Tuesday, June 29, 2004
The bright colors of the carnival ride are piled in a heap on the back of the broken down truck. The driver is busy talking to the cop in front.
That's no fun.
Monday, June 28, 2004
'IS THERE A HARRY IN HERE?' he shouts as he walks into the locker room. He turns to the old man walking in, 'Are you Harry?' he asks.
The old man turns to him, 'I used to be.'
Saturday, June 26, 2004
The courtyard is as politically charged as the movie inside. The pros and cons are having their paper wars. He's throwing yellow booklets on the ground, hoping that someone, anyone, will care enough to take a second look.
November will tell if this moment really matters.
Friday, June 25, 2004
They stand behind the counter patiently smiling at him. Into the cell phone he starts to read the first column of their menu... then the second column... then the third...
By the time he starts naming all the chips on the rack, their smiles are pretty much gone.
Thursday, June 24, 2004
The parking lot's stairs can be seen through its glass cage. A hundred workers climb upward, eagerly trying to get out.
Not unlike an ant farm.
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
They gather around the large table, brought together by many years of familiarity and one goodbye. Holding back emotions, he says 'I'm gonna miss you.' 'We're all gonna miss you' comes their reply.
Then they pass along their gift to the lady in the middle, before he and the gang head back to work.
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
As they stand by the weight machines, they speak in a language that is far from English. Still their conversation is very clear.
He acts like he knows it all; and she let's him think that.
Monday, June 21, 2004
The fireplace stands alone on the hillside. The greenery betraying what must've been horrible a long time ago.
If only they used the same material for the rest of the house.
Sunday, June 20, 2004
He grabs the arm of his friend. "I just saw my face in the mirror... I look so OLD."
Obviously the sunglasses he's buying aren't rose colored.
Saturday, June 19, 2004
She opens up the back of her giant SUV as he comes around the car with the party size sub. He balances it on his shoulder like a javelin.
She lowers the seat as the truck barely swallows the whole thing.
Friday, June 18, 2004
He tries to pick up the weights and the young ladies. He only has one problem...
His pick up lines are as old as he is.
Thursday, June 17, 2004
The two kids carry two big smiles and two big basketballs.
Following at some distance are their dads, one limping. They must've played a game of Life.
Wednesday, June 16, 2004
June Gloom hangs over the entire city like an old wet blanket. The clouds break just enough to give the mountain a shiny face. A guy cuts me off in traffic.
He's missed his exit, and this moment.
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
She probably has to wait until 2020 before she's even eligible to be a Laker Girl, but she doesn't care. In her two year old mind she's already one of them... and no one is going to stop her from dancing along.
As the score falls farther and farther behind, the Lakers need all the help they can get.
Monday, June 14, 2004
She leans towards the punk rocker sitting down. 'Excuse me, that's my space.' 'Huh?' comes his reply. 'Ex-cuse me, you are in my space' she repeats. He looks at her wondering if a fight is on its way. Suddenly his eyes open wide, 'Oh-My-God-Oh-My-God... how've you been?!' he screams.
They hug, catch up on old times and make plans to definitely get together.
Sunday, June 13, 2004
He stands out, in his pink shirt and matching pink hat. She shows up beside him, in her pink skirt and matching pink shoes. It's a well planned out thing.
They're having lunch with the girl in the pink sweater.
Saturday, June 12, 2004
It's just a little prick of the finger. Judging by his face, it's more like major surgery. Sweating profusely, he needs the comfort of his wife.
This free blood screening is costing him more than he's bargained for.
Friday, June 11, 2004
She smiled as she chose the blue candy over the red.
Moments later, the blue lipped lady regreted that decision.
Thursday, June 10, 2004
It was nearly as big as he was, yet he kept trying to carry it all by himself. A co-worker came by and together they carried it off.
Ants have such teamwork.
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
'But officer I had my cruise control set to 65.'
'Well. since the speed limit is 55 I have no problem giving you this ticket.' Recanting her story, she's laughing about it now.
Tuesday, June 08, 2004
He picked up the phone to send his friend a message. Staring at the keypad... click- click- click- shift-click- click- click- click- shift-click- shift-click- click- click- shift-click-
Wouldn't it have been easier to just call?
Monday, June 07, 2004
They were so moved by the man that they came by the thousands, only to not move for hours. Some brought flowers and cards, some brought memories. Others only brought their curiosity. Even the black birds along the wall seemed to take pause.
They came to say goodbye to an icon, an era, a man. Goodbye Gipper. We'll keep the light on for you.
Sunday, June 06, 2004
He struggles to reach the cereal on the top shelf. Time and time again, to no avail. Suddenly, he grabs a different brand at eye level and storms off.
Some things rise too high to be successful.
Saturday, June 05, 2004
She hurries out of her shiny SUV while the light is red. She scrapes at her windshield with a small piece of cardboard; apparently the victim of a bird with good aim. As the light turns green and the horns start, she sheepishly gives up...
At least until the next light anyway.
Friday, June 04, 2004
He struts like a peacock down the street. Chest puffed and arms flailing as he looks around. Who is he doing this for?
Oh, his own reflection in the window.
Thursday, June 03, 2004
Suddenly my cubicle was filled with people... cluck cluck cluck like chickens...
Then, as if a fox appeared on the horizon, they scattered...
He asked me "how's it going?" as he dialed his phone. Before I could answer, the finger went up, and he walked off.
Guess the question is more imporant than the answer.
Wednesday, June 02, 2004
The train sped past the car... which drove off past the cat... that darted off past the snail, crawling diligently along the curb.
Everyone had some other place to be.
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
A dozen small black crows caw wildly as they swoop and bump into one another. They're new to this... trying diligently to copy the big momma crow up front.
WANT A BETTER LIFE?