rummaging through the attic...

and found a bunch of ole posters... and this is what i found:



it's raining again tonight in the hill country. its been coming on all evening and the air was thick but undecided. actually that's a great opener for one of those noir private dick stories: the air was thick but undecided. it was anybodys guess which way the wind was gonna blow. etc.



im a little bonkers from phones and email. ive gone ahead and gotten implants. one cellphone installed directly in my head, and a wireless card in my shoulders, that way i dont even have to hit send or anything.


shep isnt having it:

what the hell are you doing?

omg! shep! what's happening? its been ages, how come you dont come around no more?

so when did you start talking like vinnie and the jets?

uh oh, what happened? you dont sound too good.

im not.

so what is it?

oh, some more of your longing and caterwaulling and whining about missing me.

what?! i didnt say a word.

no, but i can still hear you.

what.

you know very well what. that doggie encounter today.

what happened? oh you mean that blue whatever puppy thing?

yes i mean that blue whatever puppy thing. and the averted eyes. and your whole deal, jenn.

oh come ON. thats totally private, i didnt even say a word to anyone about i used to have a great dog-- not ONE WORD.

well, you dont have to. but now im here and doing this and its very irritating.

you sound like juj.

unhunh anyway. i see you're still reporting the weather everywhere.

its NOT a weather report! can i help it if i notice the whole deal around me?!

jenn. go to bed. get some sleep. everything will still be there in the morning.

oh be quiet.

and take a chance: pet the cat. pat the puppy. fall in love. do it all over again, jenn. that's what it's there for.

yeah well, youre dead, easy for you to say.

pitiful, impotent arguments dont have any affect on me. never did.

(silence)

(silence right back)

oh stop it.

fine. you too.

i cant throw out your dog food.

gross, jenn. its old. really old.

i dont care.

you make me tired.

sure that aint eternity working on ya? 

whatever.



and so it goes.

i should mention that nutella just came out as a food group all its own, and the usda actually recommends it for its high endorphin rush count. mighty good stuff.