My eyes felt like two tons.
As I struggled to open them, I heard a familiar voice. But not the familiar voice I was expecting.
"Are you ok?"
Danielle?
"You know you brought this on yourself."
What does she mean? This was surreal.
I managed a barley audible "Why?"
"I know this is going to sound ridiculous."
Saturday, April 1, 2017
Wednesday, March 29, 2017
The Conspiracy, Part 8: Persistence
"Stop staring at me!"
The voice was unmistakable--it was the panic that sounded out of place.
"Tell me", I whispered--admittedly, it was kind of creepy.
"No!"
I persisted, the voice, a little louder. "Tell me now!"
"No, LEAVE ME ALONE!"
I had never seen or heard Chewy like this. This was too good to pass up.
The voice was unmistakable--it was the panic that sounded out of place.
"Tell me", I whispered--admittedly, it was kind of creepy.
"No!"
I persisted, the voice, a little louder. "Tell me now!"
"No, LEAVE ME ALONE!"
I had never seen or heard Chewy like this. This was too good to pass up.
Saturday, March 25, 2017
The Conspiracy, Part 7: The Bottom Of It
Another loud roar from the living room.
As I tried to get work done on Saturday night, I couldn't concentrate. For some reason, there were a number of controlled explosions coming from the vicinity of the new television set. I was jealous that others were getting a chance to enjoy the new fruit of my labors but work had to be done.
Still, I couldn't figure out why everyone was so into whatever was going on. The Stanley Cup playoffs had not started yet. No NBA playoffs. My family isn't into the Minnesota high school scene for basketball or hockey. Hell, my family could usually care less about sports unless it was Nate and the Golden State Warriors or Danielle and the Twins.
"Go Gonzaga!"
As I tried to get work done on Saturday night, I couldn't concentrate. For some reason, there were a number of controlled explosions coming from the vicinity of the new television set. I was jealous that others were getting a chance to enjoy the new fruit of my labors but work had to be done.
Still, I couldn't figure out why everyone was so into whatever was going on. The Stanley Cup playoffs had not started yet. No NBA playoffs. My family isn't into the Minnesota high school scene for basketball or hockey. Hell, my family could usually care less about sports unless it was Nate and the Golden State Warriors or Danielle and the Twins.
"Go Gonzaga!"
Friday, March 24, 2017
The Conspiracy, Part 6: Leaving Las Vegas
The plane started to rumble again.
Uggh. I hate flying.
As I squirmed in my seat, my Dad looked over.
"You know, I could fall asleep if you would stop grabbing the seat in front of you."
And I could sleep if the plane would just land.
"Why are you so jumpy today?"
"Today? I'm always this way on a plane."
Uggh. I hate flying.
As I squirmed in my seat, my Dad looked over.
"You know, I could fall asleep if you would stop grabbing the seat in front of you."
And I could sleep if the plane would just land.
"Why are you so jumpy today?"
"Today? I'm always this way on a plane."
Monday, March 20, 2017
The Conspiracy, Part 5: Vegas
Not again.
I looked at the machine. Then I looked at my beer. The beer was full. In fact, it was my first one of the day. And at my age, you don't start drinking in Vegas until at least lunchtime.
But the machine was my concern.
You wouldn't expect someone to be concerned about a video poker machine that was displaying a royal flush. But the fact that it was the third one of the weekend, brought me pause. Like maybe I was passed out in my hotel room and this had all been a dream.
I looked at the machine. Then I looked at my beer. The beer was full. In fact, it was my first one of the day. And at my age, you don't start drinking in Vegas until at least lunchtime.
But the machine was my concern.
You wouldn't expect someone to be concerned about a video poker machine that was displaying a royal flush. But the fact that it was the third one of the weekend, brought me pause. Like maybe I was passed out in my hotel room and this had all been a dream.
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