Antoine Shirdlu

Philologist & Gadabout

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Thank You for Lending me Your Dysentery
A travelogue

By the fourth day, I had started to regret having drunk the stagnant water from the temple tsukubai.

Sigma Unknown
A Statistics Thriller

Yes, I had the numbers. Yes, I had the data. But what was the significance of it all?!

The Future History of Bagg
Short Story

It was — without a doubt — the most delicious food in the known universe. Of course, anyone who was anyone already knew that. And anyone who didn’t probably couldn’t afford it, anyway.

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About the author

My parents told me I was descended from some royalty or other... but, you know, before the revolution, so don't expect any wealthy uncles. In researching that claim, the best I could discover is that I'm the great-grandchild of August Shirdlu, polymath and ne'er-do-well. (Polymath may be a bit strong... the old man was a collector of failed pursuits.) On my best days I am an aspirant to notoriety. On my worst, I'm an aspirant of those hard candies my nan keeps in a crystal bowl on her coffee-table. I've summited the lowest peaks, I've swum the shallowest oceans, and have never shied from an excursion so long as it's a modestly short post-prandial constitutional. I am a fancier of cheese, a delighter in esoterica, and I once bowled a 400.