642 – 7: What a character holding a blue object is thinking right now.

        It was all she could think about. The blue was even more vibrant than she remembered, like the ocean on a bright summer day. She was reminded of The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, her grandfather’s favourite poem. He used to recite it to her, his voice tempered with the characters and emotion and the last verse always welled tears in his eyes. He went like one that hath been stunned, And is of sense forlorn: A sadder and a wiser man He rose the morrow morn. He wasn’t an overly emotional man, no more than … Continue reading 642 – 7: What a character holding a blue object is thinking right now.

The tale of the Roller Skating Drag Queen…and other life lessons

Howdy Toasters! Something happened recently, a reminder to never take yourself too seriously and that it’s always better to be laughed with than at. This is the story of that incident. “Ok Puss your pain relief should be kicking in now. What? You want more? But you’ve already had double the maximum dose!  Ok she’s refusing to move ’til she can suck the thing dry… Just give it to her” The paramedic with the killer smile telling me to suck the pain away and go deeper with his whistle was kind of kinky but playing dr / patient wasn’t how … Continue reading The tale of the Roller Skating Drag Queen…and other life lessons