Stop, Drop, and Roll_The Dog That Was Called Butter_The Last Flamingo Portrait of Philip J. Turlingt
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Stop, Drop, and Roll
Stop, Drop, and RollGloria did a drive-by again.It’s the opposite of a smash-and-grab. What she does is more of a “stop, drop, and roll”. She stops long enough to do a drop-off, then — on she rolls.We even have a name for it; we call it “getting Gloria’d”.We never know what’s going to be in the stash when she strikes. Usually there’s food. She helps the food bank clear out the week’s surplus before the next allocation arrives.“Just take everything!” they tell her, happy to be rid of it. She distributes her haul according to her own favor.Between times, she occupies herself by scouring flea mar...
The Dog That Was Called Butter
The Dog That Was Called Butter12th June xxxxToday was meant to be the day. The day that I had marked on my calendar with a massive red circle and had poked a hole through with my pen forcefully by mistake. Everyone kept asking me questions and it all became very stressful very quickly. My equanimity went out of the window. My friends laughed at me as I first went brick-red, then a sort of eggplant purple before ending up as a crumple on the floor like a crushed drinking can, who hawww.onedoor.ccd to be given a glass of water and a biscuit while a kind elderly woman asked if I was “quite alright, dearie?” I ...
The Last Flamingo Portrait of Philip J. Turlington
Philip J. Turlington was not aware that he had painted his last flamingo.While not exactly a young man, Philip was still a spry sixty-seven. He had no reason to believe that death would arrive at his studio one day and inform him that the final touches he had made to the portrait of a Chilean flamingo would be his last act of creativity on this earth.“But Death,” Philip exclaimed, “You cannot let this be my final flamingo portrait. Why, look at this! It’s trivial! It’s putrid! It’s garbage!”Death had to admit that, yes, the previous flamingo portrait he had painted was better--although, still,...
Super Sushi y Burritos
Jim looked at the Mexican-Sushi fusion restaurant menu, sighing. Why did he always allow Marcus to choose the places they would go for dinner during their monthly hangouts? He thought that maybe he should order a large garden salad? That seemed safe enough. “Dude,” said his best friend Marcus, as if reading his mind. “Don’t even think about getting a salad. Why would you even want to order that here when you have the option of getting Mexican food or sushi? This is such a cool place to try. Place just opened up last month. Do not waste this awesome concept of a restaurant getting a simple ...