“… where happy people danced and sang, the skies clearing once more and the rain fresh in their fields, their celebration songs spreading to other valleys until the whole region was alive with the sound of their voices…”
Second graph, courtesy of “Criswell.”
“…..and then, for the third consecutive Tuesday, another mesocyclonic bomb descended upon the Bay Area blowing-out windows, falling century old trees, crushing cars, washing-out roads, flooding the farmlands and erasing any likelihood of a storybook ending.”
And “David.”
With frogs a croakin’, owls hoo’ hoo hoo hooin’, and weather geeks all in a titter, evening settles in.
Up is up and down is down, and then, a Cheshire cat descends from its perch with its upside-down grin.
Metal cups clanging on iron doors and the clink, clink of ankle chains stirring foretell a brewing storm.
The Notorious MTG is coming; it’s coming. All shall be freed. Zombie horde apocalypse shall perform.
And “Andy.”
The Valley became home to many and more, the huts equipped with ranges by Wolf and baths of marble.
Mommies and Daddies crept along crawly ribbons of asphalt to jobs in a fairyland city, humming a semi-rural ditty:
We all live in Su-bur-bia, with room for SUVs but not for newbies,
We keep the schools good and the barriers to entry high
Even though many of us are just barely scraping by.
Yes! We all live in Su-burb-ia! In Su-burb-ia we all live!
Ed Note: Feel free to add your own paragraphs in “comments”… let’s see where this takes us…
“…..and then, for the third consecutive Tuesday, another mesocyclonic bomb descended upon the Bay Area blowing-out windows, falling century old trees, crushing cars, washing-out roads, flooding the farmlands and erasing any likelihood of a storybook ending.”
Ooh, sweet use of “mesocyclonic” and thanks for adding to our tale!
Nicely done. Let’s see if another local scribbler builds on your story arc. Who knows where this goes? We hear Apple and AMC are looking for story ideas…
The Editors
With frogs a croakin’, owls hoo’ hoo hoo hooin’, and weather geeks all in a titter, evening settles in.
Up is up and down is down, and then, a Cheshire cat descends from its perch with its upside-down grin.
Metal cups clanging on iron doors and the clink, clink of ankle chains stirring foretell a brewing storm.
The Notorious MTG is coming; it’s coming. All shall be freed. Zombie horde apocalypse shall perform.
Interesting… rocking a little Poe in there, and some politics?
Just took a call from Disney, they’re interested in optioning the rights.
We’ll cut all contributors in for 10 percent.
Sorry, somebody else is going to have to find the rainbow in this story.
The Valley became home to many and more, the huts equipped with ranges by Wolf and baths of marble.
Mommies and Daddies crept along crawly ribbons of asphalt to jobs in a fairyland city, humming a semi-rural ditty:
We all live in Su-bur-bia, with room for SUVs but not for newbies,
We keep the schools good and the barriers to entry high
Even though many of us are just barely scraping by.
Yes! We all live in Su-burb-ia! In Su-burb-ia we all live!
If it’s gonna sell, somebody needs to bring the rainbow.
Or not.
Because Hollywood likes a Happy Ending?
Yep. I figure Hallmark Channel or Disney needs a happy ending, but then I haven’t watched a lot of Disney lately.
For the Music Bunker which also offers breaking news as it breaks, may I offer a soundtrack? Down in the Valley, the valley so low. All we need now is a romantic ending to this apocalyptic tale of weather, privilege, and woeful cost of living down in the valley.
We were thinking maybe “Our House,” by CSN… but we’re standing by for a local scribbler to pen the ending.
Doh! A romantic coup de grace to a tormented tale.
We lean that way. Hard-eyed realists hoping for an emotionally satisfying ending.
Is the Criswell in reference to ‘The Great Criswell’ of psychic buffoonery? He does the intro for ‘Plan 9 From Outer Space’. An interesting character.
Judging from some of the spelling errors I’ve seen in comments here and elsewhere I’m surprised at the literacy!
We don’t judge!
The Editors
My friends……it is Criswell. My friends…..we are all interested in the future for that is where you and I will spend the rest of our lives.
True enough…