Thanksgiving dinner, 2019
Oh, ye of limited vision…
Everything unknown to us must be fictional or nonexistent.
~ the unimaginative
Thanksgiving Eve
Thanksgiving Eve: when fugitive birds of all types sit around the campfire and swap stories about their respective narrow escapes…
National Fast Food Day
November 16 is National Fast Food Day.
Werewolf: “ALL food is fast food if you have to chase it down first.”
New horizons
“Touch me somewhere I’ve never been touched,” she breathed.
“I heard Poughkeepsie is nice this time of year,” I said.
“That… wasn’t exactly what I had in mind,” she replied.
Dinner at The Gem diner
Fried fish sandwich and fries, and on the recommendation of our serving person, banana cream pie for dessert. The banana cream pie was a pleasant surprise. I expected it to be good; it was better than that. The ‘cream’ was more like the custard you’d find in a crème brûlée than the pudding I was expecting.
A werewolf walks into a diner…
A werewolf walks into a diner at the full moon, sits down, and orders pot roast.
“I’m sorry, hun, we’re fresh out,” the waitress tells him.
It would have to be steak, then. He hadn’t had meatloaf since that unfortunate event with Jack.
Exchange
“I’ll do that for you if you give me that cephalopod you’re holding.”
“But that would be…”
“Yes. A squid pro quo.”
You are more than your trauma
He fled to the form of wolf, trying to outrun his trauma, which always kept pace with him. Then one day, he heard the moon whisper, “You are more than your trauma,” and on that day, he discovered he was free to be human once again, if he chose.
Werewolf alert
Werewolves: for those of lunar influence (or inclination), the next full moon appraches on Tuesday, November 12 at 8:34 a.m. EST, BUT it’s already 92.5% full NOW.
For everybody else: watch out for werewolves as you’re driving these next few days. They may be moon-besotted, and not paying enough attention to traffic.