So, it’s our favorite day of the week again, and a big cheers to Chris Rhatigan for putting out the deliciously decadent read, “Squeeze.”
As I sit here at my daily, the 9-5 subbing gig, getting ready to head into the storm of teenage rebellion, I have to say I’d so much rather be doing what Rhatigan’s main character Lionel Kaspar does, making up stories for a journalism job he so craftily passes his way into!
What a lark! I mean, who among us hasn’t contemplated ditching the dreaded daily slug for a wild ride into writing chaos. And Kaspar gets all that and more with his shenanigans. Scouts honor, your Friday would be much better off with this number crossed off your reading list! Talk about no rules, no boundaries! Squeeze will take you there, and then some!
And now, off to the salt-mines, where a room full of 15 and 16 year olds await my meager presence, and where I’ll be watching Clint Eastwood’s “The good, The Bad and The Ugly” for the sixth time this week!
Truly a classic, and at least “Film Analysis” class never gets boring! But let’s just hope today no one jumps out the window and into the quad to escape! Oh, but wait… that was last week’s episode, where I was subbing basic English to feisty and furious 9th graders who are always good for a laugh!
Working with kids, you just never know. It’s an adventure in and of itself, and my days stories are always some crazy combination of magical mischief and reality mayhem. Not so fantastical as Kaspar’s, but likely just as entertaining! Maybe someday, I’ll write “The Sub diaries – rockin’ and rollin’ with the punches.” In the mean time, keep your ears here for more tidbits.
Gotta luv that daily slug! At least it’s keeping my local brewery bustling! Which is where I’ll be headed today after the little hand hits the three and the big guy’s on twelve. Bartender, keep my seat warm!
Hey there kiddies, and happy belated Hallow’s Eve to all!
Don’t know if you dressed up and went around the neighborhood hijacking candy, but the combination of the holiday, plus the sky getting darker way too early has me in a Friday Flash funk kind of mood, so here you go:
Inspired by Charli Mills weekly 99 words, no more no less flash-fiction challenge over at Carrotranch.com, monkeys are flying!
Beyond the Zone!
Hector cursed them; damn financial aid forms!
Jumping through hoops, that’s what this is. How the hell did they expect him to get all this filled out by Friday, with three papers, two exams and a final to suffer this week? Like monkeys flying bat-shit all over campus, it just wasn’t gonna happen!
What he needed was cash. Lots of it. And now!
The line grew longer by the second, and sensing his out, he took it! The grey gun-metal felt cold to his touch in his pack as he raised it, passing the point of no return…
A Spring Friday in New York City brings promise of good things yet to come. But I’m more interested in what came before the calm…what might be buried deep underneath this blissful thaw…
Have we got a jogger perhaps, who tripped and fell during winter in the ice packed snow and being alone and without his cell, couldn’t dig himself out in time? Did he break his ankle and couldn’t move, while the ice, rain then dirt washed away all traces of his being??
Or perhaps, a lone German Shepard wandering loose from her home, got caught up in the freezing cold temps that NY winter can bring and broke through the frozen solid over the now thawed over river in the foreground. Her body only now floating up to the top to be seen by passers by…
Or, contemplate the down and out homeless dude begging on a park bench, waiting for something, anything to fall his way, and finally getting nothing, laid down and gave up, NYPD only now finding his remains in the thaw…
What’s your take? I’d luv to hear. Untwist those brain sparks and contemplate,