Bits and Bobs

Bits and Bobs

I found a few things that I wrote but didn’t do anything with; I am going to share them now. Just for fun.

iPod

“The insides of my ears are throbbing a warm pulse with every heart beat becoming more and more tight, I will not take out the ear buds. The music is my only anchor to peace. When I take them out the real world comes too close, touching and pushing. Too close, the people come with their smiles, sticky hands and wet breathe. As long as the music is with me there is a transparent bubble that bounces the people back to their place. Boing!

            Ralph has been slinking around the perimeter of my bubble attempting to get my attention with some paperwork. My eyes are glazed over, the bubble gives the real world a hazy summer day feel and I fall into that haze. I work on my computer as an automaton finishing assignments with minimal thought just the ebb and flow of my smooth flexible fingers.”

I CLEARLY wrote this while I was at work. Hahahaha! I am REALLY a great people person as this selection illustrates. By the way, I do not work with someone named Ralph; I have changed the name to protect the innocent.

Death

“Death was last seen in the auction room looking worried … David Lehamn

Everyone knew that Death was absentminded, too many people were still living for that not to be true, the entire Graduating class of Claireville High School 1901 could still be seen shuffling along the middle of Main Street hoping that someone would succeed in running them over. Of course this never happened the townsfolk were honest law abiding citizens and would not dream of usurping another’s position. It was Death’s job to handle the afterlife and all trappings that went with it, if Death was not performing his job correctly it was not up to the town to make the reprimand it was God’s responsibility. A small town like Claireville was also very strictly Protestant and none of those newfangled ideas, from the big city, about self-determination and self-reliance could take hold in such a town where everything had been the same since even the class of 1901 could remember.

Yearly Town Auction – Mostly all of the towns’ items were switched around from house to house because no one new came in to town and no one outside of town knew about the auction.

The Big Black Steamer Trunk – always filled with something new the hot ticket item for the auction, each year the steamer trunk would mysteriously fill with new and different items, whoever got the trunk was envied for the entire year

Death’s Shoes – when death lived in the middle of town in the prettiest two story Victorian that he had personally restored with impeccable craftsmanship, it became difficult to leave for work without the entire town knowing about it. Death had a special pair of shoes that would make him stealthy as a cat and quiet as a mouse. Where are the shoes?

Claire Number  12 – Very inquisitive, named for the town, in fact most of the young girls born in Claireville were named Claire and had to be given a number designation, the poor school teacher would become so frustrated before the designations were implemented that she would tear out her hair, that is why she now boasts the prettiest wig in town made up of not 3 but 5 different hair colors. Claire was very clumsy, shy, and bored.”

I found that quote online in one of those “Get started writing now!” websites and I think I had a good idea. Not sure exactly where I was going with it though and I wonder why I didn’t continue? Hmmmm … I guess if anyone wants to help the little story along send me ideas. ; )

Right Now … Allie and I made pasta salad, muffins and Chocolate Brittle last night. I pulled a chair up to the counter so that she could be my Quality Control Representative. She thought the black olives were a wonderful addition to the salad, the peanut butter chips had a good smooth texture and the muffins were good for throwing.

 

Right Now … My baby is a dancing queen. She also makes me laugh.

Have a great weekend everyone!