Old Hats 12/06
Another cop out on blogging... this is part two from my inner dork. We were totally into the hat thing again and even included Beaner's guest whom I will call J. J was such a trooper and didn't even mind the cheese that is our family. (Hey Beaner... this one's a keeper)
Queenie has not given me a picture yet. Dork.
The crude table was thrown together again for the rematch...the crates a little more worn, the wood showing the scars of the year that passed.
Big Easy reprised his role of hosting this group of miscreants. It was a task he took very seriously, bringing out his most prized pickled fish and putting in his best orbital prosthesis. This year they would have a new game, but true to form, the gruff scalawag didn’t show nerves. He relied on his near half decade of living and rose easily to the challenge.
To his left sat Mittens whose habit of stealing translated this year into Backward Betty’s stump and coveted spot. She sat perched on her prize, daring anyone to cross her. The time that passed since their last game was spent honing her skills and she was ready to be the victor. The multicolored cap atop her head made the others question her sanity, but this was all part of her plan.
Next to her Backward Betty smacked incessantly on chewing gum, her new vice. Lacking the security of the cigarette she once held, she clutched a glass of beer made from roots and pulled out a pocket dictionary every so often to throw out a big word or two. This year she donned a pair of fur lined shoes and the others couldn’t help but show their jealousy.
Saving Private Sarah’s eyes had a new sparkle to them. The azure hue was seldom seen due to her habit of keeping her head down, but this year they were open and alert. There was a story waiting to be told and the others were thrown by it. Her interest was solely on the stranger that sat to her left. They communicated silently and seemed a tad too chummy. Feed prices were on the rise again, but would she have the guts to bilk the others out of the pot?
Jay Bogart was a tall drink of water with a quiet demeanor that made everyone a little leery. He sat close to Saving Private Sarah who introduced him as her feed salesman. His look was of someone who dabbled in all things shady and it was apparent he was brought to help secure a win.
Big Easy reprised his role of hosting this group of miscreants. It was a task he took very seriously, bringing out his most prized pickled fish and putting in his best orbital prosthesis. This year they would have a new game, but true to form, the gruff scalawag didn’t show nerves. He relied on his near half decade of living and rose easily to the challenge.
To his left sat Mittens whose habit of stealing translated this year into Backward Betty’s stump and coveted spot. She sat perched on her prize, daring anyone to cross her. The time that passed since their last game was spent honing her skills and she was ready to be the victor. The multicolored cap atop her head made the others question her sanity, but this was all part of her plan.
Next to her Backward Betty smacked incessantly on chewing gum, her new vice. Lacking the security of the cigarette she once held, she clutched a glass of beer made from roots and pulled out a pocket dictionary every so often to throw out a big word or two. This year she donned a pair of fur lined shoes and the others couldn’t help but show their jealousy.
Saving Private Sarah’s eyes had a new sparkle to them. The azure hue was seldom seen due to her habit of keeping her head down, but this year they were open and alert. There was a story waiting to be told and the others were thrown by it. Her interest was solely on the stranger that sat to her left. They communicated silently and seemed a tad too chummy. Feed prices were on the rise again, but would she have the guts to bilk the others out of the pot?
Jay Bogart was a tall drink of water with a quiet demeanor that made everyone a little leery. He sat close to Saving Private Sarah who introduced him as her feed salesman. His look was of someone who dabbled in all things shady and it was apparent he was brought to help secure a win.
1 comment:
You'll get the damn picture! Just calm down..... ;)
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