but not a drop...near our house...yet. Praying the 5 mile buffer will be enough.
Swirling, raging storm
greedily devours all;
windswept hills aglow.
Sunday, September 04, 2011
Thursday, September 01, 2011
Really? Why not?
Posted by bluesugarpoet at 8:28 PM
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
I love reading the craigslist ads - not because I need to buy anything...I just like to see what people sell and for how much. I like to think about responding to ads too. Here are a few random items for sale and the responses I imagine I'd like to send:
Postal Exam Guide - only 5 bucks.
"In regard to your Postal Exam guide, I'd like to know if it really works. No, I'm not really interested in actually taking the exam. I'd just like to be informed of your present anxiety level and whether or not you've been hired by a local post office yet."
Cold Dorm Fridge
"Too bad your fridge is cold. I was really looking for a warm one - something like a microwave..."
"I see that you are selling 18 PEZ dispensers with your food scale. Is this a package deal?"
Posted by bluesugarpoet at 7:09 PM
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
"Voices," as inspired by this photo on Clarity of Night for the short fiction contest.
"What? Why not?"
"You heard me newbie. Put your hand down."
"Okay - no need to get testy, dude. Putting hand down. Have you always been so bossy? And why are we whispering?"
"I keep us alive."
"Us? There’s more!? Dude, that's friggin' awesome! We’ll have kick-ass parties!"
"Great. Juvenile delinquent. Just what we need."
"Whatever, dude. Sounds like it was a little boring in here before I arrived! Face it. You NEED me!"
"Great. Narcissistic too."
"Nevermind. The rules: hands to self, talk low, and speak responsibly."
"So many rules! Why haven’t I heard anyone else speak, BTW?"
"Listen, "dude," shut it for 10 seconds, and someone would have a chance to speak."
"Sorry. It's just so AWESOME! You know he talks TO me! Sometimes he DOES what I SAY!"
"Yes, so you must be careful. We whisper because our voices hold great power."
"Watch through the eye. 'Get it! Is it sharp enough?!'"
"Dude, wow. He is sharpening it! You didn't even tell him to do that! That's friggin' AWESOME!!"
"Power of suggestion. Whisper."
"Oops - sorry. Will he do bad things?"
"Not all of us speak responsibly; we've spent years silenced in result. We can endure silence, but that's hell for him. He needs us."
"You actually care?”
"After several decades, he grows on you."
"You know, you're a cool old dude.”
"I'll take that as a compliment."
Posted by bluesugarpoet at 1:15 PM