A guy on twitter thought my short story
"Lumber Land" was inspired in part by a
17th-century alchemist who
distilled 50 buckets of pee until the distilled pee glowed in the dark and spontaneously caught on fire. Nope! First I'm hearing of it. It's a coincidence, though it's just the kind of story I like, and as my twitter friend points out, my protagonist complains that his
urine is
phosphorescent and then discusses his plans for a
hamburger restaurant called "Amburger" (the alchemist in question lived in Hamburg). I guess I just think like
an alchemist! Incidentally, the Amburger concept is solid. If any of you are investors, read the story and get back to me.