We all looked at Nosferatu, and Mr. Mouse said;
“Hey. Mr. Orlok. Good to see you again, but I’m afraid we’re closed”.
Nosferatu lifted his hand, and the whole world around all of us turned into a black screen which displayed these words;
“I realize that it's late. But surely you wouldn’t deny a new friend a drink or two.”
After a few moments the screen disappeared and Mouse said;
“I’m sorry. It’s after two. I can’t serve any more alcohol.”
Again, the world went black and we saw these words;
“Laws. Rules. What are they good for? If you will not permit me but one of your Monty Python Holy Ails, I shall have to take matters into my own accord.”
When the black screen disappeared, we saw that Nosferatu was bent over the bar, inhaling white powder.
Thursday, September 16, 2004
Monday, September 06, 2004
Flutter and Squeak
We didn’t get much sleep last night , but still, yours truly got up this morning as soon as the rooster rang the doorbell to the cave. I spent most of the morning working out a patent for my Singing Toothpick™. I spent the afternoon trying to sell a few big corporations on the idea, (and I will say that I got a few nibbles! Yes indeed I did! You’ll probably personally OWN your very own Singing Toothpick™ by the end of the week.) I spent the evening mastering the art of Tunisian Plastic Sphere Printing.
When I got back to the Cave-Groves and Chuck were doing magic tricks. They made an elevator appear that would take people to Fergus Falls, Minnesota. They turned a 16-pc. Garden Tool Set (with Case) into a DeLonghi Digital Convection Toaster Oven.
Later, a group of sabrewing hummingbirds came in and hosted a tongue twister contest, which Chuck won!!!! They gave him an all expense paid ten second vacation to the United States Library of Congress in Washington D.C. When he got back, things were winding down. The hummingbirds soon bid us a fond farewell and told us to email them if and when our band played again.
When the last hummingbird had gone, Mr. Mouse said;
“Ah well, guess I’d better close up.”
But then we heard a spectral squeal projecting from the end of the bar. We all looked over and saw the black clad, skin headed figure of Nosferatu settling down onto a stool and nestling the bar as if it were a kitten.
Funny, but I don’t remember him coming in.
When I got back to the Cave-Groves and Chuck were doing magic tricks. They made an elevator appear that would take people to Fergus Falls, Minnesota. They turned a 16-pc. Garden Tool Set (with Case) into a DeLonghi Digital Convection Toaster Oven.
Later, a group of sabrewing hummingbirds came in and hosted a tongue twister contest, which Chuck won!!!! They gave him an all expense paid ten second vacation to the United States Library of Congress in Washington D.C. When he got back, things were winding down. The hummingbirds soon bid us a fond farewell and told us to email them if and when our band played again.
When the last hummingbird had gone, Mr. Mouse said;
“Ah well, guess I’d better close up.”
But then we heard a spectral squeal projecting from the end of the bar. We all looked over and saw the black clad, skin headed figure of Nosferatu settling down onto a stool and nestling the bar as if it were a kitten.
Funny, but I don’t remember him coming in.
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