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To do in NYC tonight: Flarf (absurd net-inspired poetry) fest

BoingBoing reader Jordan says,

Following up on an earlier BoingBoing post that referenced Bruce Sterling’s comments about Flarf, The first “Flarf Festival” begins tonight at 8 pm at the Medicine Show Theater, 52nd Street between 10 & 11 in NYC. Admission is $8 each night, or $20 for a three-night pass. Link to event info. Also, there’s a more definitive Flarf anthology at Jacket: Link.

While I’m at it, I found a pretty awesome piece of readymade flarfetry in my junkmail folder. Maybe I’m just googly-eyed over spam text because of all the Flarf posts, or maybe it’s because 4/20 is the kind of day that tends to make people spaced out — but this one seemed special. I’ll dig some more up and see if I can, like, get a book deal or a federal grant for ’em or something. Full text after the junk. I mean, jump.

—–Original Message—–

From: [redacted spammer]
Sent: Tuesday, April 18, 2006 2:14 PM
To: xeni@xeni.net
Subject: UMJ Headlines – Important Info.

Now and then, the secretly overpriced particle accelerator requires assistance from a lazily temporal skyscraper.

When you see a grizzly bear defined by an eggplant, it means that a spider takes a coffee break.

A cantankerous sandwich has a change of heart about the globule about an anomaly, but the deficit of a chestnut tries to seduce a mastadon.

Some ball bearing self-flagellates, and the tattered parking lot rejoices; however, an infected apartment building brainwashes the polar bear.

If a hydrogen atom defined by the squid ostensibly figures out the accidentally phony cowboy, then some pit viper daydreams.

When a snooty mastadon is flatulent, the ski lodge near a pine cone befriends a reactor living with some senator.

A reactor makes love to the class action suit.

kingsbury.

Today’s interviews din go so well…First i went to the main office of Burger King for an interview and it kinda went well but still i haf to wait for their call…then checked out the papers for some more jobs but there were’n’t many…Nxt up i went to Sanur Indonesian Restaurant at Ngee Ann City(i think) but they weren’t looking for waiters but were only looking for waitresses…So Cat went in for the interview and immediately got the job…I’m like “Wat?!” Maybe they want to sabo me…haha…Anywaez,congrats Cat…So aft tt i decided to try my luck at Pizza Hut Lucky Plaza outlet but the manager was not there so they told me to come another day…Then why the hell did they put the job ad up in the papers? Dumb lah they all…So yeah..still jobless..Hopefully Burger King will accept me? Btw,it was my first time gng to Orchard (seriously!) so had a gr8 time juz exploring my way there haha…But very disappointed in not getting a job… 2

Furthermore, a light bulb self-flagellates, and the prime minister cooks cheese grits for the slyly linguistic cargo bay.

Now and then, a power drill from a wheelbarrow organizes a freight train.

Any fairy can try to seduce the insurance agent for a ball bearing, but it takes a real food stamp to underhandedly pour freezing cold water on a polar bear.

When the wheelbarrow leaves, the blithe spirit self-flagellates.

Indeed, a tornado from a girl scout brainwashes the incinerated ocean.

Thanks, Ralph.

Previously:
Flarf — highfalutin word for spam/wordjunque poetry

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