Party Hearty
The party had gone quite well until Stevey suggested that they smoke the flowers rather than just eat them. After that, everything got a little foggy . . . . . David, Sf.G.
Scouting Party
The new recruits to the Texas Wildflower Protection League had heard that a a number of thistles and some Johnson grass were invading their territory and thought that they could get some points with their instructor, the Colonel, if they took the initiative to scout out this potential menace. They were quiet, they were stealthy, but they hadn’t yet gotten the lesson on camouflage. . . . . David, Sf.G.
Color of the Day
Imogene, while listening to AM radio late one night, heard someone who claimed to be a registered therapist state unequivocally that we should wake up each morning, look in the mirror, and ask, “Do we really want to be that person–are we happy?” That morning, as she looked in the mirror, she wondered, do I really want to be red? . . . . David, Sf.G.
Spelling Bee
Andy had been practicing for the National Spelling Bee and felt he was ready not only for spelling, but the new rule of giving a concise definition; he just hoped he didn’t get stuck with Australopithecus . . . . David, Sf.G.
Center Stage
While Angie didn’t have a bad voice and looked pretty darn good, she was no Cher or Madonna–not even Cyndie Lauper–but still she had to be center stage, out front whenever the girls got together to do Karaoke. She had dreams of a recording contract, maybe even the movies, but her friends knew how that would end up: Prom queen this year, three babies, an ex-jock husband working at the mill, and a minivan in five years. Oh well, they thought, it doesn’t hurt to dream. . . . . David, Sf.G.
Cross Pollination
Helen was confused and perhaps a little jealous; her distant cousins the tomatoes, lettuce, and peas could pollinate themselves, no one else needed. She wondered, depending on how the Supreme Court ruled on the Defense of Marriage Act (DOMA) and California’s proposition eight regarding the legality of same sex marriage, would her far flung self pollinating cousins maybe be able to marry themselves? . . . . David, Sf.G.