Monthly Archives: September 2005

50 Word Fictions

50 Word Fiction Fridays Vol. 26

Whoooo-hoo! Today marks sixth months of 50 Word Fictions! Was it good for you? Because it was great for me. Congratulations everyone who has been playing along. As an extra special Six Month Anniversary, today is actually 100 Word Fiction Friday!! That’s right, today only you get double the pleasure, double the fun, double the words. Don’t say I never gave you anything.

This week’s theme is “repairs.”

Fixer Upper

“I didn’t mean to..” he said.

“Yeah, so you’ve said. You never mean to.” she said.

“I don’t know why you keep giving it to me.”

“I don’t have much choice, it’s where it wants to go.”

It was looking a little worse for wear, bumped and bruised. She examined it throughly, held up to the light, read the small print… sure enough, she was screwed. There was no warranty on her heart. She put on a brave face.

“Well, a little duct tape will fix that right up.”

“I promise to be more careful.”

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Our Man on the Street, Lloyd, reports from the Fun Hole.

I received this email from Lloyd:

Hi Jodi,

I thought you might like to hear about my encounter with the guy who works at the Fun Hole.

I was walking back from the Indian restaurant and saw half a dozen police cars, lights flashing, parked along thhe north side of 35th St.

As I got closer, I saw that there was yellow police tape around the outside of the jewelry store, a handful of cops clustered at store entrance and another group in the alley that runs from Deluxe Junk back behind the building. A more civilian-looking gentleman was videotaping the scene.

The guy working at the Fun Hole was leaning over his counter, the better to see the proceedings. I asked him what happened.

He said two guys pulled up into the alley and one of them ran into the jewelry store. At the time, he said, he just thought the guy was late for work or something. Apparently the man forced the jewelry store clerk out of the store, and began grabbing jewelry. He then ran back to his accomplice, who was waiting in the car.

“I was going to go after him,” the Weenie seller said, “but they just took off. The guy was like half hanging out the car and they just took off.”

He nodded toward the fellow with the video camera.

“If that dumb-ass knew how to do a story he’d be interviewing me. I saw the whole thing. I’ve got a face made for television.”

Made for television, did you hear that? The Fun Hole is fast becoming my favorite place in Fremont.

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Glasses! Oh, no, mom! Not glasses! They’ll make me look absolutely positively goofy!

i have writers block big time. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I probably need to ride a roller coaster or something. I told Louise I had nothing to write about, and she said, “tell them about your new glasses.”

So I tried, but it came out:

I got new glasses. They are red. Then End.

But here is a picture of them. You get fish face because all my smirks looked too sleepy, and not in a good way. And my smiles fakey.

Fishface

You cannot even begin to imagine how big my hair is today. And I am fairly certain I’ve used that quote as a subject title before….

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Well, Brian, this is a very nutritious lunch. All the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?

Mr. Moon and I had lunch on Saturday as I was on the west side of the lake, and he was there working overtime. We’d recently chatted about my beef stroganoff cravings and how you just don’t see beef stroganoff in restaurants. Not being something he ever wanted, he had not realized.

Mr. Moon: Hey… do you guys have beef stroganoff?

Waiter: uhh… beef stroganoff? no, man, we don’t have that.

Jodi: It’s really not that common.

Mr. Moon: I would have thought it would be everywhere.

Jodi: Because it’s comfort food?

Waiter: Yeah… beef stroganoff is like something a mom makes. And Mac back there?*points to the kitchen* He ain’t no mom!

Our waiter was a witty, but slow, young man with an enterprising spirit. Despite the fact that it took forever to get the check, I gave him a pretty good tip because, like he told us, “Dude… this is my job, you know? And I need it. I need it to make money for drugs…. I mean SCHOOL! He-he-he-he.”

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Then and Now: Episode 12 – Gothic Games

When it comes to Then and Now, I often run my ideas past Mr. Moon, ask him what he thinks about the song choices. He’s always pointing out that the original is the best. And I chide him, for that is not the spirit of the game. It is not who is best, but rather who loves a song enough to want to redo it. Or sometimes the spirit of the game is why on earth would they chose to do that song? But sometimes the game is can you believe who covered that song? Ok, it’s a complicated game. And this week, Mr. Moon is right. This week, I chose Chris Isaak’s Wicked Game. Fat chance anyone is going to be able to improve upon that song. That song is on my “list.” It’s my list of songs that will never grow old and I will always love.
Wicked Game – Chris Isaak 1989

People ask, Jodi… where do you get your song ideas for Sunday’s Then and Now. That’s what they ask. And I tell ’em it’s none of their bee’s wax. But it’s a combination of suggestions from others, songs I know I want to use, and complete accident. For example, I knew that k.d. lang covered Chris Isaak’s Western Stars. But I did not know how many people have covered Wicked Game. There is a gregorian chant version of Wicked Game. Strange, unnerving, but true. I did not pick that one. But they also do a favorite Peter Gabriel song of mine. Not to mention Duran Duran. Anyway, I chose Finnish goth band H.I.M. Why? Because, on the surface you’d think “yeah! goth up this song! it’s dark, it’s tortured, it’s haunting!” But the truth is… it doesn’t add that much to it. Chris could goth it up if he wanted to. He totally could. I’ve seen him in concert several times. He has a suit made out of mirrors, people. And sure, that doesn’t sound very goth. But that’s because Chris transcends goth. You don’t have to be underweight and sickly looking to feel pain, kids. Nonetheless, if I were in a goth band, I’d totally cover this song. But only if it were ok with Chris.
Wicked Game – H.I.M. 2003

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50 Word Fictions

50 Word Fiction Fridays Vol. 25

Hey, this week’s theme is Autumn. But get this, I was busy cleaning, and didn’t even think about my story. CLEANING. If that’s not an omen of bad things to come, I don’t know what is. And now I am sleepy. So you all start without me, ok?

The Order of Things



“Autumn…. People like me better, you know.”

“So I’ve heard.”

“They write songs about me.”

“Oh yeah? That’s nice”

“I’m very popular, I’m thinking of getting my own gig somewhere, just leave the three of you behind.”

“Hey… Summer… no matter what… I will follow you. Always.”

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surprise songs

This dude is out of sight!

Ok, whenever I have nothing to say, I like to fall back on the audioblog option, and Lloyd just gave me the perfect opportunity. He commented on the Leo Sayer post, mistakenly giving Leo credit the song "Rubberband Man." Turns out, the summer of ’77 is sorta hazy for Lloyd. In order to clear things up, I had to get ahold of "Rubberband Man" for him. It’s a pretty enjoyable song, so ya’ll might as well enjoy it as well!

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I got nothing….

Well, it was my intention to celebrate the official beginning of autumn with a new color scheme. A Fall color scheme. I had it all done, was showing it to a couple of people for feedback, and then suddenly… I hated it. I changed some colors and other details… still hated it. So, no fall theme for now. I’m skipping on to my next theme idea. So you have that to look forward to.

Wow, other than that, I don’t have much to say for myself. Hmmmm… I must be saving it up for tomorrow’s 50 Word Fiction – the theme is Autumn.

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