tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37164270564887673372024-02-08T12:32:52.345-08:00Warehouse for Idle WordsShort stories for short attention spans.Cuff Linkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06955652878307798835noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716427056488767337.post-51727586189425725712010-05-31T11:30:00.000-07:002010-05-31T11:30:04.025-07:00May<!--StartFragment--> <br />
<div class="MsoNormal">Plastic was the motif.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Tablecloth, forks, and cups.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Hot dogs and Barq’s.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Cheese puff stained fingers and short pants.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Plastic coolers filled with ice and beer.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sparklers that spit sulfur on angel food cake until children could swipe them away.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Those old enough to know that there was no harm in the spark running the young into hysterics. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Beloved, the plastic boats we ran with, alongside the creek bank.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Shouting, sprinting, tumbling through the vine tangled bank to that great arch bridge.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>To the winner went the falcon, coveted, heavy, lifted overhead with both hands.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Flawless.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">I’m told that there are places where you can watch lead falcons fall from the sky.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The gold paint is often still wet when they fall.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Paint flecks and drops a comet trail from behind.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A heavy thud resounds when they hit the ground.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A sound that signals a stoppage in time, a quick hand that can steal the will with the breath.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>That, I suppose, is what the beer was for.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><!--EndFragment-->Cuff Linkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06955652878307798835noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716427056488767337.post-40867163020703302232010-05-22T12:13:00.000-07:002010-05-22T12:13:40.439-07:00Powerpoint<!--StartFragment--> <br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><o:p> It’s every morning.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I log on to the computer and there is a powerpoint presentation waiting for me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Assembled the night before, no doubt.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Between ten and twenty slides all neatly formatted.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The first slide says the same thing. “You Will Be Attacked Today”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> There is an alarm that goes with it, "You......are under.....Attack!" </span>The subsequent slides are a series of illustrations depicting a man being physically assaulted in one way or another.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Many of them are bizarre enough to be quite humorous.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A man having, what appears to be, a gallon of milk poured over his head in a supermarket.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Sitting on a park bench while a small child stands behind wielding a piece of lumber.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A group of people hovered over him in a restaurant while one attempts CPR.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bloodthirsty pandas.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bombs.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">I pull up my email.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>There isn’t much.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The usual cast of characters.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I start to reply to what I can but the motivation is quickly sapped from my fingertips.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I often find myself stalled in midsentence, distracting myself with taking out the garbage or opening a window.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Questions layered like onions.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“How have you been?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“What time is it?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Are you still in your pajamas.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Each query, by itself, simple enough to satisfy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Good.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“11:30”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Yes.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">Then I start with the Boolean logic.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I “and” them together and type, “Fuck you.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I delete the “Fuck you” and reassemble them with “or’s”.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Now we’re headed to trouble town.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s very difficult to tell which is most important.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>What carries more weight?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“How have I been?”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Like on a sliding scale?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Or like “sheep go to heaven and goats go to hell”?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And time?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’ve always suspected the rotation of the earth to be completely unreliable.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I feel good but I know there are cells dying in me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Falling away building piles of dust in my bed and on the floor.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I breathe them in and infect the rest.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“I wear pajamas because they are comfortable.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I never had a pair when I was a kid.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I want to wear them all day.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">I go back to the slides.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>See if there isn’t one that I can live with.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Every morning.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Cuff Linkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06955652878307798835noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716427056488767337.post-89738605656926906042010-05-16T09:56:00.000-07:002010-05-16T09:56:04.805-07:00See Dick (Toylit News Feature)<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>You like sandwiches? Dick likes ‘em too. Dick likes sandwiches that give him gas and vapid thoughts that fill his happy nose. Do you like dreams? Dick likes ‘em. Big dreams about smoking grass on Dick’s boat. Surprised? Surprised to hear that Dick's brain has two sides? Well that is disconcerting. What if Dick woke up in the wrong brain? No yacht, no grass, no mood to swing from just the overwhelming temptation to huddle into a “life fire zone”.<br />
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How weird. What a weird thing to happen. What an odd Dick thought. No more Dick love for sandy beaches, two arms full of Thai hooker. Rock hard thoughts moving us toward the water’s edge. Just an idea’s kiss, lightning bug movement into blue light. Like feeling 7.62 rip through your liver? Falling face down into that swollen funnel of conscious. once massaged with toasted rye bread and a little prosciutto. “Oh this sucks,” Dick might say. A futile hand pressed to the side, staunching the flow of all those thoughts. A grimaced glance up toward the sky. “Now why would I do that?” Says Dick. “The thought of it just makes me hungry.”</b></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>-Dick Cavett (http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/05/14/the-windows-of-the-soul-need-cleaning/)</b></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia, 'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: medium;"><div style="color: black; line-height: 1.467em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>"The protesters, who began their demonstration here two months ago, have demanded the resignation of the government and new elections. But the movement — made up of farmers and the urban poor, many of them supporters of </b></span></span><a class="meta-per" href="http://topics.nytimes.com/top/reference/timestopics/people/t/thaksin_shinawatra/index.html?inline=nyt-per" style="color: #004276; text-decoration: underline;" title="More articles about Thaksin Shinawatra."><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>Thaksin Shinawatra</b></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>, the prime minister deposed in a 2006 military coup — has fractured and its demands are now unclear."</b></span></span></div><div style="color: black; line-height: 1.467em; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"><span style="font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-family: Helvetica; mso-bidi-font-size: 13.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>There are so, sooo many great things that get caught in the internets these days. Sometimes I know where I’m looking. And I struggle for hours to try to get there but I can’t quite find it. The thing that I was looking for. Let’s be fancy. It’s, this thing, off in the ether. The ether bunny that hops and hops across the desktops. But always just out beyond the reach. Don’t search google images for porn. It’s a waste of your time. The bunny’s tail is white and fluffy. You’d think that the whiteness would make it tough to find but it actually helps a little. The tail swishes left and right and up and down. You can tell the color of a bunnies nose, even if you never did get to see its nose, by the color of its anus. If a porn site is taking an excessive amount of time to upload and you start seeing pop-up advertising just unplug the internets cable. Chances are someone on the other end is using a virus to watch you masturbate. When the puffy cottontail moves it crosses the brown fur of the bunny. That’s how you know you’re on the right track. It’s always there, hopping off in the distance. I’ll tell you the truth. I get bored chasing the bunny. Sometimes in coffee shops. That’s when I look for a place to rub one out. The bathroom is Out of the Question! Too obvious. You’d be surprised how many places there are in starbucks that you can rub one out. Thanks to standard design and architecture practices it’s easy to tell people about it over the phone. Chasing that bunny. They’re beautiful, the little things that get caught in internets.</b></span><o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment--> </span>Cuff Linkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06955652878307798835noreply@blogger.com1