Another Discordian Saint Lost To Us
This is the PUREBRED ARTICLE, people. Alan Abel was a man who rolled those golden apples into crowded train stations and recess yards JUST FOR THE HELL OF IT. The ace prankster never achieved ANYTHING serious by creating the Topless String Quartet, by spearheading the advocacy efforts of the Society for Indecency to Naked Animals, or by that old standard, faking his own death. He just brought smiles to us all and sometimes made us think for a moment before we relit our collective cigarette and went for a brisk walk around the block, to get ourselves back to not thinking anymore.
We were lucky to have him for 94 years. If there is ever another one like this one, WE SHOULD CELEBRATE.
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