Friday, September 2, 2005

It was a dark and stormy night...

Turns out a guy from Microsoft, Dan Mackay, just won the Bulwer-Lytton contest, a contest in which people are asked to submit the worst possible opening sentence of an imaginary novel. (the contest is named for Edward George Bulwer-Lytton, a Victorian writer famous for having penned the line “It was a dark and stormy night).

Dan's sentence:

"As he stared at her ample bosom, he daydreamed of the dual Stromberg carburetors in his vintage Triumph Spitfire, highly functional yet pleasingly formed, perched prominently on top of the intake manifold, aching for experienced hands, the small knurled caps of the oil dampeners begging to be inspected and adjusted as described in chapter seven of the shop manual."

I found it reminiscent of Casey's pork chop post:

"Soon the chop was laid bare in its mustard herb demi-glace, naked save for a hazlenut crust, as if I had spied the chop secretly frolicking by the seashore, sand clinging to its enticingly wet bodice"


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