Thursday, October 22, 2015

Classic City “Semi-Adult” Day Care Centre

As demographics would have it, Classic City is rich in idle, young adults. Some have failed out of Uni, been kicked out of Indie Band 101, or fired from Intro to Dishwashing. Even more flock to town with no plan other than to coattail after au courant bohemians, play fair-weather jock-sniffer, posse up with aspiring white rappers or follow the SJW Protest Circuit... all until the parentals stop paying their rent.

  And indeed, Dad and Mum are taken aback at the stark realisation that their “late-blooming” progeny have gone to pot, so to speak. That, and the blunt fact that dignity apparently isn’t hereditary.

  So what are parents to do with their indolent, semi-adult children without having to subject them to Reality? (After all, that would be mean.) Fortunately, the Orville Corporation has a viable alternative: A “Safe Space” of sorts — one that both parents will rest assured foisting their offspring upon and one the kids themselves will be all too happy to “occupy.”

  Orville presents the Classic City “Semi-Adult” Day Care Centre — a sheltered and secure environment that gently fosters “cocooning,” ego-balming situational activities, and attention counseling. This in-demand facility is tailored to all levels of social buffering, providing the curricular experience to minimise your child’s potential.*

  The Classic City “Semi-Adult” Day Care Centre features:
• Purpose-Built Dayrooms with around-the-clock social media immersion and CCTV
• ‘SmartStudio’ provides sensory stimulation/deprivation cycles with De-Sense ‘Huffer’ Chambers, Refitted “Baby Swings,” Interactive Kinetic Art (cardboard mobiles on commission by struggling art students), and our Dance/Expression Space (featuring Orville’s ORV-X Pro DJ Console/Baby Changing Station
• Snack pabulum options are loca-vegevore-friendly
• Sippy Cup refreshment options for Soy Milk, Mulled Chard and our own Blue Ribbon Smoothie
• Sustainable hemp security blankets and nap-mats
• Qualified Staff vetted through APF and OC-ScannTrust

Don’t forget the Orville Daycare and Pre-School Academy available for real children age infant to 15.

*Disclaimer: The behavioural outcomes of the Classic City “Semi-Adult” Day Care Centre’s conditioning of students will inevitably require corrective pungeoning sessions should guardians decide to transition their child back into the Real World. [Speakeasy-Style Pungeonary Bunker on campus (password req.)]

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Why is Baxter such a joke?


Leonardo’s Deep Dish Pizza. Húnán’s Zhōnguó Delights. Mr. H’s Piano Bar & Aquarium Supply. Xiā Xiăo Chuán. Club Frederick. All became a laughing stock in the end. Even P-Bones, the Baxter Street pungeonary, had found that their current location had a depressing effect on what is normally a lucrative business.
  The elders of Classic City commissioned the Orville Corporation to spearhead an effort to change the public’s negative perceptions of the Baxter Street corridor. Orville’s Chief Culture Officer (CCO) and Thought Leader Johnny Gutts had several suggestions for improvement...
Whilst commercial sector Baxter already has one pungeonary, there’s no reason other pungeon-related enterprises can’t ‘put down stakes’ here, as zoning regs are observed.
  Gutts recommends venture, corporate, and municipal infusion of capital, accessible to both the townie/trust-fund hobbyist market as well as upper-end franchise prospectors. Local and franchise businesses have made strides in thawing out their chilly relations with one another over the past years.
  Coincidentally, the Orville Corporation themselves have many a subsidiary that would appeal to each demographic, such as their Culture Transition Services™ — sure to attract the big 20-30 start-up market. (Even the BärteHansa dons would nod approvingly... and unironically.) The older, more-monied demo might be more interested in a SetUp™ boutique, an Orville Ancestral Confrontation Lab, or perhaps a Tauntini’s franchise.
  If Classic City and Orville can both marshal their resources, reassure citizens, and rebuild Baxter’s good name, there’s no reason this won’t resonate and engage potential consumers.
  “Baxter is the future of Classic City,” says Johnny Gutts assuredly.
Stay tuned.

Saturday, October 03, 2015

Excerpt: Days of Indian Maize


Gutts, J. (1974). Days of indian maize. Heritageville: Orville (out of print).
Beyond the long schoolroom windows, lively colours swirl and rustle under the contrast of a diffuse grey sky. The ochre, copper and crimson leaves stipple the yards and fields of Sheffield during the waning days of harvest. Students chomp at the remaining seconds till freedom.
  The schoolhouse lets out this Stratum II afternoon as the furley youngsters eagerly make their way home in keen anticipation of the Hallow’s Eve rituals. The sooty tang of burning wood drifts through the brisk air, complemented by the faint, earthy aroma of decaying vegetation.
  There is the homestead, with the bistre chimney standing against the dingy sky. Smoke rises languidly — a sign of a smouldering hearth-fire within — perhaps the first of the season.
  Several ears of Indian maize are tacked up on a post on the verandah. Their dried tassels and husks twitch in the slight breeze...

A ripple in the ether.
What sorcery is this?
Past and future strata pancake upon the substrate, as simultaneous Hallow’s Eves play out in an unravelling multiple exposure of archetypal figures--

...From the past: Clown... Kong... Hobo...
...To the present:
The Indian maize manifests Mandaamin, ushering the papier-maché-haired, egg-eyed Polyphemus out the homestead’s door in his cavorting quest for treats...
...To the future:
Hero/Anti-Hero... Hyde... Ghost...

The lenchasqueem totem brings together display-mode echoes of self, shadow and anima manifestations from across the strata. And still the pungency of toasty smoke hangs in the night air with the whispering of dry leaves scattering underfoot...