The sun had finally broken free of the chains that had been a cold and dreary winter. The warm golden rays penetrating through the heavy gray clouds that had hung in the sky like a thick wool blanket, replacing them with soft fluffy white ones. The sky had returned to it's pale blue color filling the horizon with birds of every kind. Their happy chirping signifying that wonderful change in season which causes the heart to be filled with the joy of the new and living.
The warmth of this day was enough to arouse the little ones from their wintery comas and take to the streets on their bicycles, turning about in culdesacs, and jumping small ramps. Large, green oak leaves hung low over sidewalks, on sagging branches, which the children ran their bikes underneath, slapping the tops of their heads in an amusing fashion. They would start at one end peddling quickly, then jump the cracks which the oak trees roots had caused, lifting themselves in their seats, letting the soft leaves graze their heads. They giggled as though no one else had ever done such things, and that this moment in time was uniquely like no other.
Sounds of lawn mowers and weed eaters filled the air around the neighborhood, as folks took to the outdoors allowing the warmth of the sun to melt away what remained of the wintery slush. Their frozen souls dethawling with each strip of grass cut or row of weeds clipped along dull gray chain link fence lines. Beads of sweat now replaced cold shivers, and white tank tops, thick snow jackets.
Barbecues were lit once again; chicken legs and shish kabobs turning into scrumptious family get togethers, grilling atop open flames, filling noses everywhere with the smells of the new season. Children running around the yard with flash lights, hiding from one another behind thick trees and plush lawn furniture as the unlucky finder counts to thirty. Moms and dads enjoying the company of adult friends, sipping on frozen margaritas and cold beer, talking about other friends who couldn't make it. Ice tea that had brewed earlier in the open sun being stirred with two cups of sugar and slices of lemon, mom serving it to their friends, as dad sets out dishes of potato salad and baked beans. Paper plates, plastic silverware, sparkling glasses, joyful children, good friends, all fixtures of a radiant spring day.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
Herb Eaversgood
Herb was not a handsome man, in fact he was not even your average Joe; he was homely at best. He had a pale white face, two tiny beads for eyes which resembled a brown marble, and a nose the was broken. His teeth stuck out of his mouth like an old mule, they were stained with a yellow residue that nothing he bought over the counter could whiten. When he talked, people stood at a respectful distance, one that didn't reveal that they did so to avoid the ass like smell that was his ora.
He had never had many friends, had often wondered why? Had asked many a girl out in high school, but never walked away victorious. He once was turned down by a crack whore, who had been Jonesing so bad she would have done anyone, except for him. When he came of age he had called many an escort service, but when they came to his house to turn the trick, and saw him, they asked, pretending; "would you like to buy some girl scout cookies." However the trick was on them, because Samoas were his favorite. He had gotten naked with a girl once, however she was unaware that he was hiding in the next room when he did so, having snuck through a window in her house. Her name was Betty White, not the actress, and not white. He had fallen in love with her while in junior high, she was a cheer leader, he wasn't even considered a nerd, not even a dork, in fact, he was not considered at all, except when he passed by somone and the smell that followed penetrated their noses.
When he walked it was with a slight limp due to a small hump on his back, that he played off as a large zit. Once, a doctor tried to pop it but when he did it bit his head off, and then spit it out. The hump became his only friend, they would go on and on for hours talking about nothing imparticular, carry on goofily. The hump, he named Raul, was a hairy little thing, that reaked of puke and fecis, was red around the edge, and often spewed forth pus. Raul one time had gotten sick, and the pus was worse that day. He caughed, and puked, and did not get any better. Herb grew concerned, Raul was his best friend, and he believed he might not survive if something were to happen to him. In fact, after taking Raul to the doctor, Herb was told because Raul was sick, he himself would not survive, that Raul was cancerous, and was spreading the foul junk throughout the rest of his body. Herb left saddened, not for himself, but for Raul, because the only way to save his life, was to have Raul removed.
Herb decided against the operation, even though Raul begged him. Raul became so angry about it that he would swell casuing severe pain to Herb, who just took his morphine to ease it.
After a few months of dealing with it, Herb died, Raul not long behind him. When Herb did die, Raul cried, but he was the only one, as no one had come to the funeral, except for he.
He had never had many friends, had often wondered why? Had asked many a girl out in high school, but never walked away victorious. He once was turned down by a crack whore, who had been Jonesing so bad she would have done anyone, except for him. When he came of age he had called many an escort service, but when they came to his house to turn the trick, and saw him, they asked, pretending; "would you like to buy some girl scout cookies." However the trick was on them, because Samoas were his favorite. He had gotten naked with a girl once, however she was unaware that he was hiding in the next room when he did so, having snuck through a window in her house. Her name was Betty White, not the actress, and not white. He had fallen in love with her while in junior high, she was a cheer leader, he wasn't even considered a nerd, not even a dork, in fact, he was not considered at all, except when he passed by somone and the smell that followed penetrated their noses.
When he walked it was with a slight limp due to a small hump on his back, that he played off as a large zit. Once, a doctor tried to pop it but when he did it bit his head off, and then spit it out. The hump became his only friend, they would go on and on for hours talking about nothing imparticular, carry on goofily. The hump, he named Raul, was a hairy little thing, that reaked of puke and fecis, was red around the edge, and often spewed forth pus. Raul one time had gotten sick, and the pus was worse that day. He caughed, and puked, and did not get any better. Herb grew concerned, Raul was his best friend, and he believed he might not survive if something were to happen to him. In fact, after taking Raul to the doctor, Herb was told because Raul was sick, he himself would not survive, that Raul was cancerous, and was spreading the foul junk throughout the rest of his body. Herb left saddened, not for himself, but for Raul, because the only way to save his life, was to have Raul removed.
Herb decided against the operation, even though Raul begged him. Raul became so angry about it that he would swell casuing severe pain to Herb, who just took his morphine to ease it.
After a few months of dealing with it, Herb died, Raul not long behind him. When Herb did die, Raul cried, but he was the only one, as no one had come to the funeral, except for he.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
First description
She had a round face with long sagging cheeks, a double chin that graciously fell into the thick of her neck. Her eyes were two large dark holes that seemed to sink into her skull because of a protruding forehead. The eye brows, brown and thick, touching slightly at the middle. She plucked them routinely, but to little avail due to her high testosterone levels. Her nose was long, with nostrils that almost curved back around to the bridge.
She had shoulder length brown hair that was kept pulled back most of the time, the bangs hanging slightly to left just above the eye, which she tucked neatly behind her ear. The lips of the mouth were thick, which was appropriate for the large mouth she had. When she smiled it seemed to cover her entire face like a badly drawn cartoon.
She was built with the body of a large woman, even though when younger she was thin. She began gaining weight in her twenties, after a bad relationship which she never fully recovered from. They had dated through high school, and then into college. They moved in together shortly after she graduated, he was already working having dropped out a year earlier. He found work as a plumbers helper making a little more than minimum wage, it was a constant source of arguments between them. She thought he had more potential than that of a plumbers helper, he thought otherwise, suffering from a severe case of depression. He routinely degraded himself, and even took to snorting coke to make him feel better. After a few months of drug use, abuse and wasted money, she left him, headed back to her parents home in Milwaukee. She got a job there working at a local bank. Started out as a teller, but soon worked her way into the mortgage department. Sitting behind a desk is where the weight started to build. No excercise, mixed with a bad diet placed the weight on her quickly.
She had shoulder length brown hair that was kept pulled back most of the time, the bangs hanging slightly to left just above the eye, which she tucked neatly behind her ear. The lips of the mouth were thick, which was appropriate for the large mouth she had. When she smiled it seemed to cover her entire face like a badly drawn cartoon.
She was built with the body of a large woman, even though when younger she was thin. She began gaining weight in her twenties, after a bad relationship which she never fully recovered from. They had dated through high school, and then into college. They moved in together shortly after she graduated, he was already working having dropped out a year earlier. He found work as a plumbers helper making a little more than minimum wage, it was a constant source of arguments between them. She thought he had more potential than that of a plumbers helper, he thought otherwise, suffering from a severe case of depression. He routinely degraded himself, and even took to snorting coke to make him feel better. After a few months of drug use, abuse and wasted money, she left him, headed back to her parents home in Milwaukee. She got a job there working at a local bank. Started out as a teller, but soon worked her way into the mortgage department. Sitting behind a desk is where the weight started to build. No excercise, mixed with a bad diet placed the weight on her quickly.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
