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| March 17, 1997 |
Get It: 90 |
Vol. 1, No. 45 |
FINALLY: #7's team won the
semi-final game on Friday night ... there was an awards
ceremony on Saturday ... the teams got medals ... like
Olympic style ... then they played the championship game
... it was nip 'n tuck for the first 3 quarters ... the
fans were absolutely out of control ... some fool sat
in the bleachers 'n filmed the whole thing ... I swear
I coulda smacked that little girl who kept swingin' the
balloon in front of my lens! ... we finally pulled out
all the stops 'n won the game ... it was great ... one
of the parents from our team asked me for a copy of the
tape ... I thought to myself "who'd wanna get a copy
of the game" ... then I remembered that I'd taped
it in the first place ... I wonder how it came out ...
maybe I can watch that instead of regular television.
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SPARKY: We bopped on over to
#1's Saturday night ... teachin' 'em a little 'bout wallpaperin'
... we were only doin' a little bit ... happened to be
over the only light switch in the room ... we all had
a good laugh about stickin' somethin' in the wires ...
gettin' zapped ... we got the strip soaked ... put it
in place ... found the marks ... #1 whips out the handy-dandy
utility knife to carefully trim around the electric box
... the paper was tough ... water was everywhere all four
of us were standin' 'round like surgeons workin' on presidential
kneecaps ... when ZAP!!! ... big fireball ... bits of
molten metal landed on the carpet ... #1 fell down! ...
we were all paralyzed ... blinded by the flash ... I reached
over with a stick 'n put out the carpet ... #1 finally
took a breath ... felt 'round his arms ... I was thinkin'
we'd be needin' some toilet paper ... we inspected the
knife ... the hole in the blade ... the chunk blown out
of the handle ... the smoke 'n char on the switch ...
finally we started laughin' ... at least we'll remember
that wallpaper job!
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PINCH: Hope y'all got some
green on! ... if you don't then give yourself a big pinch
from me ... I don't have a clue what I'm gonna find that's
green ... I have one "ugly as sin" green tie
that's only 25 years old ... ya know, they came back?
... I was shocked to see how the ties got wide again ...
'bout the time I was gonna throw all the old ones away
... the kids were wearin' 'em as jokes ... I dug around
'n got 'em out ... then we went casual ... I s'pose I
oughta bag up my ol' skinny ones for a couple o' decades
... maybe I can find some green underwear ... that's what
I used to say I had on when I'd forget ... then it became
politically incorrect ... maybe I still have the Leprechaun
outfit I wore when I was in Kindergarten ... I could wear
the little green shoes with the curled up toes ... I could
squeeze my feet into 'em like Cinderella's stepsisters
did on the glass slippers ... I remember my daddy pickin'
me up to put me in the car 'n he was standin' on the end
of my shoe ... ripped it right off ... I also remember
cryin' a bunch 'til my mom fixed it back ... as she muttered
under her breath about how she wished I'd have a dozen
jes' like me ... it almost worked!
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"Nothing is quite as liberating
as a blank piece of computer paper and a No. 2 pencil
- just try doodling on a computer." -- Mikey,
Thinkin' Too Hard
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| Mikey's Muse(tm)
is published weekdays as a commentary on stuff. Editor,
Michael T. Rusk. Copyright © 1997 by Michael T. Rusk.
Printed in the U.S.A. This publication may be distributed
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bits of fiction, and editorial liberties (lies) under
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in my writing are purely fictional and any resemblance
to any person, company or animal is purely unintentional.
If you don't get it, you just don't get it. Don't blame
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