Thursday, November 18, 2010

You Know What The Kids Love These Days?


Period westerns about cowboys participating in long-distance Arabian horse races.

Fact.


Well, it's either that or those damned juvenile delinquent horses are tagging everything in sight again!

Sheesh! Ponies today!

Shameful, really.

You know their mares foaled them better than that.



Till next we meet ...

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Tonight on NBC: Nap? Or Crime Scene?


INT. SUBURBAN HOUSE - DAY

A hive of activity. Flashing lights, police tape, forensic techs, photographers. Radios CRACKLE.

A young, fresh-faced BEAT COP (twenties) runs down the details for a sardonic, world-weary GRIZZLED DETECTIVE (too old for this shit).

BEAT COP
Neighbor called it in. Heard a sound.

GRIZZLED DETECTIVE
What kinda sound?

BEAT COP
Like wood.

GRIZZLED DETECTIVE
Wood?

BEAT COP
Logs. Gettin' sawed.

GRIZZLED DETECTIVE
All night?

BEAT COP
All night.

GRIZZLED DETECTIVE bends down to have a closer look.

GRIZZLED DETECTIVE
Signs of a struggle.

BEAT COP
But only right here. Otherwise the place is clean. Upstairs she even made her bed.

GRIZZLED DETECTIVE
But she's never gonna lie in it.

SFX: GAVEL SOUND: DUN-DUN!!

CUT TO:

OPENING CREDIT SEQUENCE ...



Till next we meet ...

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Oh, How I Miss The Salad Days Of Last Week!


(sigh)

Remember just a couple days ago when I thought it was high-larious that I received a royalty check for the comically paltry sum of $3.88?

Yeah.

Those were the days, huh? I sure do miss last week. Yessiree.

Sure was funny though, right?

You bet!

(sigh)

Then I discovered this morning that it was only because I deposited that comically paltry check that I was rescued from complete and utter financial ruin.

My current net worth.

Now I can't even afford a barrel and suspenders to wear.

(sniff)

Incidentally, the asterisks lead to a footnote that goes on to explain in excruciating detail how I'm quite dumb.

And poorly dressed.


Also fat.


Had it coming, I suppose.


Till next we meet ...

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Did I Mention That I'm A Published Author?


Ah, yes! The glitz! The glamor!

The books, they fly from the shelves!

Life is a non-stop party when you're published. Yes, yes! My, my!

Especially when you get one of these babies in the mail once a year!

EVERY year!

HOOO-BOY! We are eatin' at the Ritz to-NITE!

By which, of course, I mean the Dollar Menu.


Okay. The dumpster.

(sigh)


Till next we meet ...