the years, you probably think of his shark movies, like Vampire Sharks and Sharks on a Plane. But take it from me, Phil was so much more than shark movies.



“Grabby ‘Clowny’ Dabbles—Commander Shakewell’s Lucky Asshole,” by Denny Green

Apr 9th, 2014 | By

America’s Version of the Great Laugholio, Grabby Dabbles was the first truly great twisting-as-he-goes-there clown, as well as the first half-near-sighted, pigeon-toed clown with a widow’s peak, nut allergies and chronic phlegm star of the circus. Grabby Dabbles was born in the, then seaside, city of Sugarbone in 1809, though some records, viewed upside-down, indicate that he was born in 6081. Grabby’s first appearance as a circus clown was in St. Solution, Bamalama in 1830, at 45¢ a week.



“Thank You For Choosing Amtrak. My Wife Just Left Me.” by Eric K. Auld

Apr 2nd, 2014 | By

Hello, hello, hello, folks! Hope you’re all swell on this brisk winter evening. This is the Amtrak 449 Lake Shore Limited train from Boston, Massachusetts to Chicago, Illinois. My name is Phil, and my wife just left me.



“Raising a Fearful Child,” by Nick Hilbourn

Mar 26th, 2014 | By

My name is Nick Hilbourn, professional English major and, regrettably, a father.

If you’re like me, then you dearly regret having children. Although they are precious and wonderful when they first claw their way out of a woman’s vaginal cavity – by age one, they are detestable.



“Fighter Jet Flyovers: The Messy Money Shot of Awesome,” by Matt Bower

Mar 19th, 2014 | By

The leggy blonde behind the microphone clears her throat one final time. The capacity crowd—already restless in anticipation of the first pitch on Opening Day—struggles to temper themselves. The players line the base paths, hats over hearts, shifting their weight from leg to leg as nerves tighten. Finally, a silky but dynamic voice fills the stadium.