Surrealism for Dummies
Last July I bought A Book of Surrealist Games for at SF MoMA. Today we played one of those games. It goes like this: Person A writes a question, folds the page down, then Person B writes an answer, folds the page over, person A writes another question, folds the page, and so on. Here’s the transcript:
Me: What is equality?
kaphine: It’s under the blue sofa cushion.
Me: What is physical love?
kaphine: When the sink drains despite the hair clog.
Me: What would you like for breakfast?
kaphine: If he wants to.
Me: Why go on living?
kaphine: Yes!
Those surrealists were wild and crazy. Here’s the second game we played:
kaphine: When will you feed me?
Me: Because I’m naked.
kaphine: Will you please take me to Cinnabon now?
Me: I think that might hurt.
kaphine: Don’t you know I could starve to death?
Me: It’s in the bottom drawer of my new dresser.
kaphine: Would you care if I did?
Me: If it’s the Harper Collins 2nd edition, then it’s on page 42.
kaphine: Can we go eat now?
Me: Only if they make the playoffs.
and exit stage left, toward Cinnabon.
