That birthday party really got to you, didn't it?
Get up...get up, you stupid piece of... What did you do that for? What's wrong with you? Didn't you hear a word he said? All of you! You think there's someone just going to drop money on you?! Money they could use?! Well, there ain't people like that. There's just people like me.
Jayne ,'Jaynestown'
The Great Write Way, Act Three: Where's the gun?
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Ginger - Nov 15, 2010 8:23:38 am PST #3722 of 6693
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
hippocampus - Nov 15, 2010 8:29:35 am PST #3723 of 6693
not your mom's socks.
Heh. They were scary!
Thanks you guys!
SailAweigh - Nov 15, 2010 8:33:17 am PST #3724 of 6693
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
Yeah, that'll give you nightmare for sure.
hippocampus - Nov 16, 2010 3:44:54 am PST #3725 of 6693
not your mom's socks.
Someone else could maybe Drabble up, so I don't feel like a random unicorn murderer?
Ginger - Nov 16, 2010 8:58:30 am PST #3726 of 6693
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
Someone else could maybe Drabble up, so I don't feel like a random unicorn murderer?
Sins of the Fathers
In the railroad yards, men settled their differences with fists and insults. They worked with a wrench in one fist and a cigarette in the other, the smoke lost in the miasma of coal dust and then diesel fumes. The grandfather treated his sons with the same rough disciple, and one day insults between two sons turned to shoving, a head hitting a table corner, and death. In their horror at his father’s death, the family indulged his son. He grew up to look for easy answers and quick money and to fall to the same tumor that gnawed his grandfather’s chest.
Wolfram - Nov 16, 2010 9:16:06 am PST #3727 of 6693
Visilurking
Great drabbles! Did I miss a prompt, or are these unrelated?
hippocampus - Nov 16, 2010 11:28:37 am PST #3728 of 6693
not your mom's socks.
nice, Ginger! I like how it starts as a wide perspective and zooms in to end with a tight focus on one person.
Wolf, it's unprompted - jump in!
Toddson - Nov 16, 2010 4:31:12 pm PST #3729 of 6693
Friends don't let friends read "Atlas Shrugged"
free-floating drabbles - nice!
And Sox - I thought birthday party clowns were scary ... now I have a new nightmare. Can't thank you enough.
hippocampus - Nov 16, 2010 4:42:14 pm PST #3730 of 6693
not your mom's socks.
... now I have a new nightmare.
you and me both, Todd.
Wolfram - Nov 17, 2010 2:10:38 pm PST #3731 of 6693
Visilurking
Indirection
One labcoat was shouting numbers, while another handed various shiny items to a third. Something kept beeping. Shifting white figures huddled over her, on the inside of the pale blue partitions. I strained to see my wife, but could only glimpse tiny swatches of paisley hospital garb. I sat and waited for someone to tell me what to do.
I was handed the baby. Swaddled, with eyes half-open. I looked up to catch the younger nurse looking away. The doctor came over to say she was so sorry. I nodded and waited for someone to tell me what to do.