Scary stories

How scary is this? When he was still a teenager, my friend Jon was driving to Arkansas by himself. He was late getting started and his lateness was compounded when, in the more irregular geography of the Ozarks, he missed a turn. Not being one to backtrack, Jon forged ahead, eventually finding himself genuinely lost in a rapidly darkening and increasingly remote area.

The Secret North New York Street Industrial Complex II

This is the second part of a two-part article

Last issue I reported in these pages on the existence of the Secret North New York Street Industrial Complex ("the Complex" hereafter, because the acronym SNNYSIC too easily recalls N*Synch), and in the intervening week some readers jumped the gun and drove there without complete instructions. If you are among those readers, you probably agree that the Complex is a strange place to visit. But I want to caution you, too, that the Complex is fractal-like in its complexity and that it probably didn't reveal all of its secrets to you.

The Secret North New York Street Industrial Complex

This is the first part of a two-part article.

I used to believe that in all likelihood I'd been down every street in Wichita. But then I used believe all kinds of crazy things, like for instance that the right front wheel of any car I was driving was in imminent peril of flying off, or that none of the other guys in my graduating class at Goddard High School was circumcised.

The Kansas State Fair II: Family Day

At the Dianetics Foundation booth in the Sunflower Building at the Kansas State Fair last weekend a man was explaining to me how the Dianetics system works. Neither of us used the word "scientology," but we both understood what we were talking about.

Mind your P's and Q's, it's the Kansas State Fair

Questionable grammar and bad spelling are more fun than tantalizing the mechanical bull.

My favorite thing used to be to call the Eagle copy desk and ask if "none" is a plural or singular noun. (Although my editor and I disagree on how closely the rule should be observed, "none" is singular. If the sentence, "None of them is attending" makes you a little queasy at first, remember that "none" is essentially a contraction of "not one": "Not one is attending.") The beleaguered-sounding clerk would answer, "singular," and I'd say, yes, I thought so too, and then read back to him whatever copy I'd found in that morning's edition in which it was used with a plural verb.

Project Sensitivity

The reason that my friend Brad and I undertook Project Sensitivity in the first place, we tell each other earnestly, is that we want to do something with our lives that will really make a difference. The concept — to get drunk together in every state — was born one day in 1999 when he and I were looking at a road atlas, trying to remember anything, and one of us observed that we'd gotten drunk together in a lot of different places.

Color and abstraction move in to the Wichita Art Museum

Exhibition of Kansas native Sue Jean Covacevich brings charged works to the public.

As you walk into the first floor Kurdian Gallery at the Wichita Art Museum you are immediately struck by the color and vitality that surrounds you. Featured within these gallery walls is the first retrospective exhibition of Kansas abstract artist Sue Jean Covacevich.

Letters to the Editor

The lion will lie down with the lamb....

To the editor:

A transformation unprecedented has taken (is taking?) place in Kansas politics.

The past four years we’ve had a Democratic governor, Kathleen Sebelius. Her married name is that of a well-known Republican, for as a Republican Congressman, Keith Sebelius, represented this state.

Her first term she had a lieutenant governor, John Moore, who quit the Republican Party to run with her as a Democrat. The simple strategy worked. She won. He served. Well, whataya know?


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