Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Did I call you yesterday?

Three words. Write.

Tangy, adjective: zesty, sharp, acid, acidic, tart, sour, bitter, piquant, spicy, tasty, pungent.

Unhinged, adjective: deranged, demented, unbalanced, unglued, crazed, mad, insane, disturbed, out of one's mind, out of one's tree; informal crazy, mental, nutso, bonkers, batty, loopy, loco, postal, bananas, touched, batshit.

Vapid, adjective: insipid, uninspired, colorless, uninteresting, feeble, flat, dull, boring, tedious, tired, unexciting, uninspiring, unimaginative, uninvolving, lifeless, tame, vacuous, bland, trite, jejune.

A short. Short. Story.

 Did I call you Yesterday?

I’m sitting in my car speaking to you over blue tooth.

Did I call you yesterday?  I barely remember hearing your voice.  I told you I couldn’t find my car.  I remember telling you I searched for it on the rooftops, and how I slipped from the terra cotta shingles and ended up falling on my back into someone’s backyard.  The couple that lived in the house was a vapid pair and did not oblige the anxiety or urgency to find my car.  They didn’t even care that I fell from the roof.  They didn’t even question it.  They treated me like I was there for a visit. They fed me a lunch of cucumber sandwiches, which are out of season.  They made me watch their butler and maid re-enact a scene from the celebrated Broadway play, “Hamilton.”  Not being actors, the scene was a jumble and not entertaining. 

They gave me a drink, although tangy and sweet, it made me sweat and I insisted on calling you.  They allowed me the use of their phone, it was strangely attached to the wall with a cord…  I don’t know what happened after that.  I’m sure the couple was more boring than before, and perhaps I died from the boredom. That was yesterday. 

I’ve been running a fever.  I know the fever made the conversation seem like I was unhinged.  I know I have the flu.

Do you know where my car is?


  1. scary I hope the person in the car is found

  2. Flue, loss of memory and careless disregard for her own safety! She is definitely in trouble. Perhaps she is indeed unhinged!

  3. Winter cucumbers are the worst! Flavorless.

    Hi :)