Wednesday, April 06, 2022
Burners
Marcy presses
the burner phone
against her breast!
It slows her wild heartbeatfor some reason. Her
young Lieutenant having
returned to the wife,
M sobs again.
"Again!"
Labels: betrayal, broken heart, burner phone, cell phone, handsome, infidelity, used, wife, young
Tuesday, March 22, 2016
The Small Family
They finally gave in when Mitz worked at
Sam’s Club part-time to get money, and
the discount, to buy her own smart phone.
“The beginning of the end!” Laurel pronounced
to Mac.
“I don’t understand women as you know.”
“Keep it that way. You’ll get to Heaven.”
Labels: cell phone, Family, heaven, smart phone, teen girl, women
Tuesday, March 08, 2016
The Defiant One
Her mother and he agreed. Extraction
of the cell phone for a week.
She cried. At the actual imposition, and
continuously during the sentence.
She got it back, and he, somewhat guilty,
agreed to take her and two girlfriends
to see The Bell Bottoms, a throwback
trio of acne-scarred guitarists and “singers.”
An explosion of light and smoke and noise
like car crashes. With girls like his daughter
screaming.
The trio he brought remained enraptured
for two weeks! Such a mooniness is
devoutly to be wished.
If only for its quiet.
Which lasted a while longer. Breathing space.
Then a mid morning call from the principal.
When he arrived, present with her and the two
other girls, Detective Sergeant Del Destry.
Who had stopped them sneaking from the
school, intent on joining the boy band for
its upstate tour.
The musicians knew nothing of the plan...
or so they said.
The Principal wanted them immediately back
in class, and would drive them home after,
conferring with each set of parents thereby.
Mr Ohner, the shop teacher, volunteered to stay
in the car with the ones or one remaining. Until
the final stop.
A well-organized plan to help shatter parents.
The detective ultimately walked him out.
The high school was at the foot of a long,
uphill avenue.
“What do you see when you look up there?”
“Busy street. Cars.”
“I see a parade of psychologists and social workers.”
“And an end result of...misery?”
“Why not try Sister Veronica?”
The retired nun ran a soup kitchen at St Luke’s.
His Cindy there? mused he. No way!
Way. She became indispensable.
Persuaded him and his wife to help out at the
Christmas Dinner.
He toasted Sister Veronica after, with cranberry juice.
“We owe you!”
“You owe God.” Didn’t disagree.
Labels: beleaguered parents, boy band, cell phone, defiance, father, girls, Mother, nun, parents, problem girls, soup kitchen, teen behavior
Thursday, September 24, 2015
The Conference
Faith(s)
-So you represented the laity?
-Midst priests, ministers, rabbis, imams.
The whole ilk.
-What to report?
-First, expropriated our cell phones!
-Good! Isolation from the mean world’s
frenzy.
-We wandered the desert--actually the grounds
of the rococo pile.
-Encountered fellow pilgrims face to face?
-And I’d forgotten how gothic faces are, generally.
-Oh well, did the experiment work?
-Like they all do.
-Phone come back to you?
-They fucked that up too, I got the Bishop’s.
Great porn!
-Surely you couldn't unlock…?
-I prayed for a miracle.
Labels: Bishop, cell phone, imam, laity, minster, porn, priest, rabbi, religious conference
Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Billion Dollar Bracket
Wags at Basketball
-Did you jump through the hoops before you
filled out your Billion Dollar Bracket?
-Yup. Confirmation numbers through cell and
email!
-Keeping the riffraff out.
-Who can blame them? Not me, about to join the
One-Percent!
-Pick a lot of upsets?
-Fight fiercely Harvard!
-I do miss Tom Lehrer. He'd make up funny songs about
Yahoo and Google today. But Yahoo gets the edge with
your cell number!
-I suppose. They count the hairs on my right ball, and Google
on my left.
-That's not the whole sordid picture.
-NSA handles that.
-Good! We need protection from Communist sonsabitches
like you!
-Hey, I'm a fuckin Republican!
-Ever more bizarre.
Labels: ; Republican, Billion Dollar Bracket, cell phone, Communist, email, google, Harvard, NCAA Basketball, Tom Lehrer, upsets, Yahoo
Sunday, January 11, 2009
My New High Sierra Backpack
Took it to Health Food Store.
Found I could fit everything in
but a faded hippy. Hey it
does everything but shake my
dick after pissing. + has
cell phone pocket! Or
is that the same thing?
Labels: backpack, cell phone
