The Coffeehouse Creature

It was a busy Sunday at the local coffee house. There were many customers that day. Many of them regulars a few of them first time visitors and even a few that were guests of the aforementioned. There were five employees on that day. The owner named Dennis whom only worked on weekends. Jack was the lone male hourly employee and he left a small amount of liquid in a tiny glass on top of the counter. Shelley asked him several times to throw it away, pour it down the sink or dispose of it somehow but he refused. “I ain’t touching that thing!” he replied. “It doesn’t look safe to me.” Now we all know he was joking and a few of the customers even got a chuckle out of it. They lacked the knowledge however of what lied ahead. The terror inside that 4-ounce container. Although it was only half full that woluld be enough. The longer it sat and brewed the worse it became. Little did the staff know what danger comes it small packages. If only Jack knew how much trouble a few ounces of “unknown liquid” could cause. If only he was aware of the countless hours of indescribable horror that lied ahead, I am sure he would have thrown the liquid away when he got the chance.

Nine lives and Five homes of a cat!

They say a cat has nine lives; I say it has nine homes as well. I know the title of the story say five but hey, deal with me here. I work a nine to five workday so deal with it. The best part of that day is coming home to somebody who loves you. Some people come home to a spouse, other come home to children and infants, yet others come home to a barking dog with a wagging tail. Those people are crazy! You must feed and clothe a child. One is required to talk and actually get a long with a spouse. (Crazy huh.) I am to lazy for that I like to just sit in my easy chair and pet my kitty. (She is usually sitting in it in the first place.) Within a few minutes he or she is purring away, licking my hand, and biting my chin! (Ouch) Very little responsibility is required to take care of a cat. As I said before I am a lazy bastard! I don’t want to work at home as well as in the office. I desire only to throw a ball of yarn, scratch him behind on his head, or brush her fur. Some times I play with their tail and clip their claws but what ever I do they are purring within a few minutes and content to sit in my lap as long as I don’t put them on the floor. I have had many feline friends over the course of my life. I have required them in many ways. My mother and sister found one at a flea sale. We later acquired one from a neighbor whom had a litter of them. We took two that time, and my latest acquisition was left on my front door step like a baby in a basket. There is no BAD way to adopt a young friend, just as long as you take good care of them through thick and thin. Some kitties cough up fur balls others meow all night, and some will scratch up any piece of furniture in your home. (Declaw the last type they cost money!)

Great Television Voices

As children we are told it is best to be “Seen and not heard”! As a result when a parents are busy paying the bills, washing the dog, or making the family dinner. We are sent to the living room to watch television. You see I am a child of the 80’s so I grew up watching shows like: Charlie’s Angel’s, The Dukes of Hazzard, and Knight Rider. The theme woven amongst these hour-long adventures was each of them had an “unseen” character. All of these hour-long adventures had a theme amongst them. No, I am not speaking of the music played at the beginning of each episode. I refer to the common thread woven amongst these hour-long dramas. That theme was fast cars and strong women, and where would our society be with out a voice of reason. All three of these TV shows had a “Voice of Reason” and each played an integral part of the plot, store line and over all feel to the story. In the following few pages or paragraphs we will explore each shows unseen character or “Voice of Reason”.

Ode to Elton John

He has written and composed the soundtrack to one Disney’s most successful films. He also wrote a touching tribute to one of Hollywood’s’ most Iconic legends. Last but not least he brings to life some of the most adorned love songs in history. A sorry lady not only is he taken, HE IS GAY! He just got officially married this weekend ad “Tweeted” his marriage to the world. Little Jeannie, Kiss the Bride, and Candle in the Wind. After four decades of hits He is still standing strong. He has teamed up with Kiki Dee, Tim Rice, and Billy Joel to sell write love songs, concerts, and soundtracks. His name is a known to all and this honky cat even wrote a song that shares the same name with my feline favorite feline.

Kidnapped for Christmas

Allow me to introduce myself. I am a forty-year- old bachelor who has never had control of his life. As a child I was raised by my mother and sister. My parents were divorced when I was very young. As a result I had a “Bossy Big Sis” whom told me what to do as long as I can remember. As I said in the opening paragraph I am 40. My sister is still in charge of my life and I don’t have the power to do anything about it. I am currently out of work and making money as a free lance writer. My sister knows this. As a result my plans for the upcoming Christmas holiday are to come see her in New York City and I am told I will enjoy it OR ELSE! I don’t mind being the “inferior sex” as I wrote before. I was raised by my mom and sis. I love them both very much. I just wish I had control over ANYTHING in my life without being bossed around by a female. Oh by the way I wrote an entire novel (on this very computer) about the Women’s Soccer Team I covered at a local Christian college. I finished at this college on top when THREE count them three ladies asked me out to the “Senior Ball”. I live in an apartment complex where crews full of beautiful women and one male) are a few feet away. These awesome powerful ladies more or less run the entire “small city like complex. You must understand my confusion…In the Christian world we worship the Father, Son, an d Holy Spirit. At least two of those are male by name or title. The 3rd is up for interpretation. I however go to a church where there is a head female pastor and this is the founding church of the college I described earlier. ` So I don’t really mind being “Kidnapped for Christmas” I just wish I had an ounce of control over my life. Alas I am not even married (yet). I have heard my MANY married men that they have no control over their lives either. So I had better just get used to it.

Batman: The Cobblepot Caber

This game is fairly addictive. I play it online from Digiseek. I have gotten as far as Stage 3 but can’t get further. I like the Penguin with an “electric whip” in his umbrella. He is a menace to society so rid the world of him ASAP. This game is a lot of fun and VERY addictive. I am betwwen jobs right now and play it EVERY DAY. < b>Grade A (for Addictive)

Stranger Conversation

Definition: (Term) This is the type of voice interaction or talking with a person in public you do not know from a can of paint. This does not include married couples or family members that live in the same house that simply do no speak to each other for various reasons. I know it is an overused cliché’ but opposites attract. For instance. Last night I spent the evening in a bar listening to recently wed young ladies speak of their new husbands. The reason I know they were recently married is the rocks on their perspective fingers were still glowing and looked as if they were placed there for the first time less than 48 hours ago. #1 The married one was speaking of her newly acquired husband, saying that NO ONE in his family speaks to him and I wanted to inject for several reasons. First off there is usually a reason why an entire group of people stops talking to a particular individual. Most of the time it has to do with the “less than spectacular” behavior of the person in question. I kept my moth shut in order no to get kicked out of the coffee house I was in at the time. I also did desire to spoil her “Honeymoon”. The above is just one example of my topic for the day. The others are much shorter stories that do not involve five paragraphs to tell. I remember one day … #2 It was a long time ago in a video arcade far far away. I was playing Super Mario Brothers in an arcade in California where I graduated high school. I was playing the game for the first time and had some “stranger” looking over my shoulder explaining to me how to play the game. At one point I won the Mushroom of Growth and the Star of Immunity and this man was telling me what each did. “The star will make you immune to ANYthing that happens to you!” he explained almost gleefully. A few seconds later I fell of a cliff and died. (at least Mario did.) “Except that!” the odd man joyfully pointed out. I felt worse than my ill-fated one inch tall animated charater. For Mario had three more lives and will not remember that moment years later. (Dead men have no memories!) I on the other hand I still have nightmares of that day over two decades later. Okay so I lied the second story took five paragraphs as well. You never know by the time I finish these tails of woe and glory I may have completed my SECOND completed novel. #2 There was another time when I was living in West Chester… I was at one of my local hang out’s a local bar names “The Green Clover” and I was discussing fianacess. This is a topic you usully don’t broach to strangers but alsas there is an exception to every rule. I was pointing out that I make money without working and I theraratically could “Quit my Job” and make ends meat. The man next to me jumped into the conversation and agreed with me. We both agreed life is boring without working and that is why we work. There are other benefits to not working as well we both said almost in unision like medical benefits and keeping out of troulble. Just remember the old saying. “Idol hands are the devil’s advocate. Ironically I am now in deep water for I have not worked in a few months and I now can not afford my much needed mediacation. That medication and the reason I can make money with out working are ironinallly linked. That however is another story. #3 This one is short I promie. I was in a bar in West Chester called The Balarney Stone. I sat next to a blonde. She said “I’m married. Incase that’s what your thinking.” My response was priceless. “I’m thirsty.” I repalied. In Case that is what you are thinking.