Sunday, July 4, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Response to #2: Urban Barn gone wrong
This is how you want to tell me?
Tell you what?
So you're not man enough to come out and say it? To say how you really feel?
Say what? How I really feel?
You don't know how you feel or you don't now how to say how you feel?
Connie, I can say how I feel, I just don't know what you're talking about. Why are you mad?
You mean you don't know why I'm mad?
Are you mad at me?
Are you serious?
Yes. No? I don't know. I'm seriously confused. Right?
Clearly you're not taking this seriously, Me seriously or Us seriously, are you?
Am I what? Serious?
No! Why are you trying to avoid the issue?
The issue? Of being serious, us? Or being serious, about us?
About you, and how you can't be serious about being serious for a serious issue about us. You?
I had no issues or issues with seriousness or serious issues... until now. OK?
Argh! I just want to know why you can't say it to my face?
Have I not been saying everything to your face enough for the last 5-minutes?
No, not face-to-face now -- face-to-face about us. Just say it?
Say what?
How you feel. What are you feeling?
Threatened? Frightened? Scared? Startled? Indigestion?
How are you feeling about us, you-and-me, now?
Right now?
Before right now, before we came into the store -- how do you feel?
Fine. Fine?
No, not fine! Just tell me what you're feeling! You're not feeling 'fine' otherwise you wouldn't have subconsiously wrote how you're really feeling -- underneath your cover, way way down, deep inside, inside your heart -- are you?
What did I write?
You don't remember spelling it out on the board?
You mean when I was playing with the letter magnets?
You didn't think I saw what you wrote?
What I wrote?
You didn't spell out how you feel about us?
what did I write?
You don't remember writing that you're unhappy?
No. What did you read?
"Connie is to far to be."
I didn't... what?
"coni is to far to be"
Connie is to far for what?
It's over. How can we go on like this?
Tell you what?
So you're not man enough to come out and say it? To say how you really feel?
Say what? How I really feel?
You don't know how you feel or you don't now how to say how you feel?
Connie, I can say how I feel, I just don't know what you're talking about. Why are you mad?
You mean you don't know why I'm mad?
Are you mad at me?
Are you serious?
Yes. No? I don't know. I'm seriously confused. Right?
Clearly you're not taking this seriously, Me seriously or Us seriously, are you?
Am I what? Serious?
No! Why are you trying to avoid the issue?
The issue? Of being serious, us? Or being serious, about us?
About you, and how you can't be serious about being serious for a serious issue about us. You?
I had no issues or issues with seriousness or serious issues... until now. OK?
Argh! I just want to know why you can't say it to my face?
Have I not been saying everything to your face enough for the last 5-minutes?
No, not face-to-face now -- face-to-face about us. Just say it?
Say what?
How you feel. What are you feeling?
Threatened? Frightened? Scared? Startled? Indigestion?
How are you feeling about us, you-and-me, now?
Right now?
Before right now, before we came into the store -- how do you feel?
Fine. Fine?
No, not fine! Just tell me what you're feeling! You're not feeling 'fine' otherwise you wouldn't have subconsiously wrote how you're really feeling -- underneath your cover, way way down, deep inside, inside your heart -- are you?
What did I write?
You don't remember spelling it out on the board?
You mean when I was playing with the letter magnets?
You didn't think I saw what you wrote?
What I wrote?
You didn't spell out how you feel about us?
what did I write?
You don't remember writing that you're unhappy?
No. What did you read?
"Connie is to far to be."
I didn't... what?
"coni is to far to be"
Connie is to far for what?
It's over. How can we go on like this?
Response to #1: Willard!!!
grip tightly
Slash down
quickly:
slice up
Slash down
quickly:
slice up
steady -
stab and pull at a 45 & down
stab and pull at a 45 & down
finish strong...
Slash up
And voilĂ !
Slash up
And voilĂ !
Willard!!!
"W", for "Willard", a masterpiece -- and under 45 seconds. A new personal best.
Fitted gloves, check!
Pleated pants, check!
Ironed cape, check!
Boots tied-tight, check!
Starched-crisp fashionable button-up collared long-sleeve shirt, check!
Mask firmly in place, check!
Sword, check!
The costume, the mask, the name and a calling card -- a true crime fighter. While known for good deeds I will be remembered by the carved "W" left behind. Look out world, here comes Willard the Wonderful, hater of crime, lover of justice!
"Hey Will! Will! Hey, Willll!" comes a bellow from the south. Jiggling at full speed up the lane comes Tuck, faithful, loyal, and... "Hey Wiiiillll!!!" ... and annoying friend and my first candidate for a crime fighter sidekick.
Expending all of his energy in transportation, Tuck has little left for speaking.
"Did...",
gasping,
"you... ",
wheezing,
"hear...",
hacking...
"What? what? What!? On with it Tuck."
"you... ",
wheezing,
"hear...",
hacking...
"What? what? What!? On with it Tuck."
"There was a bank... bank... bank robbery..."
"A bank robbery?! This sounds like a case for..."
"...almost."
"... the newest crime fighter in... Wait? 'Almost'?"
"Bandits came, three of them, and they was robbing the bank, and they almost made off with all the money and ..."
"Almost?!"
"Yeah, that's almost what happens. And there's more."
"Yes, clearly Tuck. Now get on with the 'Almost' part already."
"Well, as they was leaving out the door, a fellow in a black cape dropped on them and beat em up good..."
Another crime fighter? Wearing a cape -- just like me?! Who is this... this 'crime fighter', stealing my idea?
"... and he was wearing a mask..."
I wear a mask. Who does this fellow think he is?!
"... and he has a sword..."
Clearly a pistol is more practical than the gentleman's sword. Who does this masked man think he is, copying Willard the Wonderful?!
"... and he has this one-of-a-kind calling card that he left behind. It's really neat, he..."
Well, it's can't be a "W". Carving ones initial is my calling card. Please don't be a...
"... he carves a 'Z' into everything!"
gasp.
"... into the door. Even carved a 'Z' into one of the bandits shirts. It stands for 'Zoro', the guy's name or something, they says."
Noooooooo!!!
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
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