the one about the violinist, the constantly pregnant coworker, and the gas stations
the one about the guy who takes all the money from the Baby Pool at work and blows it on poker
the one about the girl who loses her two sisters in a small town in wisconsin
the one about the woman whose daughter has dreams that come true
the one about the girl who dances in the rain with the boy she’s in love with
the one about the bowling alley and the person who never sprays the shoes
the one about going on a road trip to see paul westerberg and being crushed by your idol being human
the one about the girl who hung herself because should couldn’t think of a story idea for class
the one about the girl who actually died of humiliation right there on the karaoke stage
the one about curt bowling a 289 or something
the one about the girl who tries to con the internet to go with her to the mike doughty show in Madison on May 4th (okay, that’s a true story)
the one about the girl who sends secret admirer notes to the boy she likes in an attempt to get him to like her
the one about the snakyhipped cowboy and the girl who broke his heart because she was the fuck and run girl
the one about the girl who gets released from jail the day kurt cobain killed himself
There’s the one about the priest, the rabbi, and the witch doctor who walk into a bar.
Maybe that one will work.
your smart ass is not appreciated when i am in freakout mode. thankyouverymuch. no sexual favors for you!
Dude.
Any of those would work. Well…maybe not the dream one.
I dig the Kurt Cobain one–like really dig it.
i am gonna write a story about a woman who has a dream about her grandma dying.
See, there you go. And make sure she’s pregnant (the woman, not the grandmother) and when she wakes up from her dream she finds out that she’s a murderer. And that she’s late to meet her sisters who are all cookie-cutter Desperate Housewives chicks.
Hey….what if you did a parody of all the stories we’ve read in class so far? That could be fun 🙂
that would get me beat up on the way to grumpy’s. fun, but is it worth the pain?
The pen is mightier than the pint glass.
Not true. In fact, the pint glass is often necessary to lube up the pen.
And yeah, Jodi, it probably wouldn’t be good to bring that in….BUT, I highly suggest that we do it over a beer sometime. What fun.
The Kurt Cobain idea sounds the most promising, but the gramma dying dream idea works too. Take luck.
“He may have been the ugliest cat I’d ever seen, but when I saw him gingerly dragging the tattered remains of a bright yellow kite across the empty field next to the car wash, I was smitten.”
Smitten with a kitten?
“Fuck Cinderella: If Dreams are a wish the heart makes, then I’m a serial killer.”