Thursday, August 17, 2006
New Beginning 78
I woke up this morning, and a tomato hit me in the head. A ripe one, splattered all over the place. A strange way to wake up it is, but I'm starting to get used to it, now. Yesterday was a peeled grapefruit. Weird. I haven't quite figured it out. At first, I thought it was a monkey, and I dreaded the morn when a handful of stinking shit might fly when I opened my eyes, but the fruit stopped after a week or so. First time it happened, I didn't know what to think. I leaped out of bed, by instinct jumped into a karate stance. Nothing there. I ran around the house looking for the dirty bastard, but nothing. The door was still bolted with the couch pushed in front of it. Bucket of tacks still in place over it. Bunsen burner hot beneath the window. All was well. So, where the damn did that peach come from?
"For the love of you-know-who," swore Gabriel, up above, "this Newton kid is dense." He glanced up to where he thought Michael must be hovering. "What next, Michael?"
The other angel swooped into view, brandishing a determined look and a watermelon. "If this doesn't make him discover gravity," he said, "nothing will."
Opening: Wormy Boy.....Continuation: Braun