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  1. Let me thread you a story… (1-26)

  2. Christina Lovejoy, town curmudgeon, takes great pride in her work. She’ll crank out a grumpy face & cynical comment for many occasions,

  3. but she don’t rightly hold with raining on the parades (or birthdays, weddings, and the like) of common folk.

  4. She mostly saves her curmudgeonliness for when people in power are acting like jackasses.

  5. (Although it did come in handy that time the town caught Excessive Jubilance Disease a few years back.)

  6. “Resistance is not futile,” Christina is fond of saying, often using a mock-robot voice. “Resistance is essential.”

  7. Take, for instance, that time President Turps & Vice President Pinche passed through Portalville on their way to an economic summit.

  8. Secret Service was out in force, of course, & nobody had a problem with that. After all, big men need protecting from public opinion.

  9. But just the week before Prez Turps declared he would build a great big ol’ wall around our portal to keep out illegal aliens.

  10. VP Pinche just nodded and gave his lord and master an idiot grin (cuz the man couldn’t find his own rear with both hands) and mumbled

  11. something about subversion and perversion and conversion. Couldn’t rightly figure what he was driving at but it sounded sinister.

  12. Thing is, couldn’t none of us remember seeing illegal aliens come through our portal, just the regular grey and Nordic variety,

  13. plus assorted critters from the Multiverse. But they’s somewhat of this town’s lifeblood, if you know what I mean. They keep us lively,

  14. and honest, if I’m being honest. Christina saw it just about the same way. She stood in the middle of Route 40 as the motorcade

  15. came through town. The Secret Service swarmed to clear her out of the way, but she presented them with her grumpiest of grump faces.

  16. Halted them dead in their tracks, I can tell you. Couldn’t get within ten feet of her. The motorcade had to stop.

  17. “I mean the president no harm,” she told everyone. “But I AM going to speak my mind.”

  18. All the tinted windows in the president’s limo spontaneously rolled down at once so he could hear what Christina had to say.

  19. “You can try building a wall around our portal,” she said, “but you should know we are a small town surrounded by big power….

  20. “Really big power, like HUGE, and it would be bad, very bad, and sad, very sad, if you did anything so rash.

  21. “That kind of power can’t be contained. It ripples out underground, spreading from this town out and beyond,

  22. “to places you can’t even imagine, like the hearts of good people, to the selfless and the courageous and the compassionate—

  23. “those things you & that Pinche with you have only heard spoken of & never felt yourselves. You can’t stop feelings, can’t stop ideas.

  24. “So I suggest you give up on that wall or you’ll be swallowed in an ocean of contempt that will drown you. Big water, big, big water.”

  25. Christina stepped out of the road, the president’s windows rolled back up, and the motorcade went on its way.

  26. But ain’t none of us heard any more nonsense about walling off the portal.



This tale can also be found on Twitter @downportalville.
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Bullies

May. 16th, 2016 10:02 am
pjthompson: quotes (quotei)

Random quote of the day:

“The big trouble with dumb bastards is that they are too dumb to believe there is such a thing as being smart.”

—Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan

bully4WP@@@ 

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

 

Mirrored from Better Than Dead.

Wilbur

Feb. 11th, 2016 10:22 am
pjthompson: quotes (quotei)

Random quote of the day:

“I don’t know if the world is run by smart men who are…putting us on, or by imbeciles who really mean it.”

—Laurence J. Peter, The Peter Principle
(often misattributed to Mark Twain)

 wilbur4WP@@@

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

 

Mirrored from Better Than Dead.

Mindhole

Jul. 22nd, 2015 11:20 am
pjthompson: quotes (quotei)

Random quote of the day:

“You can’t change someone’s mind if they don’t have one.”

—Bill Maher, Real Time With Bill Maher, October 2, 2009

mindhole4WP@@@

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

Mirrored from Better Than Dead.

Mindhole

Jul. 22nd, 2015 11:20 am
pjthompson: quotes (quotei)

Random quote of the day:

“You can’t change someone’s mind if they don’t have one.”

—Bill Maher, Real Time With Bill Maher, October 2, 2009

mindhole4WP@@@

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

Mirrored from Better Than Dead.

pjthompson: (lilith)

Random quote of the day:

“Everyone who thinks that I am a mystic is just an idiot.”

—Carl Jung, interview with Richard I. Evans, Professor of Psychology, University of Houston, 1957

 idiot4WP@@@

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

Mirrored from Better Than Dead.

pjthompson: (salome)

Random quote of the day:

“Everyone who thinks that I am a mystic is just an idiot.”

—Carl Jung, interview with Richard I. Evans, Professor of Psychology, University of Houston, 1957

 idiot4WP@@@

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

Mirrored from Better Than Dead.

pjthompson: quotes (quotei)

Random quote of the day:

“Rogues are preferable to imbeciles because they sometimes take a rest.”

—attributed to Alexandre Dumas (both père and fils)

 rogues4WP@@@

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

Mirrored from Better Than Dead.

pjthompson: quotes (quotei)

Random quote of the day:

“Rogues are preferable to imbeciles because they sometimes take a rest.”

—attributed to Alexandre Dumas (both père and fils)

 rogues4WP@@@

Disclaimer: The views expressed in this random quote of the day do not necessarily reflect the views of the poster, her immediate family, Siegfried and Roy, Leonard Maltin, or the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. They do, however, sometimes reflect the views of the Cottingley Fairies.

Mirrored from Better Than Dead.

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Poll

Because I want to help spread the word about the scary tactics that are going on out there in Electionland, I'm posting two blog entries.  Be afraid, people, be very afraid—but not of terrorists.  At least, not foreign terrorists.

Here's one from a woman who they tried to keep from voting (courtesy [livejournal.com profile] matociquala:

[broken link]

And another who had the Feds come to talk to him because of something he said in his blog (courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] sartorias:

http://www.livejournal.com/users/anniesj/331112.html

Novel

Okay, now that I've taken care of my civic duty, it's on to other news.  I appear to have started another novel.  Just last week I was saying I so did not want to start another novel, but yesterday it just came bubbling out.  I'm about 10 pages into a new chapter, and most of that is new writing.  Only a couple of pages pasted in from my notes. 

My sense is that this may be an exploratory first chapter.  My sense of this idea was that it wasn't ready yet.  I'd done work on the characters and their dilemma, I had a vague notion of plot overview, but I needed more worldbuilding.  Apparently the Chaotic Overlord who rules my Backbrain Country had other ideas.  I'm still not convinced that I am well and truly launched on this story, but it's been going real groovy fine for two days now and certainly has a lot of energy.  We'll see. 

For about a week I've had that panicky, "What if I can't remember how to write a novel???" feeling.  I feel like that every time before a big launch—so who knows?

The working title I've had for this idea for the last year was Barfing Angel.  For obvious reasons that had to change.  I'm now calling it Charged With Folly.  (Tara, are you listening?)

Move

And my irritating upstairs neighbors may actually be moving after all.  There's been a lot of bangage and stompage upstairs at all hours and last night when I got home from work I saw Boyfriend's truck parked on the street and crammed full of furniture, including the couch, all lashed down with ropes.  Huzzah!  When major furniture gets loaded, moving looks like a real possibility.  I was a happy girl, I can tell you.  I didn't even mind the bangage and stomapage last night.  Too much. 

So imagine my surprise when I left for work this morning and Boyfriend's truck was still out front, still crammed with the same furniture.  Now, we had rain yesterday on and off all day and into the night, which was the first lame brained thing going on there.  And then there's the neighborhood we live in, which is transitional between middle class and Culver City gangland.  Everything that wasn't thoroughly lashed down had been removed from the truck, including the cushions on the couch. 

You know, it was so pathetic I couldn't even laugh.  I felt sorry for this pair of nitwits.  They stumble through life blissfully unaware and can't understand why they're always getting in trouble.  I would hear her on her phone now and then lamenting in a weepy voice, "Why me?"  I suppose my answer to that would be, "Know thyself."  But I don't suppose she'd be interested in what I have to say.

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