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Sunday, August 12, 2007

will it work?

Sorry for the unexpected delays and the short coded messages

You see, I was just recently kidnapped by a vigilante hidden camera show who occupied me with their twisted scenerio for several days

The symptoms of their severity were quite clear. They had come to correct some of their past trangressions by sacrificing my ideas to their fossil-fuel fires.

Hopeful children sit quietly, trying to go unnoticed while a generation gets stripped, searched, and stranded with nothing but a mixing bowl culture to think about.

Stretch

Stretch again

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Tuesday, July 24, 2007

perfidy

a Preist,

a Businessman,

a Soldier,

and a Politician

walk into a bar

this is no normal bar, mind you

the Priest is required his cross, the Businessman his promise, the Soldier his gun, and the Politician a sexy soundbite to gain entrance to this exclusive club...

the Priest kisses his cross, and is admitted to the inner circle...

the Businessman mortgages his morality and breezes easily by...

the Soldier creates collateral damage and is given a ticker tape parade as he walks in...

the Politician proudly announces that, "Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children. This is not a way of life at all in any true sense. Under the clouds of war, it is humanity hanging on a cross of iron."

The Politician is rejected for his ridiculousness

Seeing the sumptuous salon just beyond his grasp, he clears his throat, straightens his ties, and tries again. "Those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable."

The Politician is denied access and slapped silly for the absurdity

Smelling the sweets and wanting to see inside, he suggests, "War may sometimes be a necessary evil. But no matter how necessary, it is always an evil, never a good. We will not learn how to live together in peace by killing each other's children."

The man is made a laughingstock for all of those behind him in line...

Craving the blinking lights, tasty brews, and free bread, he tilts his head, smirks and finally says, "Bring them on."

the Owner, the Manager, and the Bouncers smile

the Politician eagerly enters only to find the Priest, the Businessman, and the Soldier engaged in an awkward embrace...


(special thanks to DDE, JFK, JECjr, and GWB)

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Thursday, July 19, 2007

vignette from a rest stop

The Man stands in a rest stop's convenience store. No one is around to help him.
He spots a table bell at the counter. After another moment, he softly rings the bell.

A Worker arrives very quickly.

WORKER
May i help you sir?

MAN
Yes, how much is this water?

WORKER
That'll be five dollars.

MAN
No, just the water

WORKER
Yes sir, five dollars.

MAN
I'm not paying five dollars for a bottle of water

WORKER
Okay.

Pause

MAN
How much is that gum?

WORKER
Ten dollars

MAN
Ten dollars!?

WORKER
Yes sir, in packs of three.

MAN
three packs for ten dollars?

WORKER
no, three packs will cost thirty dollars.

MAN
I don't want three packs.

WORKER
A single pack costs 13.95

MAN
Never mind. I don't want anything.

WORKER
Four dollars, sir.

MAN
I'm sorry?

WORKER
No need to apologize, it's just a service charge.

MAN
For what?

WORKER
Well, you did ring the bell…

MAN
So?

WORKER
expedited services without a follow thru transaction. Sir,our policy is clearly stated on our website.

MAN
I'm not paying a service charge. It's... Unconstitutional.

WORKER
Are you familiar with the seventh amendment?

MAN
No.

WORKER
your bill is now five dollars.

MAN
Why

WORKER
Conflict charge. Sir, this isn't getting any cheaper.

MAN
I'm leaving

WORKER
We have your tag number. We'll send a bill to your home.

MAN
Go ahead.

WORKER
We'll blacklist you.

Man leaves.

WORKER
You'll never pee on this interstate again!

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Tuesday, July 17, 2007

lost parables

and so goodbye again!

our remember-whens will sit like an oasis in my mind

come next time I will be your muse and soothe that furrowed brow

anyhow I can leap tall buildings because of you

I'll thank you for today and then I'll see you when I see you again

my lifelong friend…

you feed my phoenix

I feel you like family

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Monday, July 16, 2007

What’s bothering me?

Carol is stopped at a green light again. She's lost in a familiar thought cycle, one that constantly buzzes in the back of her mind. 'It's not money, we're fine….it's not Greg, he's great…it's not –'
An irritated parp from the compact behind her is all that's needed to get her back into the rhythm. In one motion, Carol flips the left blinker and turns up the volume on the radio. Having just dropped Bradley off at class, she usually lets herself unwind a bit before getting to her job. It's that new band everyone is talking about. Is everyone talking about them or did she just hear someone say that everyone was talking about them? Well, either way it's got kind of a tasty, big mac quality to it.
The merge onto the expressway wasn't smooth this morning. Carol swears that woman who almost ran her into the shoulder was her best friend in high school. Elizabeth? Evelyn? Whatever. If it was her, she'd put on some weight. Life would be better if we had wide-open roads to zoom around on. Nothing but you and the horizon. Like in the car commercials. The commercial for her and Greg's truck was fantastic.
A cacophony of horns erupts behind Carol. She's still sitting at the light as it turns red. Why is her blinker on? She needs to go straight. To her right, that man still paces impatiently, checking the time on his phone every ten seconds or so. He has the same truck as she and greg. It sits next to her in the right turn lane with it's hood open, steaming and spitting. She hopes her and Greg's truck doesn't end up doing that. You certainly don't see that sort of thing in the commercials. In the commercial for her and Greg's truck there are helicopters, and off-road adventures.
"we have this nice new truck… Bradley is doing well in his classes and sports programs…so…..

what's bothering me?"

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Saturday, July 14, 2007

luvlingers…

writing to you from both sides of my brain today
these train tracks are pointed in the wrong direction
or maybe it's my intentions
am I a reflection of your hopes or your fears?
two years, hear again and
some new things to remember
a happily healing wheneverafter
your laughter massages like your busy fingers
stick around,
stay a while,
linger luv,
linger...

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Friday, July 13, 2007

new words for 'Sorry for the Coldfusion...'

don't know where it fits yet

from "Sorry for the Coldfusion...(tales from Half Earth)

Barry and Sarah are mid-scene, the OtherCouple slowly moves through their gesture series opposite stage. Barry is complaining about the Firebeasts topside who seem to be multiplying exponentially.

Sarah: I thought you were a firefighter before things got fragmented, what's the fuss?

Barry: No, I was a pilot, which makes me the best candidate to fly the Ark, in my opinion.

Sarah: the ark?

Barry: That's what we are calling our Rocket Ship to Salvation.

Sarah: aw, geez... Why are you a candidate? Will there be an election?

Barry: Well, there will be nominations. From there the leaders will choose. They know what's best.

Sarah: hmmmmm...

Barry: Who were you before everything unravelled?

Sarah: I honestly cannot remember.

Barry: lucky you

Sarah: I'm not so sure - i think i was madly in love

Barry: Now there's a word that could use a good redefining.

Sarah: Maybe I was a Mother of nine, a doting new Grandmother...

Barry: You don't seem old enough to have had nine kids, let alone Grandchildren.

Sarah: Perhaps I was a fire dancer entertaining and amazing people around the world.

Barry: Good thing you were on this side the day the show stopped.

Sarah: Yeah, I would have never gotten stuck in this hole with you, drifting slowly from the sun...

Barry: C'mon, it's not all bad.

Sarah: I think that's the first positive thing I've heard you say...

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Monday, July 02, 2007

...He briefly assumed the Powers and Duties of the Presidency as Acting President...

In the last five hundred daze of the last 'Democratically Elected Administration,' the Leader of the Most Powerful Nation on Earth quietly stepped down, paving the way for a Man-Made Armageddon that made Revelations look like a Less Horrible Option...

It was a Tuesday in September when the casually dressed President declared from his Southern Ranch that he really didn't want to go to work anymore. He had six reasons for staying put, six excuses for his horrible performance as the Country's Chief Executive, and six pardons to dole out before he officially quit and told everyone to go away and leave him alone...

There was a universal 'oh shit' shared across the planet:

first by the acedemics who immediately realized the consequences of the president's resignation, and the threat it was to their posh livelihoods

then by the business people who realized that the game was on and that they gotta choke up and hit this opportunity out of the ballpark

then by the workers who immediately scattered their unions and changed their names

eventually, within the hour, the whole world was muttering and crying, wishing they had never helped as much as they did to humanity's decline

and now they had no choice. there was a New Leader who had the laws, who had the guns, who had the plans

all basic rights were suspended at the inaugural address

the bombs started dropping on or 'Enemies' immediately

everyone was asked to neatly dispose of their reamaing assets in the supplied containers

as the New Leader sat and grinned...

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Friday, June 29, 2007

against the grain

top ten reasons i'm not buying an iphone

10. i need buttons

9. rather not have my life in apple's pocket

8. radiation, radiation, radiation...

7. i surely would lose it just as soon as i began relying on it

6. i don't think my needs match what it offers

5. my social life would suffer further

4. i like porn on big screens

3. i'm holding out for the Mandarax

2. i've decided to hang behind on the technology train, content with my abekas, pinball games, the discs of tron and several generations-old computers

1. i fear it would make me stupider

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Wednesday, June 27, 2007

historical interlude part two, in bullet form

Leon Plunkett, August and Molly's middle child was a healer like his mother, but cursed to take on the afflictions of his patients for short periods of time

socially he tended to be a wallflower, sitting alone and suffering silently

his younger sister photographed him when ever they met, keeping a book of his rapid aging and tender smiles

Leon was named after Leo Von Plunkett, August's father and the Great Peace Maker of the Last Silly War

Leon never married and drifted further from his clan as he attracted more and more severe patients

some said he was a gift from god but he never really understood what they meant

molly never allowed mythology in their home when he was growing up

his last patient claims to have been dead on the table and Leon resurrected him by dying in his stead

though never wed, leon did leave a child orphaned, one borne out of a short but passionate relationship with a patient who thought she was far too old to ever get pregnant.

they named the baby GoodLuck and he was sent to live with his grandparents at the tender age of two.

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