Dogshit Work Wreaks Havoc

supercandid cornflower blue

“He regarded me with his embarrassing eyes, supercandid cornflower
blue, the kind made fashionable by the first wave of technicolor
American filmstars.”

—Martin Amis, Money, 1984.

the low colour of fear

“Alec Llewellyn wore the low colour of fear on his face. It’s yellow, just like they say—yellow, sallow, sowlike, big-pored.”

—Martin Amis, Money, 1984.

the yellow riot of Broadway

“My body craved darkness and silence but the sun’s controls were all
turned up full blast as I screamed for cabs in the yellow riot of
Broadway.”

—Martin Amis, Money, 1984.

I want some semi-colons

“I am that fleeing train that goes screaming past you in the night.
Though travelling nowhere I have hurtled with blind purpose to the very
end of my time. I have lived headlong at a desperate rhythm. I want to
slow down now, and check out the scenery, and put in a stop or two. I
want some semi-colons.”

—Martin Amis, Money, 1984.

Reading takes a long time, though

“Reading takes a long time, though, don’t you find? It takes such a
long time to get from, say, page twenty-one to page thirty. I mean,
first you’ve got page twenty-three, then page twenty-five, then page
twenty-seven, then page twenty-nine, not to mention the even numbers. Then page thirty. Then you’ve got page thirty-one and page thirty-three—there’s no end to it.”

—Martin Amis, Money, 1984.

a well-defined object of lurid coloration

“Switters turned from the misty void and was instantly confronted with
its opposite: namely, a well-defined object of lurid coloration. It was
the pumpkin, only its orangeness had become so intense it seemed to be
undergoing spontaneous combustion right there on the library table.
Switters didn’t know whether to reach for a fire extinguisher or fall
down and worship. The thing was blazing—and spinning, as well. At
least, it appeared to be, for minute or two. He blinked and rubbed his
eyes. Then he remembered.
    He had forgotten about ingesting the XTC. It was starting to come on, and come on strong.”

—Tom Robbins, Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates, 2000.

Hector Sumac’s drug of choice

“Hector Sumac’s drug of choice, at least for that October evening, was a clean, beige, relatively mild form of Andean cocaine.”

—Tom Robbins, Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates, 2000.

twinkle space

“The stars were as big and bright as brass doorknobs, and so numerous they jostled one another for twinkle space.”

—Tom Robbins, Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates, 2000.

Teal is an unfriendly color

“As the ambience, sky and water alike, gradually turned a single shade
of teal, Bobby slumped low in his patio chair, his battered boots
propped on the ice chest. He appeared lost in thought.
    Teal is an unfriendly color, and the air had an unfriendly feel.”

—Tom Robbins, Fierce Invalids Home From Hot Climates, 2000.