Monday, September 30, 2013

Zeroing In


“Hahhhhhnnnnnnnn!”

“Wohhhhhhhnnnn!”

“Hawwwwwwnnnnnnn!'

“Wahhhwwwwnnnn!”

“Hwahhhwwwhhhnnn! Like that. Every time in first gear. Mechanic says it's normal but it never sounded like that before. So annoying. Oh crap, is he looking at us? Act casual.”


Saturday, September 21, 2013

Third Arm Too


“If that was a baseball, would you barge in here with a bat?!”

“I... what? Whoa, are you attaching a second head to that guy?”

“Out! Security! Somebody get him out of here!”

“Fine! But if this hospital wasn't here, this could be a golf course! Think about that! Now who's intruding? Oh, hello officers. Yes, no problem. Just let me mark my ball first.”

Friday, September 20, 2013

He's Just Having Coffee



“Honey, where's the car?”

“In the driveway.”

“Well crap, somebody stole our car.”

“Oh, I remember, there was a car blocking the driveway so I parked in front of the neighbors.”

“It's not there.”

“The other neighbors.”

“Oh. Whoo. What a way to start the morning.”

“I'm running late. Please tell me you won't just have coffee for breakfast?”

“Yeah, I'll fix something. Then I guess it's back to chiseling.”

Monday, September 16, 2013

Project E-D


“The engineers tell me it's perfectly safe.”

“No, I mean, are you sure we have to go through with this?”

“You know how important this meeting is.”

“Yes, but I can't help but feel that they were joking.”

“Look, it's simple, the guys in PR explained it all to me. Symbolic flight, shooting out over the world, the thrust of a new beginning, it's seminal, it's...”

“Wait, hang on. What am I symbolizing?”

“You're the voyager, the explorer. This is an act of discovery, of creation, a blossoming of energy and velocity and sacrifice...”

“I'm getting out.”

“No, no, I'm talking about the sacrifice of building this machine, the cost. Look at the size of this thing! Do you know how many man-hours were spent erecting it? But seriously, it'll be fine.”

“Will it?”

“Maybe. No. Yeah, get out. This is a terrible idea.”

Sunday, September 8, 2013

Get Served?


“Excuse me, waiter?”

“Yes, sir?”

“I can't stop looking at my fish.”

“I'm sorry?”

“I can't seem to look away. It's almost like it's trying to tell me something.”

“Perhaps I should get the manager. One moment, please.”

“Are you going to talk? Hmm? Yes? No, I didn't think so."

“Sir, I'm the manager, how can I help you?”

“Yes, I can't… Oh! That did it. That was weird. It was like if I looked away, or even blinked, I was going to miss something... uh oh.”

“That fish. Did that fish just...?”

Thursday, September 5, 2013

The Ancient Greek Buildings In The Distance?


“I saw a girl in the park yesterday. She was sitting on the ground with two others, her legs drawn up, her arms around her knees. Head down, long hair, never saw her face. It feels dumb and cliched that I felt something, but it also seems mysterious. Like if there were a thousand girls in the same pose I still would have noticed her.”

“Savor it. The sharpness, the doubt, the sadness, the regret. It's the purest of loves. And the memory will be gone soon enough. It's perfect.”

“But I feel like there's something I'm not getting. Something about myself, something about the world, absurdly obvious and I can't see it. It's right there, right in front of me...”