Wednesday, December 19, 2007

That Happy Something

Introduction Is anyone else feeling like they’re in a time rift set on slow while the world around you is set at fast? I mean, c’mon! This whole year has been a blur. I woke up on January 1st and found out it was Presidents day. I got up and took a shower and upon exiting the bathroom, it was St. Patrick’s Day. So, I put on a green shirt to avoid the obvious and Zealot is asking me if we’re going to go to her brother’s for food and fireworks. Alarming, I know. Just wait, it gets better. So, now I find myself lighting off fireworks, while carving a pumpkin as Zealot’s making pies to go along with the turkey and stuffing. The last thing I know we’re putting the star on top of our tree. Where the hell have I been for almost 365 days?! I’m not a heavy drinker. I don’t hit the pipe or spark up some doobage. I should lie down, but I’m afraid if I do, I’ll wake on New Year’s Eve 2010. Anime Law of the Day Anime Law #3: Law of Sonic Amplification, First Law of Anime Acoustics In space, loud sounds, like explosions, are even louder because there is no air to get in the way. The Vad Bag I hate when my hand falls asleep ‘cause I know it’s going to be up all night. I hooked up the accelerator pedal in my car to my brake lights. Now, when I hit the gas, people behind me stop, and I'm long gone. Features I thought instead of posting yet another brilliant piece of art, I’d change it up a bit. This time I’m posting a literary work by yours truly. It’s an excerpt from the newest chapter of my story, (you know the one). Please let me know what you think, thanks. Beautiful Oblivion “Oh my darling, She’s beautiful”, I said to my wife. We looked at our new baby girl with joy and pride. I was beaming as I stepped into the role of daddy. So soft and sweet was she. I felt as though I could just melt away from the slightest glance. A thunder clap explodes across the sky. I was sure it wasn’t supposed to rain today. As I walked to the window and peer through the curtains, I see a great flash in the sky followed again by another booming noise. I glance to the right and then to the left to see where it’s coming from. I stare in awe as the dull orange glow gets brighter and brighter with each passing moment. The town and all of its surroundings are burning out of control. As I stare in disbelief, our friends and neighbors are running about frantically. Gathering their children and a few belongings, they scatter like thistles on a cool autumn evening. Running about aimlessly, trying to find shelter from the fire, they are consumed before my eyes. Entire families losing their lives and all that they hold dear. All the while I sit here and watch this horrific scene unfold, my wife and new child rest, somehow unaware. Completely oblivious to the hell that is taking place outside our front door. Parting Shots I had a birthday to go to yesterday. He’s a great friend of mine. We celebrated his 33rd year on this little place called home. He has much to be thankful for and to be proud of; as well as much still yet to be done. What he’s done so far will pale in comparison to what’s in store for him in these years to come. What they will be, I can’t say for sure. But, what I can say, is that he’ll do his best every step of the way. For God, King and Country, he’ll do what he can with all that he has nothing more and nothing less. Happy Birthday, old friend. 99 best wishes to you and those you hold dear. Grif

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