(urth) Short Story 159*: How I Got Three Zip Codes/Kid Sister

[Marc Aramini]

I need to fix that section ... it is 60010, 60011, and 60047. Wrote too
much in one day.  60023 and 2/3
On Apr 28, 2015 6:32 PM, "David Duffy" <David.Duffy at qimr.edu.au> wrote:

> On Mon, 27 Apr 2015, Marc Aramini wrote:
>
>  #HOW I GOT THREE ZIP CODES AND KID SISTER/INTRODUCTION TO PHOENIX
>>
>> "How I Got Three Zip Codes" first appeared in *The Mammoth Book of Comic
>> Fantasy II* in 1999 and has not been collected.
>>
>> Wolfe says that his zip codes are 60011, 60011, and 60047 (two from
>> "I tol' yer ma ya wouldn't be normal. How 'bout the cube root?"
>>
>> Wolfe responds, 6023 and 2/3rds, and the grandfather asks if people could
>> write to him at that zip code.
>>
>
> Missing a zero: 60022.9976012393064119998
>
>  "I don't see why not." The grandfather asks the average, and Wolfe says
>> that it is the same number [the product of the three numbers and the
>> product of the average three times is the same number, at least to 7
>> significant figures].
>>
>
> ie 60023
>
> RE: Sighting at Twin Mounds
>
> I thought it might also allude to Lovecraft (and Bishop) _The Mound_:
>
> "I had gone into Oklahoma to track down and correlate one of the many
> ghost tales which were current among the white settlers, but which had
> strong Indian corroboration...
>
> "The tale, outwardly, was an extremely naive and simple one, and centred
> in a huge, lone mound or small hill that rose above the plain about a third
> of a mile west of the village—a mound which some thought a product of
> Nature, but which others believed to be a burial-place or ceremonial dais
> constructed by prehistoric tribes. This mound, the villagers said, was
> constantly haunted by, two Indian figures which appeared in alternation; an
> old man who paced back and forth along the top from dawn till dusk,
> regardless of the weather and with only brief intervals of disappearance,
> and a squaw who took his place at night with a blue-flamed torch that
> glimmered quite continuously till morning. When the moon was bright the
> squaw’s peculiar figure could be seen fairly plainly, and over half the
> villagers agreed that the apparition was headless...
>
> "The blue light!—the blue light!...” muttered the object, 'always down
> there'"
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