31: Passive voice
Today's issue was written in
Passive voice
In the summer between high school and college, kitchen knives were sold by me from a catalog. People couldn't be convinced to buy much, but I was convinced by myself that these knives were made the best and could be sold at any price. My dad was ordered a jackknife (for the day he was birthed being celebrated) by my mom, who was gotten by me. It was delivered by mail; the package was put in the car as I was driven by my mom to the airport for a missions trip that was organized by my church. In the passenger seat the knife was opened by me for its safety mechanism to be demonstrated, and in the attempt my palm was sliced open. Next summer donuts were sold by me from behind a counter.
It’s a pleasure to write wrong.
Some stuff I liked
The NYT wrote about people who trade household stuff via call-in radio. As a kid I read the local Penny Saver, a classified ad newspaper with a “free stuff” page. Now my wife trades children’s clothes on the local Buy Nothing group. Feels good.
While listening to the Space Quest 4 soundtrack, I saw this great gag from the game:
There’s a certain ideal level of fourth-wall break, more of a fourth-wall bend, where our outside experience of the art is interpolated into the world of the story. In the world of Space Quest, image format and color palette size are physical qualities of a person, as much as height or weight.
Pete Drake and his talking steel guitar play “Satisfied Mind.”