Entries from February 2009

February 24, 2009

What We Think

Somewhere within the space of moments, perhaps during some mundane duty, you notice this of thought, with an insight that garners trepidation or joy:  thinking comes out of nowhere, rising like a bubble in water, breaks the surface of your consciousness. You step out of yourself and watch this thing happening in yourself, this thought [...]

February 13, 2009

TIME’S SOLILOQUY

Three figures of ambiguous sexuality are astride, the camera moving backwards. As the camera pans to the left, one realizes they are not astride, but in actuality are situated in lateral distances through a trick of camera,
the very animated TOMORROW (dapper in a long coattail tuxedo and pencil thin mustache, like a maitre’d, eyes [...]

February 12, 2009

CHESTER: Tome of Time

Glaciers of dust covered the yellowed document. It was bound with loops of age dulled stainless steel.
“It’s a script.” Seamus turned a page, his mouth moving, silently at first, but slowly diecibeling into an awed whisper. “…they stand in the ancient chamber, looking…”
“Look! Our names are in it.”
“We’re a story. The threads that bind.”
“Let’s [...]

February 12, 2009

CHESTER: The Storied Woods

They streamed from the mist.
One of them, a cowboy with a large gun holstered turned to Seamus and said, “My name is Kim and I like to push my pants down in a dry leafy rustle and rub Vaseline on my asshole.” Seamus, astonished, stood opening and closing his mouth like a marooned fish.
“Say, Carsons. [...]

February 12, 2009

Tech Noir

Inveterate unemployment.
The story of my life. I fish in my coat and take a S shaped cigarette from my crushed pack of Farbolos. I hurl smoke rings in the bare room. The phone silently accuses me from my beat desk. Maybe I forgot to pay the bill? My feet are on the desk and I [...]

February 12, 2009

CHESTER: Guilt Trip

The day after our zombie friend has  inadvertently wiped out an entire town by the hungry virtue of vice.
“I’m looking for information.” Chester settled onto a barstool. The pub was empty but for a priest slumped at the bar and its bartender who stubbed out his cigarette and took to polishing a glass.
“It’s about the [...]

February 11, 2009

Obligatory ‘I’m still alive’ Post

Not much going on lately in my noggin besides swerving between unconsciousness and employment. I have updated the layout of my blog, and it probably will be revamped a bit in the next few days before I am completely satisfied with it. I have hadded a new page, Books of 2009, which is what it [...]