The Sporadic Curmudgeon

getting more tail than
Sinatra is easier
than it used to be

About ten years ago I came up with a great title for a science fiction story. (This was back in the days when I had deluded myself into believing I was a writer.) Unfortunately, try as I might, I was unable to figure out a plot that could live up to it. Anything I wrote would ultimately be a let-down.

This evening, after reading the hilarious Charlie Anders short story A Serial Killer Explains the Distinctions Between Literary Terms and reflecting on his brilliant title, I had an epiphany.

The title I had thought up, in and of itself, actually is the story. It’s hermetically sealed; nothing more is required.

So here it is, a short story consisting only of its title:

And now, after that tour de force, I shall turn my attention to transmogrifying quantum physics…