Ramble On 1



Me: So as I was saying last week the disunity between our reality and actual rea. . . .

IV: Uh, Wray Can I interrupt you a second.(in a fake British accent)

Me: I am kind of in the middle of something here.

IV: That's what I wanted to talk about. Haven't you been on the soapbox quite a bit lately?

Me: Well these pieces are a chance to let my readers know what my thoughts and feelings are.

IV: True but do you want people to think you are a cranky blowhard?

Me: Problem is I am a cranky blowhard.

IV: All the time?

Me: Point taken, well you seem to be full of opinions what should do to fix this?

IV: Imagination

Me: Whatcoo mean?

IV: Let it all hang out and see what comes out.

Me: That might work but it could be weird though.

IV: And your point is?

Me: I do have tendency toward the weird.

IV: Exactly UFO boy.

Me: Otay here goes something.


Under a ska colored sky the Cat puts on his tuxedo and looks for forlorn friends and humping birds. I interrupt his reverie and entertain him with tales from my day.

At first I opened my eyes but seeing as I wasn't awake I closed them again and waited for the semi truck of consciousness to come get me. Whith much wheezing and wrumblings it came and I faced the day.

It faced me back and informed me that it wasn't worth it. I contemplated that idea and the appeal of a forlorn bed. Deciding to sally forth (whoever she is) I went about my routine of massive denial and cyberspace. Not finding solace or direction there I decided on the biography route.

For a couple of hours a stooge of a biography kept me enthralled followed by murderous children and enraged men in tights.

After that we talked of our plans for the day and the lists that entails.


Me: Is that better?

IV: Don't know about better but different.

Me: I wonder what my readers will think?

IV: Good question but you may never know they aren't the most talkative bunch.

Me: True, well I am done for now.

IV: But isn't there more to tell?

Me: Yeah but I am tired, want to go to bed.

IV: Oh, ok well good night.



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