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Luck, a cultural introduction

Getting to know the word from all angles...

Michal rejects the practicality of enlarging his majestic Fiction Corpus with some prose fiction; cites fatigueDictionary icon

I don't question the potency of implementing English as everybody's second language. I do question the customary tactics by which the English tongue is taught.Pointer

Reinforcing one's artfulness with a language isn't like bringing about a smoother toilet paper. A language is not just a tool that you can teach yourself to wield with greater amounts of precision. A living tongue can not be dissected from the shared logic of a society of which it is a description. A language isn't recited; it happens - and keeps happening as long as a circle of people keeps using it.

To make students recite English is to strip them of its cultural context. An informed instructor has to develop a plan for introducing it; the smartest pupil ventures out to seek it.

A dictionary - properly used - can become an influential tool. The best dictionaries describe words based on a particular corpus, a body of written works of varying scope and consistency. A corpus can include anything from a book about literature to some panchatantra stories translated into modern English. I labored on my "formidable" Fiction Corpus to form a peculiar genre of dictionary based on the ability of one man to tell a story in myriad forms. It is a labor of love and listening.

I have shaped a million words and I have ordered them, reshaping them - not just to teach a language but to be an advocate for the human soul, and to goad that soul or spirit not just to recite but to happen.

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A Fetish is the Common Word that Answers the Question, "Why?"

The most frequently used words in Michal's Corpus that represent common fetishes

Help End Hazing With ArtOne of Margo's pictures from our trip across Europe.

Strength and dignity are her clothing...

Proverbs 31:25

Author's Note: I have been enjoined from sharing the details of my true romance adventure until such time that the other party is prepared to present her perspective on the affair arrangement...Pointer

My plane touched down in Poland on June 20th. A month later I was in Austria. Two days later, Slovenia. The next day, Croatia. A week later, Italy. The next day, Switzerland. The next day, France. The next day, Germany. The next day, Belgium. The next day, Holland. All with a woman I had met my first weekend on the Continent.

As an artist, from the beginning of my adult career, my work had been devoted to the problem of body acceptance, a goal that I would later learn was shared by a whole community of people called naturists, a humble portion of which I discovered residing in Poland, a country whose cultural conservatism does not lend itself readily to forward thinking. One of those forward-thinking Polish naturists happened to be Margo.

From America I brought with me the American can-do spirit. She saw the car that I had bought, the terrible camp stove I had borrowed, and my sundry canned goods and challenged me to make-do. In my optimism I assured her that if we lacked for anything I would make up the difference. She assured me that if she lacked for anything she would find her way to the nearest airport and fly home. Luckily that never happened.

6,000 miles. One car. One tent. We started learning how to listen. We started learning how to open up. We started cooperating. Even when we were angry, even when it was so difficult that it didn't seem like it would turn out well, we stuck it out. We completed the trip and we came back happy. We had beaten the devil on the road. Back home more devils were waiting to abuse us. More anger. More fear. More sadness. This time we were prepared. This time we had each other and we could harken back to the joy and the trust and the suprise that 6,000 miles had created. We could remember what it was like to live in one tent.

One of Margo's pictures from our trip across Europe.

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During our trip across Europe, Margo very bravely opened up to me and to the camera. It was a difficult thing to do considering the scars that she carries. I wanted to share with the world her often joyful, often sad, often angry but always liberating experience except that the Internet is full of pictures of naked women and men and full of trolls who abuse them.

I realized that what I really need to point out is not the openness that Margo and I cultivated between ourselves, but the darkness that continues to surround us. When I censor nudity, I do so in a way that does not compromise the integrity of the human body. In censoring the photographs that Margo and I took during our trip, I was quick to notice that in those pictures where Margo was at her most open, at her most unguarded and most relaxed, in a word, when she was herself and basking in the sun I was forced to blacken her completely.

Why does our society drive people into darkness? Why can we not accept ourselves as we are? Why can we not accept our bodies? Have we truly become eunuchs? Or are we capable of defying the sickness that pits us against each other? Together we could conquer the devils that abuse us.

Whether you enjoy being nude or not, whether you've been photographed nude or not, but especially if, for you, like for Margo, it's something you never thought you would do, consider submitting your own photograph to be published in a censored manner as a form of protest against the ubiquitous presence of the human body on the internet, naked or not, that is published and duplicated ad infinitum without context and without regard for the identity or the needs of the individual being depicted.

Michal's Dictionary:
Understanding the word Luck

A word can represent many things. First and foremost it represents a type of gesture. A specific way of speaking. A specific way of inscribing a mark. A specific way of moving your hand. To know one of these kinds of gestures is to know how to pronounce the word luck in some kind of way.

If you want to communicate an idea using the word luck, you will need to know what other people are made to think when you make the gesture. You will never have complete awareness of or control over the associations or identities that are invoked by a set of words, but you can know what was and what is a single word's jointly accepted definition, at least for a given place, thereby tracing a direction which will help you to understand what kinds of associations and identities are driving its use.

By using the word yourself, you enter into a long-standing albeit oftentimes unconscious debate over its definition, forever entangling yourself into the history of its use. The way you use it, and which other words you use it with carries weight.

The more you know about where the word luck is located in the fabric of a language, the better you will be at exploiting its cultural power.

Pronunciation of LuckMargo on a trampoline

I have yet to publish a pronunciation for the word luck.

Video of me pronouncing "luck."

Definition of LuckMargo on a trampoline

I have yet to publish the definition of luck.

I'm sure it won't take too long.

Common use of luck in illustrative example sentencesMargo on a trampoline

  1. I haven't seen a good hand in two hours. All my luck is gone.

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  2. Poker's not just about luck. It's about skill and knowing how to manage risk.

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  3. I have yet to come up with a third sentence using the word luck.

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Usage of Luck in Michal's Fiction CorpusMargo on a trampoline

An image of young Michal sitting on a potty in front of a typewriter

Michal's Fiction Corpus of Acceptance Literature (FiCAL) is presented under the Bare Bottom imprint. It is currently comprised of six bodies of work, each representing a different pillar of culture and incorporating a wide variety of writhing styles.

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Luck, a morphological approach

I have yet to make a morphological analysis of the word luck.

That doesn't mean it's not high on my list.

Table of Frequency for the Word "Luck."

This table lists in descending order the total number of times that the word luckand any of its morphological derivations appears in the Fiction Corpus, along with a breakdown of frequency by title, the respective rank of each word in the complete list of all words in the Corpus, as calculated both densely and competitively, as well as the percent increase in frequency of the word over the frequency of the next lowest rank in the complete list.

Margo stretching her arms
Percent Increase over next rankRANKWORDFrequency
TOTAL # of occurencesMCDONALDSJESUSSEXTSIGAJACKSONDINGBATS
densecompetitivemodern/sloppybiblical/tersepoetic/high-browhard/fasttalkymixed salad
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I have yet to publish the table of frequency for the word luck, but I will get to it shortly. -Michal

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Usage of Luck in Death to McDonalds

An aerial view of Dodger Stadium in the foreground, with an imaginary partially submerged Los Angeles behind

A story bible for a comic book series set in a post climate-change California narrated by eight characters who live through a natural disaster that sinks Los Angeles and triggers a war with an expansionist Mexican government covertly supported by China.

Frame #2693

pandora came back. she accepts my apology. for penance im supposed to pick up some chinese food. luckily i know a place thats still open.

JC Penney

26 August, 12:06 AM

Frame #4026

like the forecast said. the rain is back. jayce and i got lucky this week. there wasnt much sun but at least we stayed dry.

Chase Credit

24 September, 6:00 PM

Frame #2814

wont it be my luck. if i end up putting the beacon on the wells fargo. it slips into the 15 percent of unmonitored ocean.

Sprint "Iphone" Case

27 August, 7:35 PM

Frame #5264

mcdonalds doesnt know everything. he could be wrong. one plane took off from here. it wasnt shot down. maybe they werent just lucky.

Sprint "Iphone" Case

13 November, 11:02 AM

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Usage of Luck in The Gospel of Jesus H.

A picture of the planet Mars

An experimental science fiction Christology that makes Jesus the hard boiled narrator of his own early years on a bizarro earth made dark by volcanic ash and informally ruled by a man from Mars who sells bottled air.

"What about his claws?"

"They were mist."

"Could they hurt you?"

"No: they would dissipate. But don't forget: his paws were real. They could hit you in the face - and the Lonely Planet must've been strong: he was the fastest thing on four legs - or, four paws, as the case was. He was so fast, he could outrun his own body - swear to God: if you were lucky enough to see him running by, you would see his tail was bigger by about six or seven feet: he would look hungry, 'cause he was thin - but that was just his body trying to catch up, like a comet - that's what people said his name was, before he died."

"Comet?"

"That's right. Sometimes, he ran so fast, he lost the whole thing: he would look at his paws and realize his whole body was gone. That's when he'd have to turn around and find it. In fact, if you ever went to the woods and came across a low, thin cloud of mist, you had to wonder: was this left by the Lonely Planet? 'Cause if so, you had plenty to worry about: without his body, the Lonely Planet was almost invisible. The same was true in the morning fog: he blended in. That's when he struck."

Verses 160-165 from the chapter called Childhood

It was a gift from God: a challenge for enterprising men like your father. It was a grace granted Earth and Mars and in between. It was something unexceptional: commonplace and yet needing to be treasured. It was sorrowful and joyful. It was painful and painless - the joy of emancipation expected. It was happiness waiting to be unlocked - a beggar in bad straits. It was a noble man, a noble woman: nobility impoverished. It was rich, exceedingly wealthy and privileged - seated in front of me, it looked at me and blushed. It needed love. It needed to be raped: plucked from the ungrateful ground in which it found itself and replanted. It was a miracle we met. It was God's will. It was your mother, my child: your beautiful mother, Zoe Guderian, after whom you are named.

Verse 441 from the chapter called Bohemia

He wasn't the first Panzer-Tank to try. Apparently, that honor will forever belong to Sherman 'Lucky' Panzer II. I will always remember the unforgettable day your grandfather told me his story: it was the night before your blessed mother's wedding to the atrocious Sacha Cohen-Krupnik. A great ball was being held at the Sanctuary in Lichen.

Verse 11 from the chapter called Childhood

"Years and years ago," said Hitler, "I was just a young boy, but my dear father let me run around Centropolis willy-nilly - this was long before the Revolution, mind you: there was no question of being harmed - I was standing in the courtyard before the steps to the great Pyramid when, all of a sudden, this huge, old miner came up to me out of nowhere and put his huge, dirty hand on my shoulder, looking down at me with his huge, dirty face - those eyes: those blue eyes of his were standing out like gems - he said, 'Boy,' with his booming voice, 'Do you make yourself conscious of how that crack found itself on that there pyramid? Do you know who made that crack?' I shook my head. 'That was Sherman 'Lucky' Panzer the Second. You know how he made that crack?' I shook my head. 'Well, God Almighty! Let me tell you the story. Sherman 'Lucky' Panzer (not the Second, but the First) was the greatest, meanest, awfulest man ever to walk the Martian surface. You know what he was?' I shook my head. 'He was governor!' said the miner. 'He had five hundred privates - you know what a private does?' I nodded. 'You do?' said the miner.

Verse 59 from the chapter called Childhood

"How did it come back?"

"Who knows? But it always did, like a bad smell."

"What about his claws?"

"They were mist."

"Could they hurt you?"

"No: they would dissipate. But don't forget: his paws were real. They could hit you in the face - and the Lonely Planet must've been strong: he was the fastest thing on four legs - or, four paws, as the case was. He was so fast, he could outrun his own body - swear to God: if you were lucky enough to see him running by, you would see his tail was bigger by about six or seven feet: he would look hungry, 'cause he was thin - but that was just his body trying to catch up, like a comet - that's what people said his name was, before he died."

Verses 158-163 from the chapter called Childhood

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Usage of Luck in Sex for Children

A drawing of a man between a woman's legs in front of another man in a hospital bed

A literature book narrated by a pair of siblings on either side of the Atlantic whose profoundly weird sexual experiences pose a serious challenge to their traditional understanding of mathematicians, marriage, gay young men and God.

Therefore: tread carefully. Do not place yourself in dangerous positions. You were able to avoid having to paint her house, but you cannot avoid giving your piano lessons, which now appear to be the most ingenious device Indiana could ever have imagined. You certainly owe her a debt of gratitude for her patronage; I am still bewildered: who could've known that she had such an extensive social network in London? All well-to-do women with children just waiting to learn piano! You were certainly lucky for it. But you should finish your novel quickly and come home. Teaching piano is not your profession; it is only an excuse to live in London.

– Title 2, Regarding the Romaniac, Part 1, Section 34, Propogating a Concept of Duty, Paragraph 7

Somebody had written something in the margins - something in Hungarian. The writing was addressed to Albert but that was all I could understand. I had better luck reading the article: "Hungarian women are killing their men. What else could possibly explain the fact that Hungarian men die so young? No other country has such a disparity between the life expectancies of its men and women." I looked at the naked girl on the facing page. She was smiling devilishly, and for some reason she was sewing.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 1, The First Day, Part 1, Victory & Calendar Reform, Section 7, Revealing Literature, Paragraph 2, Clauses 5-11

NIKE: Alright, you can see it. Just hold on a sec. It's in here somewhere - Well, I'm glad these girls aren't the only ones workin' tonight. Just my luck: stopped by a couple a French pigs. - Here it is. You want it?

GEN: Were you here last night, Monsieur Romanov?

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 3, The Third Day, Part 1, Family & Welfare Reform, Section 3, Dealing With Arrest, Paragraphs 9-10

Your destiny is that everything is open to you: now that the world is so open, there is no reason not to apply this new experience that we gained by living through that suspension. And we have given you that legacy; you are all very lucky. You are children of the old millennium; and yet, you are living on the edge of the new one. Your generation is going to define that millennium for the rest of history. And we are all jealous of you: because this whole new world is waiting. It is true: you don't have to change it. You just have to enjoy it. Make it do what you want. That's all you have to do.

– Title 2, Regarding the Romaniac, Part 1, Section 30, Presenting Oneself to a Potential Husband, Paragraph 4, Clauses 7-16

Rothko, getting impatient, said he was sorry and proposed a stakeout. Nike was keen on walking around and searching, but smoking opium was also appealing. Considering that they could be guarding at least one exit, he agreed to return to the car. Luckily, Luka had not been apprehended.

– Title 3, Regarding a Dream, Chapter 2, The Second Day, Part 1, Labor & Economic Reform, Section 23, The Effects of Poverty, Paragraph 3

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Usage of Luck in Tsiga Tsiga Tsiga

Bullets whizzing by a statue of Nikola Tesla

A collection of stories featuring a sexy Parisian ghost, a spooky Moon base full of vagina-faced aliens, a policeman with an Irish name, a truck full of watermelons, a flautist, and a man who has to see another man about a diseased horse.

One day, Tae realized a woman was crying in Kwon's tent. He crossed his friend's field. He peered through the entrance. He could see Kwon consoling Do. Tae made a sound. Kwon came outside. He frowned. He said, "Do went for a walk in the hills. She caught Hong with Kong."

Tae's eyes went wild. "The boy?" Kwon nodded. "The old man?" Kwon nodded. "They were?" Kwon nodded. Tae laughed. "Six men. Six women. I guess they're lucky to have each other."

– from “How Tae & Bo Took Over the World and Kung & Fu Didn't,” an apocryphal bible story featuring a bunch of convicts

"Shut up," said the Captain, digging his knuckles into his desk. "You're lucky the Governor had his own naked business to attend to."

"How was I supposed to know the boat was owned by a parole officer?"

"By checking it out."

"And the bearded man?"

"That was the parole officer," said the Captain.

"The life jackets?"

"They were for his boat."

"What was he doing in Jersey?"

"That is none of your business, lieutenant."

"The drugs?"

– from “A Cop Named Patsy,” a funny story featuring a cop hot on the trail of an absurdly strange serial killer

Gog tested the carpet of corpses. It withstood his weight. He realized the hole he had cut into the serpent's side had given the beast an insatiable appetite. The wounds of Skin Smoother would not be so quick to heal. With any luck, thought Gog, the fish would trap the Greek ship.

Gog walked. Fish stretched for miles. Like a fly in a gigantic spider's web, the ship appeared on the horizon. It was mired in fish meat.

– from “In the Beginning, There was Gog,” a fantasy story featuring a man searching for the gods

The man obeyed. The helmet came off his head. Tatum was not surprised. It was Uzumaki.

"I came as soon as I lost your signal."

"You've been tracking me."

Uzumaki motioned towards the body. "Is he dead?" Tatum nodded. "It's better that way."

"Start talking."

"The woman and the child: are they safe?"

"You should be more concerned with this gun."

"I apologize, Ms. Read. This was bad luck."

– from “Dirty Manga People Are Disgusting,” a spooky story featuring a lesbian detective

"Do's not lucky."

"She's lucky to have you. Take her. Teach her about your Christ. She's not a child like Jing. She's smart. She'll listen."

Kwon thought about it. He realized it was a good idea. He asked Do to marry him.

"What?" she cried. "I'm pregnant with Hong's child. How can you stand to look at me?"

– from “How Tae & Bo Took Over the World and Kung & Fu Didn't,” an apocryphal bible story featuring a microcosm of society

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Usage of Luck in Sorry Ms. Jackson

Chiseled letters from an ancient stone tablet hanging on a wall

A real play. With drama in it. Talk fast. It takes two hours. Set in a guest house. In a small community. After a murder. Lots of suspicion. The characters learn to listen to each other. It's funny.

LUKE: She was nice.

ALICE: She was pretty.

LUKE: She brought me towels while I was in the pool.

ALICE: You are lucky that I love you, Luke. If I didn't love you-

– ACT II, lines 560-563

FLETCHER: Oh, marriage! Where would man be without thy warm bondage? Those who fear the rope will never know the pleasure of being tied up: of pushing with all one's might only to stand still. It is a perverse joy, indeed, to take the plunge through the trapdoor: to hear one's soul snapping in two, pushing one's heart into one's throat: to say the words, 'I do.' To wed and then to bed - how old-fashioned an order! One cannot help but desire permanence in such an ever-changing world. To oppose it, lashed to a rock, feeling its weight crush one's spirit, may be a Promethean punishment best reserved for the noble. It is no wonder that only the force of custom and law kept so many together for so long. Matrimony is not for the faint of heart. So watch out, you concubines and concubinaries - you cohabitants and live-in friends: both cataracts and calm pools await you, but no peace at that river's end: just the wide, gaping maw of dissoluteness and abandon: the ocean of human desire, with nothing to do but sink. So swim home, like salmon, and enjoy rest: the comfort you get from being tied up. My prayers were answered: I am a man again - and soon to be more: a husband. Wish me luck, for the night is still young, and many acts of husbandry await me.

– ACT II, line 550

(MS. JACKSON starts towards the music box)
GREY GOOSE: Don't look. You'll give us all away.

MS. JACKSON: What do you mean?

FLETCHER: It'd be impolite, Mother. A certain somebody would 'face the music.'

GREY GOOSE: How much is in there?

FLETCHER: You'll keep your word?

GREY GOOSE: Yes.

FLETCHER: If I'm lucky, three thousand dollars.

KOKOMO: Three thousand dollars! That means-

FLETCHER: We can retire.

KOKOMO: Thank God. My throat can't take it anymore.

– ACT II, lines 411-420

MS. JACKSON: I've been very happy with your service. You've become absolutely indispensable to this venture. Should you choose to continue with me far into the future, I would be most grateful. I already consider you a part of the family. If you should ever have the desire and the opportunity and the willingness to formalize that relationship - sacramentally speaking - I mean that in the fullest sense of the term - even if that requires a certain individual to confirm himself into the Catholic faith - I want you to know that you would enjoy my full support. I mean, namely, that, if one should be so lucky to have you for - I mean, if I should be so lucky to have - that is, I suspect you would find me a better mother-in-law than you have an employer. It's not that I pry. I've realized that - I'm not completely off the mark, am I?

KOKOMO: No. I simply never imagined I was so-

MS. JACKSON: Clearly it took me a while to - anyway: that's that.

KOKOMO: Thank you.

MS. JACKSON: It's incredible how much you remind me of me when I was your age. I too was filled with confidence. My family recognized my strength and valued it. I consider it my duty to strengthen others. May I confide in you?

KOKOMO: Yes.

MS. JACKSON: What I want to tell you isn't easy for me to describe. You have a right to know. I became pregnant with Fletcher before I was married. It took pressure, if not outright coercion, before Grey Goose finally agreed to wed - even though he had always talked about it as if it were a sure thing. I've never understood why it had to be like that, but I feel it's been at the root of most of the problems we've had. I just wanted you to know so that you could be careful.

KOKOMO: Thank you. I can't imagine how hard it must have been.

MS. JACKSON: Indeed. You see how long the pain can last. Be wary, child. Do not commit the same mistake I did.

KOKOMO: I won't.

– ACT II, lines 14-23

(MS. JACKSON starts towards the music box)

GREY GOOSE: Don't look. You'll give us all away.

MS. JACKSON: What do you mean?

FLETCHER: It'd be impolite, Mother. A certain somebody would 'face the music.'

GREY GOOSE: How much is in there?

FLETCHER: You'll keep your word?

GREY GOOSE: Yes.

FLETCHER: If I'm lucky, three thousand dollars.

KOKOMO: Three thousand dollars! That means-

FLETCHER: We can retire.

– ACT II, lines 411-419

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Usage of Luck in Miscellaneous Dingbats

The title of the book at the end of a string of miscellaneous dingbats

A story book full of short fiction stories. An interesting bedtime mystery. A fairy tale. Science fiction romance. Adult life. Uninspiring gay fiction. Horror.

Grendel's grandmother had caught her plucking leaves off an oak tree once. She told her that if Grendel plucked another leaf the Chinook would come and take her away. Grendel couldn't be sure a hair wasn't exactly like a leaf. She stopped touching it.

– from “Little Grendel's First Hair,” a fairy tale story about something unthinkable that unfortunately exists in real life

At the airlock Orbitz Número Dos shook hands with himself. He wished himself good luck. Orbitz Nombre Trois squeezed his hand and leaned in. He whispered, "It's surprising how easy it is to sacrifice everything." He pulled the hood of his skin suit over his head. He affixed his breathing apparatus. He took the body into the airlock.

Orbitz Número Dos stared as the outer doors of the airlock opened. He didn't know what to think. He watched himself leap into space with his own dead body hanging at his waist. It didn't make sense.

– from “The Death and Life of Captain Orbitz,” a science fiction romance written with Stanislaw Lem in mind, if you know who that is

The surveillance team was lucky they weren't airlocked into oblivion. They caught up with the transport. They rocketed past its puny sails. When the passengers disembarked at one of Earth's orbiting elevators Orbitz was among them. The men breathed a sigh of relief. They decided to cling to their subject like spoiled lettuce. If Orbitz was aware of them he didn't show it. He went straight to a curiosity shop outside of Lubbock, Texas. The men waited in the street in a nondescript white autovan. They plugged in their earpieces. They heard the jingling of a bell. Footsteps.

– from “The Death and Life of Captain Orbitz,” a science fiction romance dictated by my respect for Stanislaw Lem, if you know who that is

Many months of data later, the professor observed Mark and Bill climbing up the hill at a time that gave them according to his calculations a 92% chance of engaging in a collision. He was hardly able to contain his excitement. He almost tripped over the tripod as he was going out the door. He was lucky he didn't break his camera.

– from “Wrong Again,” a success story about unpleasant things that unfortunately exist in real life

Titan's reign as the premier scientific facility in the inner solar system had showered young Pfizer T. Microsoft with a mythic sense of destiny. His great-great-great-grandfather was part of the team that had pulled the errant moon away from the clutches of its gas giant back when man's mastery of gravity was still in its infancy. It didn't matter to Pfizer that his grandfather had been more or less a sanitation engineer. He had traveled across the branes on a trip to Andromeda. To survive one plunge in a tesseract was to be lucky. His grandfather survived three. He was nearly a thousand earth years old when he retired to Peoria. The meager savings he had invested prior to his first departure had with compound interest mushroomed to the fortune that had funded two of Pfizer's three graduate degrees. Pfizer owed the old man a post on Titan.

– from “Titan's Reign,” a science fiction story that can't escape its own gravity even at light speed

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Collocation of Luck in the Fiction Corpus

Table of Collocation for the Word "Luck."

This table lists in descending order of frequency a selection of word pairs that appear in the Fiction Corpus and groups them according to the morphological derivation of the word luck that appears in the pair.

TypeWORDFrequency
TOTAL # of occurencesMCDONALDSJESUSSEXTSIGAJACKSONDINGBATS
modern/sloppybiblical/tersepoetic/high-browhard/fasttalkymixed salad
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I have yet to perform a collocation analysis of "luck." I hope I can get it done sometime soon. -Michal

Love is the answer...

What are we waiting for? Let's accept it!

Are you a eunuch?

The art show that defies abuse

Still Life, Patriarchy

Contemporary wall art to remind us that Father always says Father knows best

To promote democracy, the strong must empty themselves of their strength. The weak must be granted the opportunity to grow strong. We cannot force the end of patriarchy. To do so simply perpetuates feudalism under a different name.

A miniature portrait of MichalMargo at the beach

Your support keeps the "Luck" page alive...

If you love women and art...

Michal's exporting art from Poland...is he daft?

Michal's Sales Pitch
Lot 1: Silesian Handicrafts

  1. T-shirt fundraiser for sale

    Handcrafted t-shirt fundraiser for sale.

    Last T-Shirt with the logo that I designed. Pointer

    From a set of, I believe, twenty produced by Margo and given out to a portion of the last 20 women to finish the 20th anniversary Fiat Road Race in Bielsko-Biała, cf. the movie. This is the last one left in it's original packaging and my supporters - like the poor women of Bielsko - are going to have to fight for it. Whoever invests the most money with me, and who lets me borrow it to invest in the next lot, will not only be rewarded with some beautiful piece of art, but will get this priceless t-shirt as a reward for being my top supporter. $1000.00 or best offer. Remember to authorize me to hold the sum as credit against a future purchase and to authorize me to borrow against it.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #1 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  2. Felt handbag for sale

    Handcrafted felt handbag for sale.

    Felt bag by Dorota. Pointer

    Entirely hand-sewn. Base: polyester felt, 100% PE. Motif: South American woolen yarn, dyed, 100% wool. Hand-worked with a needle. Unique and inimitable design. Inside: cotton fabric, closes with zipper, inside pocket. Available now for $220.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #2 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  3. Decorative collar for sale

    Handcrafted decorative collar for sale.

    Decorative collar by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Ethnic layered cloth jewelry constructed on a cotton base and adorned with ribbons, tassels, and a yellow fringe. Fastened on the side with 11 buttons, fitted entirely with a pleasant lining. The style is an Indo-Asian-African multinational color combination. The collar is very extravagant and an extraordinary addition to any clothing, guaranteed to attract attention. Just a simple dress and a unique image is ready. Dry-cleaning recommended. Available now for $200.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #3 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  4. Seamless handbag for sale

    Handcrafted seamless handbag for sale.

    Handbag by Sylwia. Pointer

    Handmade from felted all-natural Australian and South American wool. Entirely felted, seamless. Finished with a white lining, inside is a small pocket. Lining is sewn and stitched in by hand. Available now for $180.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #4 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  5. Patchwork quilt for sale

    Handcrafted patchwork quilt for sale.

    Patchwork quilt by Alicja. Pointer

    Bedspread made of cotton and polyester material. Inserted with polyester lining. 90 by 70 cm. Available now for $120.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #5 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  6. Nuno-felt shawl for sale

    Handcrafted nuno-felt shawl for sale.

    Shawl by Sylwia. Pointer

    Scarf made ​​with the nuno felting technique (wet felting fibre into a silk gauze) using South American wool. Two-sided scarf with latticework at the ends. Wholly in the colors red, black, green in an abstract pattern. Available now for $100.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #6 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  7. Clara the doll for sale

    Handcrafted clara the doll for sale.

    Clara by Alicja. Pointer

    Clara loves roses and greenery, adores tormenting spiders with long legs and sleeping soundly in the afternoon. Cuddly toy made of cotton and polyester, stuffed with polyester lining. Available now for $70.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #7 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  8. Noah the doll for sale

    Handcrafted noah the doll for sale.

    Noah by Alicja. Pointer

    Noah doesn't know what to like and what not to like but keeps wondering and thinking about it. Cuddly toy made of cotton and polyester, stuffed with polyester lining. Available now for $70.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #8 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  9. Black suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted black suspenders for sale.

    Black suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders from black material with a rose motif on one side and striped cotton on the other. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #9 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  10. Orange suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted orange suspenders for sale.

    Orange suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders made of denim and orange material with a Polish floral folk design. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #10 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  11. Green suspenders for sale

    Handcrafted green suspenders for sale.

    Green suspenders by Zuzanna. Pointer

    Two-sided suspenders made of denim and green material with a mountain folk design. Connected by a leather triangle. Adjustable length. Hand washing in cold water recommended. Available now for $50.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #11 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  12. Felt earrings for sale

    Handcrafted felt earrings for sale.

    Felt earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: South American woolen yarn, dyed, 100% wool. Hand-worked with a needle. Pendant of anti-allergenic metal. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #12 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  13. Round ceramic earrings for sale

    Handcrafted round ceramic earrings for sale.

    Round ceramic earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: Glazed ceramics, hand-molded. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #13 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  14. Oblong ceramic earrings for sale

    Handcrafted oblong ceramic earrings for sale.

    Oblong ceramic earrings by Dorota. Pointer

    Material: Glazed ceramics, hand-molded. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #14 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

  15. 'Coral' necklace for sale

    Handcrafted 'coral' necklace for sale.

    Corals by Sylwia. Pointer

    Necklace made ​​of cotton pieces with organdy and decorated with beads, suspended on cotton strings. Can be worn as a necklace, as a brooch or as a belt tied at the side. Available now for $40.00. Ships free of additional charge via USPS (uninsured) unless otherwise directed.

    To purchase please mail a USPS money order in an envelope clearly marked Lot #1/Item #15 to M. Slaby at house number 201 on Ridge Road in the town of West Milford, in the state of New Jersey, one of the beautiful United States of America. The postal code is 07480-3112.

Handcrafted t-shirt fundraiser
Handcrafted felt handbag
Handcrafted decorative collar
Handcrafted seamless handbag
Handcrafted patchwork quilt
Handcrafted nuno-felt shawl
Handcrafted clara the doll
Handcrafted noah the doll
Handcrafted black suspenders
Handcrafted orange suspenders
Handcrafted green suspenders
Handcrafted felt earrings
Handcrafted round ceramic earrings
Handcrafted oblong ceramic earrings
Handcrafted 'coral' necklace