Sunday, December 02, 2018

Secret Star of Sunday’s Grill-Out ’72

The 72nd iteration of the Grill-Out was achieved recently and expectations were exceeded. Intestinal fortitude was maintained for the duration.
  Again the sanctity was upheld with vigour from the green.

Sunday, November 11, 2018

Retro Tech: The Orville Pungeonator™ 2000

By the turn of the 21st Century, the Orville Corporation had made substantial technical advances in the fields of interrogation, reprogramming and pungeoning.
 Orville introduced the Pungeonator™ 2000 in late 1999, just in time to allay fears over the Y2K Crisis. With leading-edge psychological technology, the Pungeonator™ 2000 set a new standard, providing a clear, clean, and intuitive abuser-interface that removed pesky Command Clutter hassles.
  Certain pungeoning techniques as the Psy-Truncheon, the Inanimate Pungle and the Burn of Hukei-Lau were now made automatic and hands-free.
 We’ve come a long way.

Sunday, November 04, 2018

Retro Tech: The Orville Pediamatic Pigeon™ 2300

In the 1990’s, the Orville Corporation helped to further advance chipping and RFID technology with the unveiling of their Pediamatic Pigeon™ 2300 biochip transponder.
 The implant designed for tracking infants and children was deemed a success and raised world market value in the field by almost fifty percent by 1998.
 We’ve come a long way.

Friday, September 14, 2018

Classic City Arcade 0918

Chemists at the Horton listening to KISS and eating Funyuns®... Bells tolling at the Church of Sirach... 8TG prepping for anniversary show... Uncle Ernie overseeing gas line installation... Groep Margriet picking up a gig at the Kilowatt Klub... Joe Clown snapping pics at the Olde Laundromat...

Sunday, September 09, 2018

Urban Tribal Trauma ’18

There are rules of conduct regarding credibility. Without credibility, respect is impossible.

Sunday, August 05, 2018

Spilled Drink: Ancestral Flashback

  Suramokov sat quietly in the cool café sipping his iced beverage gazing out the window at the brutal sun beating down on the pavement of Pomorie. Along slowly waddled a massively obese fellow with sweat pouring down his reddened frog face, wearing a crushed straw hat that looked like said man had sat on it.
  Suramokov, already in a sour mood, winced at the sight. ‘How much you wanna bet he comes in and plops down at the next table?’ he cynically asked himself.
  Mere moments later, lo and behold, the hefty guy approaches the adjacent table and sits down his coffee. In his attempt to squeeze into the tiny banquette, he jostles the table, spilling most of his drink.
  The man began swearing at himself, and Suramokov’s revulsion instantly dissolved into pity — and then shame.
  He had seen this before.
  What man would wish himself into such a miserable physical state, where even the most mundane everyday acts rob him of his dignity?
  Through the misty depths of time, a vision came to Suramokov.

  Little Xander stood sentry at the fort in ancient Thrace. Though he possessed a whip-smart mind and unquestionable loyalty, physically, he was an overweight mess. One would think Xander’s fealty would command respect, but alas, this was not the case.
  Whispered sniggers as well as public ridicule were both cast by his peers and betters. Fellow sentry Suramokas witnessed this humiliation with daggers in his eyes, and eventually karmically dispatched both Buzas Putras and Iōnnēs Elias with extreme prejudice.
  For no man wished himself into such a miserable physical state, where even the most basic of courtesies are cast to the wind.

  Suramokov reflexively snatched a handful of napkins and handed them to the big fellow to clean up his spilled drink. He quickly put on his sunglasses and then left the café.
  Again, a man’s corporeal prison is not always his choice, whether bound by the suffering nemesisms from within, or the hell of torment from without.
  Suramokov strode down the street under the stifling sun and removed his sunglasses to let the August breeze dry his face.

Sunday, June 24, 2018

Green Jīqìrén for Stratum XLV

The Green Jīqìrén talismans were prized assets going back to Stratum One, exuding charm, luck, and bulldada. The Orville Corporation has bought out the sweatshops that had been producing the amulets from the Pearl of the Orient, and has retooled them for mass consumption in the Western Market, adding a musical option that should please customers of all ages.

Sunday, June 10, 2018

New Horizons in Vending:
Larval Malone

HERITAGEVILLE, USA, June 11, 2018 /PUNGEONewswire/ — Reflecting the evolving needs of today’s employees and the increased desire for more better-for-you choices on-the-job, the Orville Corporation today announced the launch of a new, state-of-the-art food vending initiative called “Larval Malone.”
  Debuting today at the Orville’s corporate HQ in Heritageville, the vending apparatus offers nutritional product choices from the company’s highly complementary food and beverage portfolio. Orville will make several thousand units available throughout the U.S. in 2018 in a variety of locations, including select healthcare, recreational/entertainment, transportation, workplace and educational facilities.
  Orville Systems Analyst Rand Hugoe says, “The demand by company employees for more nutritional break options will most definitely scale out to the tastes of the general public. And we will be there.”

Sunday, January 28, 2018

Rendezvous at Gatwick

Chaperones Radolphus, “The Iron Maude,” and Domina Francora (L-R) disembarked from their Bcal flight at Gatwick to meet [Proxy Courier] in order to rendezvous with John Courier, who would carry on Euro-Liaison duties for the extent of the adventurous stay of heart.

Monday, January 22, 2018

Sunday, January 21, 2018

Excerpt: Double Rainbows on the Jicarilla Rez

Gutts, J. (1985). Double rainbows on the Jicarilla Rez. Heritageville: Orville (out of print).
From the sprawling view of Cortez from high atop Mesa Verde the Tecnocrati pushed forward on their Stratum XII trek through the Jicarilla Rez. Twin rainbows leapt from the verdant plains up to the violet thunderheads that spanned the horizons. Diligent haskįįyįį strode the walks of the villages under this heavy sky.
Onward to Blue Sands and Karlovy Vary!

Sunday, January 14, 2018

Classic City Arcade 0118

Rand Hugoe continuing Nose Work with the hounds... Mr Dutch making the doughnuts at Mack’s... Big Kahuna moves back to Classic City, chats with Ms Kaya... Mr Arthur bringing Mom’s rabbit stew to the Men’s Lodge... Mr K chasing fox cub away from Men’s Lodge… Prime bluefin tuna on offer at Banquet House… Mr Martin and colleague enjoying rounds of brew, laughs, and darts (‘Around the World’ and Cricket)...

Tuesday, January 02, 2018

New for MMXVIII: Contrail Nexus

Attraverso le Colline
and a Gaze to the Heavens
Equilateral Scry in the Sky
Are Aero-Runes to be Read?
Aeromancy invites Firmamental Interpretations