There’s no greater joy on earth than to imagine a peculiar idea for an open mic, besides performing at one. It is a singular pleasure- by god! The imagining alone delights! I wonder, need I even to tweet about it?
I made a bizarre open mic game:
https://t.co/SMTj4L7guC
(Ignore all the writing portfolio stuff, that’s all just an elaborate teaser for some upcoming DLC)
Borges imagined that paradise would be a kind of library. I’m inclined to agree, granted every book in that library concerns some kind of bizarre or huge open mic.
“Anyone here from out of town?” The question is a futile one. The mic stretches over countless towns. Its audience an army always celebrating something.
Q: do you not tire of the bizarre mic bit?
A: how can I be bored of something that has not yet arrived? Ask the hungry cartoon character if he tires of imagining his companion as a cooked chicken or ham. If it is tangible, is it truly bizarre?
I watch the waters of the St. Laurent from the mt royale lookout. “An aquatic mic” I ponder, “comedy for the fish.” Perhaps unreasonably, I am gripped with terror.
Q: is the bizarre open mic on mt royale a liminal space? Does it have ephemeral qualities nearly impossible to explain?
A: no. It is a laugh-a-minute evening of jokes under the stars.
Ulysses (year 1, engineering major) struggles in vain to convince his frosh crew to abandon the seductive tranquility of the bizarre mic. But how could one resist the placid jokes of tonight’s headliner, Godzilla?
Moses came down from the mountain with the word and laws of God. I come down from the mountain imagining an open mic where vampires have opinions about netflix comedy specials
I hate when the bizarre open mic books the antique and decaying knight from a kingdom lost to eternity. He’s not even a comic! You know he’s just going to be telling stories about what it was like working with the mad king to whom his life was pledged…
A frosh captain, drunk with the glory of a recent raid, heckling a warlock mid-joke.
Students debating the philosophy of laughter with a mysterious one liner comics
A clown swallows McGill’s Leacock building whole