Saturday, June 20, 2015

Session June 20, 2015



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"It wasn't too late, he thought, rushing for the door."
by RMAF

From his opened storm shelter door, he noticed the the rain storm and tornado had swept away everything in view. He realized it wasn't too late, rushing to go out the door, to grab his cat and dog, his dentures and his jar of jellybeans, and say a prayer of thanks for not losing everything.



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"Did an ancient civilization once exist on Mars?"
by TNT

He turned around to look at his audience - a strange looking little man, bald with a high domed head. His friend was identical. They were most peculiar - perhaps from a circus. His friend looked as though he was smoking a cigarette but there was a long fuse on it. Was the other guy going to light it? Would the cigarette explode? People watched with baited breath. No-one moved or spoke.

Then the white-faced little man said: "We're going to go home soon. We are from an ancient civilization on Mars, in case you wondered. Our Mother said we must finish our homework. So, goodbye. Nice meeting you all."

With those words he lit the fuse and the cigarette exploded. In a puff of smoke, they had completely vanished. Astonished, everyone looked at each other and said "Did an ancient civilization exist on Mars?"

I don't know. I'm just telling you that there were some weird little Martians and I hope they got home OK. I bet their Mom was worried.




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"Lucifer fell from Heaven in a blaze of glory."
by GS

Railroad engineers from the earliest days named their locomotives. Sometimes "Old Number Nine" would suffice but soon Sassafras and Gwendolyn were adopted as well. It became a matter of pride to concoct more and more entertaining names, but one heathen engineer stepped over the line when he chose "Lucifer" for his newest diesel behemoth. Many predicted he would come to regret his choice of name, but for years nothing noteworthy occurred as Lucifer flew down the tracks. If our story could end here we would all be pleased but bored, so I will continue to the bitter end, and bitter it was. After a catastrophe of malfunctioning brakes, lights and switches, Lucifer fell from Heaven in a blaze of glory that ended against a power line next to a twenty-foot wall. There were no casualties except for Lucifer, who was too old to be repaired.

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“Why did they never learn, she asked herself before turning off the television.”
By CC

Luanne Velardi was no psychologist, but she had waitressed at the Bluebird café for twenty years, and developed a certain moxie about human nature. The news about the terrorist attacks had been all over the networks for the past week when she finally turned on her television one night after coming home from 10 hours on her feet. As a photograph flashed on the screen, she sat forward in her seat, alarmed. The talking head droned on about how this evil gang had been burning homes and cars around town, wantonly destroying the property of innocent people without a care. Luanne shivered as a photograph of them flashed on the screen. She knew they must be very angry to do this. But it was sad anyway. They just had to be developmentally disabled. They were basically so different to everyone else.

Why did they never learn, she asked herself before turning off the television. She knew every last one of them. Popeye, Mickey, Donald, Mickey Two and the Weird One. They came in early every day for breakfast, and always wanted the same thing. Mickey and Popeye liked their eggs over medium, the rest, of course wanted them scrambled. 


Everyone thought they were wearing masks. That was the sad part.



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"She worried about not settling on a religion, but none of them felt right to her."
by PV

Stephanie was in a dither. Possibly now, with her experiments in idolatry, she thought she had the answer in the past. She worried about not settling on a religion, but none of them felt right to her. Her latest test was of her latent motherhood, even developed in a four year old. Yet who would have thought she would need so much patience.  However, the Universe - being bigger than any religion - was bound to make an existential mess and continue with manifesting an earsplitting discord. It was really a lot easier with her dolls in the sandbox.

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