Monday, August 30, 2010

I am an Eye

I try to cash a check and attempt to make the irregular amount come out even by offering pocket change when the cashier refuses.

I mistake a toned Kennedy half-dollar coin for an older Walking Liberty half-dollar by holding the coin upside-down.

I ask to search the cash register for more coins while informing the clerks of United States half-dollar coin designs dating back to 1916.

I walk to catch a bus to the Los Angeles Convention Center and see Anna running to catch a bus in the opposite direction.

She fails.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Curry Western

Little Zachary visits dad at work. They enjoy traditional Indian food.

They wait in the rightmost of two lines to ride invisible horses at a gallop across thirty feet of mud.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

In a Box on the Bed in the House

Rich (Emilio Estevez) and Steve (Keanu Reeves) left the business seminar shaken.

"What's that you're playing with?" asked Rich.

"It's a jingling ball," replied Steve, who rolled the reflective silver sphere in his hand. It jingled.

"Wanna school me at Guitar Hero? There's one standing next to the popcorn machine."

"Only if you're paying. It's a dollar huh?"

The pair strolled across the movie theater lobby. Rich pulled coins from his pocket as Steve spied a stack of smaller coins - pennies and nickels - abandoned in a box on the side of the machine. He emptied the coins into his hand, and his lips moved silently as he added up the amount.

"I'm thinking there's enough here. Hey look there's more!" Steve muttered. He indicated with a head nod the paper bills of different denominations littered on the gaudy carpet.

He continued to mutter, and collected the discarded cash, then paused to pick up a business card.

"I can't make out the name, Charles Golding?" he said more to himself than Rich.

A caterpillar-like elderly man crawled along the floor and addressed Steve, still puzzled at the appearance of the card. "I'll be having that," he crowed and stared indeterminately in a random direction, his eyes unfocused.

Steve noticed that the man pushed a red and white striped stick ahead of him across the sticky carpet.

"Are you saying the dollar bills belong to you too?" called Steve as the man crawled into a bedroom. "Wait!"

Steve walked through the doorway in time to see the man crawl into a pink bed between two elderly ladies who watched a silent movie screen opposite them.

"What's going on here?" Steve called as he examined the paper money. One bill had an inky shoe print on the back. On another, a note was scribbled:

'en la caja en la cama en la casa'

Monday, August 23, 2010

Sliding on Hardwood Floors in Tube Socks Battle

Chris: judge, fighting in the style of Judson Laipply in "Evolution of Dance".

Lance: dancer, fighting in the style of Yu Chae Young in "Emotion".

Ben: locksmith, fighting in the style of Dave Elsewhere in "7-11 Slurpee commercial".

All three contestants battle to the death in a fitness center weight room. Who will win?

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Cars & Guitars

Red Chrysler minivan crushed into the outside bathroom wall as I used the urinal.

Walked through the music store after hours where guitars and amps had been set up in doorways; one tuned by B. B. King, and a giant 'drum tuned' guitar.

A coworker arrived with a lunch box and a violin case.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

I'm Going to Wichita

I rode the orange Disneyland monorail coaster with the rear shaped like a 1971 Dodge Charger; pulls three G's around turns.

I rode with others in a large dome-shaped room with padded blue walls, floor and circular benches; easy to hose off vomit.

Through the night, I felt small jolting earthquakes that I feared would eventually wake my mother; they were really aftershocks.

Though asleep, I knew the tremors came from cars racing by the Tiffany lamp, towering overhead; it's in the corner next to my bed.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Think Happy Thoughts

Little cute bees. Little babies.

Tiny, tiny bunnies
hopping, twisting, contorting, catching fireflies.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Kung Pow

Change
Focus
Commitment
Perseverance
Flexibility
Gastrointestinal
Onomatopoetic

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Stream of Unconsciousness

Waiting in line to buy a dozen tacos from Taco Bell, doing dips on an old wooden fence, an old guy found a 1943 copper Wheat Penny in the tip jar and handed it to me.

"Lemme talk to you about a Dinner Party Action show," he wheezed

"The worst feeling is knowing you could have won but didn't say anything," he wheezed.

"They wanted me to be a writer," he wheezed

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Threes

Lions in Awesometown.

Stolen money in a couch cushion, in a suit, in a church, in the left hand aisle, in the middle of a devotional.

School kids in a pew play a mobile phone Apache helicopter war game.

Apprehension, interrogation, confession.

Movie shoot on location: a Blackhawk helicopter destroys a Coast Guard helicopter and an 18-wheeler.

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Remembering Lives Past

I once was Mark Little, then was Malik Shabazz.

Now I'm Phillipe Navau, and I like to play jazz.

Sunday, August 1, 2010

Fade Out

Last scene:

Aang stabs me in the kidneys with two sharp sticks.