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Dr Strauss and Dr Nemur say it dont matter about the inkblots. I told them I dint spill the ink on the cards and I coudnt see anything in the ink. They said that maybe they will still use me. I said Miss Kinnian never gave me tests like that one only spelling and reading. They said Miss Kinnian told that I was her bestist pupil in the adult nite scool becaus I tryed the hardist and I reely wantid to lern. They said how come you went to the adult nite scool all by yourself Charlie. How did you find it. I said I askd pepul and sunibody told me where I shud go to lern to read and spell good. They said why did you want to. I told them becaus all my life I wantid to be smart and not dumb. But its very hard to be smart. They said you know it will probly be tempirery. I said yes. Miss Kinnian told me. I dont care if it herts. What really hurts is, the 709 had a vocabulary of exactly 78 words when that was written. Presumably it knows more now. At the time that Russell Baker reported on it (but this one was no joke; it was a straight news article), 709 could only do 30 poems a minute, but it was supposed to work up to 500/per shortly. Slowly Mose turned around to go back to the house, to get the pails and go down to the barn to get the milking done. He nodded. She was wearing standard coverall fatigues, but she made a gesture as if she were gathering up folds of a voluminous skirt to show me there was nothing behind them.I am not hiding Carl Hest, she said scornfully. The shoe fits, and baby needsshoes. The need for such a category for critical straphangers is urgent, because fabulation isthe future of the (published) fiction form. In spite of his hot/cool hashup, McLuhans point about TV-viewers participation-involvement vs. book-readers' detachment is both accurate and important. The printed page will never again be able to compete with the screen for realistic storytelling; but it will take an as yet undiscovered technique to make the tube into a suitable medium for satire, fable, or allegory— all of which require an audience suspended at that precise focal point which provides optimum discernment of the essential interplay between figure and background. Im sure. Can you tell me the name of the dancing flower again? It had real silk on its wings. My daddy showed me how to hold it so carefully in my hand, just like that! She held out her hand and showed him how. It moved if you held it properly and when you opened your hand it danced all around you and then went home.” Weisbaum was beginning to get an awed look on his face.Go on, hillbilly, keep firing. "Youve no sense of responsibility," the Warden says. Perhaps hes corning close to time for conjunction again, and this makes him more concerned about my stability. I am notgoing to attempt to list the many outstanding short stories which were not, for all the familiar reasons, reprinted here; but let me say quickly that readers who feel strongly about some of the obvious omissions, or who know of titles I may have missed seeing entirely, are more than welcome to write in and tell me what to use nexttime. And I cannot quite stop name-dropping without a word about the delight of seeing a Nobel prize go to Asturias Mulata(Delacorte). Well see. Let’s have a look at a film. The power went on. Suddenly he clutched my forearm with white, bony fingers. My forearm is pretty thick, and he couldnt get his hands around it. "Vyme, youve got to make Sandy give it to me now! You've got to!" ENCHANTMENT.
