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A list of puns related to "Alistair Macleod"
Alistair Macleod spent 7 years writing the 7 stories in his first collection, "The Lost Salt Gift of Blood," and the carefulness of his prose is evident from the first paragraphs of the initial story, "In the Fall." In this, he establishes the setting of coastal Nova Scotia, the sublime and powerful and ever-present ocean, personified by tumultuous aggression.
>It is the second Saturday of November and already the sun seems to have vanished for the year. Each day dawns duller and more glowering and the waves of the grey Atlantic are sullen and almost yellow at their peaks as they pound relentlessly against the round smooth boulders that lie scattered as if by a careless giant at the base of the ever-resisting cliffs. At night, when we lie in our beds, we can hear the waves rolling in and smashing, so relentless and regular that it is possible to count rhythmically between the thunder of each: one, two, three, four; one, two, three, four.
>It is hard to realize that this is the same ocean that is the crystal-blue of summer when only the thin oil-slicks left by the fishing boats or the startling whiteness of the riding seagulls mar its azure sameness. Now it is roiled and angry, and almost anguished; hurling up the brown dirty balls of scudding foam, the sticks of pulpwood from some lonely freighter, the caps of unknown men, buoys from mangled fishing nets and the inevitable bottles that contain no messages. And always the shreds of blackened and stringy seaweed that it has ripped and torn from its own lower regions, as if this is the season for self-mutilation - the pulling out of the secret, private, unseen hair.
I don't believe a single word in this passage is misplaced. You could not add anything, or remove anything that would increase the power. Every image is precise and devastating. Moreover, you have these long sentences, stacked with assonance and consonance, which have a relentlessness all their own, in seeming mimicry of the crashing waves. Also to note, the idea of universal understanding as to the sea's power: that the first-person protagonist uses the collective pronoun in describing his relationship to the sea, "when we lie in our beds."
https://www.indiegogo.com/projects/in-the-fall-short-film-canada-literature/x/17580290#/
>There are times even now, when I awake at four o'clock in the morning with the terrible fear that I have overslept; when I imagine that my father is waiting for me in the room below the darkened stairs or that the shorebound men are tossing pebbles against my window while blowing their hands and stomping their feet impatiently on the frozen steadfast earth. There are times when I am half out of bed and fumbling for socks and mumbling for words before I realize that I am foolishly alone, that no one waits at the base of the stairs and no boat rides restlessly in the waters by the pier.
>At such times only the grey corpses on the overflowing ashtray beside my bed bear witness to the extinction of the latest spark and silently await the crushing out of the most recent of their fellows. And then because I am afraid to be alone with death, I dress rapidly, make a great to-do about clearing my throat, turn on both faucets in the sink and proceed to make loud splashing ineffectual noises. Later I go out and walk the mile to the all-night restaurant.
>In the winter it is a very cold walk, and there are often tears in my eyes when I arrive. The waitress usually gives a sympathetic little shiver and says, "Boy, it must be really cold out there; you got tears in your eyes." "Yes," I say, "it sure is; it really is."
Over the weekend Canadian author Alistair MacLeod passed.
I read "Remembering and Reading Alistair MacLeod" which inspired me to pick up Island, a compilation of MacLeod's short stories, and it is wonderful. So hopefully this will motivate others as well: http://clioscurrent.com/blog/2014/4/21/remembering-alistair-macleod
As an aside, I also enjoyed the post because it describes how I have felt about other books in a way that I have never been able to put into words.
Mynar University, Teles.
Professor Void Of Whisper strode to the front of his class and opened his senses to study the students in front of him. He allowed them a moment to quiet their excitement at the female stood next to him. His class was full today. In fact the lecture hall was crammed full of bodies and not just students. Other lecturers were stood at the back alongside students who weren't enrolled on his course. Clearly word had gotten out about their surprise guest.
"Students. For our lecture today we are honoured to have a guest lecturer. This..." he allowed one of his tendrils to motion towards the uniform clad women "Is Major Natasha Macleod of the Imperium Naval Service. Today's lesson will be taught by her. I would listen closely to what she has to say students as she is an active serving officer and we are extremely lucky to have her here. She has sacrificed some of her hard earned leave to talk to us. Along with that she was also once a student of mine and possesses her PHd in the field of Galactic History. Major, if you would be so kind?" the Professor ushered her forward whilst simultaneously drifting back towards the shadows around the edges of his lecture platform.
"Thank you Professor and believe me it is not a sacrifice to be back here and talking to those who are in pursuit of knowledge. As your teacher tells me your last lesson ended with him discussing the merging of Dragons and Humans on New Dublin. An event we have come to know as 'The Joining', and he also teased you with the story of my races intervention into the Barathan Cleansi....yes?" she motioned to a young Dimextrian who had raced one of its 9 hands.
"The Professor mentioned that event last lesson but what is it? This one tried looking it up after last solar cycles lecture but couldn't find any mention of it in the data cores?"
The rest of the class murmured in agreement, clearly they had all hit similar obstacles.
Natasha looked back at Void and smiled before turning back to the class and continuing "That's because the Professor was not being entirely fair. He was the same back in my day too. The Barathan Cleansing is the name we use for it so I am unsurprised it isn't in your data cores. However the name it is more widely known as is" she studied each and every being in the room with her before continuing "yo
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... keep reading on reddit ➡I don't want to step on anybody's toes here, but the amount of non-dad jokes here in this subreddit really annoys me. First of all, dad jokes CAN be NSFW, it clearly says so in the sub rules. Secondly, it doesn't automatically make it a dad joke if it's from a conversation between you and your child. Most importantly, the jokes that your CHILDREN tell YOU are not dad jokes. The point of a dad joke is that it's so cheesy only a dad who's trying to be funny would make such a joke. That's it. They are stupid plays on words, lame puns and so on. There has to be a clever pun or wordplay for it to be considered a dad joke.
Again, to all the fellow dads, I apologise if I'm sounding too harsh. But I just needed to get it off my chest.
Do your worst!
They were cooked in Greece.
I'm surprised it hasn't decade.
Don't you know a good pun is its own reword?
For context I'm a Refuse Driver (Garbage man) & today I was on food waste. After I'd tipped I was checking the wagon for any defects when I spotted a lone pea balanced on the lifts.
I said "hey look, an escaPEA"
No one near me but it didn't half make me laugh for a good hour or so!
Edit: I can't believe how much this has blown up. Thank you everyone I've had a blast reading through the replies 😂
It really does, I swear!
Because she wanted to see the task manager.
Heard they've been doing some shady business.
but then I remembered it was ground this morning.
Edit: Thank you guys for the awards, they're much nicer than the cardboard sleeve I've been using and reassures me that my jokes aren't stale
Edit 2: I have already been made aware that Men In Black 3 has told a version of this joke before. If the joke is not new to you, please enjoy any of the single origin puns in the comments
They’re on standbi
A play on words.
But that’s comparing apples to oranges
My daughter, Chewbecca, not so much.
Pilot on me!!
Nothing, he was gladiator.
Or would that be too forward thinking?
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