Category: Short Stories

creative writing, fictional short stories

  • Jesus Cuts My Hair: And Other Stories From Jesus’ Barbering Days in Palestine

    Jesus Cuts My Hair: And Other Stories From Jesus’ Barbering Days in Palestine

    Hair Like Jesus was the name of the original barbershop in Nazareth. It took a while for business to pick-up because most people didn’t find hair styling/cutting to be a worthwhile expenditure. Eventually, maybe a decade before Jesus’ untimely death, the Caesar cut began to make waves throughout the Roman Empire. And while Tiberius didn’t wear this hair style, many of his adjutants and numerous Roman celebrities did. This was the period when the first t-shirts were printed with the JSMH & JCMH labels (Jesus Styles My Hair & Jesus Cuts My Hair). There were also hair-cutting disciples who would set-up pop-up barber stations throughout Judea, Samaria, & Galilee; many of them would hang a sign that read “Cutting Hair For Jesus”. This proved to be the zenith for Jesus’ popularity in the Roman Empire.

    Jesus was not the only person to join the new profession. There were a number of high-profile individuals who took up the trade, to include the Holy Spirit. Most of these endeavors were short-(o)lived but there were two who pushed Jesus to constantly up his game. Peter, the disgruntled former trainer and assistant general manager for Pontius Pilate (at Pilate’s Pilates Provisions) cut a mean high and tight and was also very skilled at making curls work with, rather than against, the client’s facial attributes. Whereas the Holy Spirit used techniques that highlighted their spatial-awareness of skulls skill set while creating subtle differences between the stylings and hems of them and Jesus.

    There are hundreds of wonderful parables, fables, and historically semi-accurate/articulate stories that give us a closer look at what the hair cutting industry was like during Jesus 1st run on earth. I’ve compiled a short list of some of my favorites, below. Most of these are available online from www.wwjr.bib; or if traveling, you can find brick & mortar sites of What Would Jesus Read: A Genesis of RevelationZ – Book Store, Snack Bar, & Spirits – in New York City, Los Angeles, New Orleans, Chicago, & Baltimore.
    Aside from the cutting and styling copycats, a number of professions emerged from the hair biz. Landscape design outfits and nail salons would spring forth seemingly overnight in neighborhood strip malls from Byzantium (Istanbul) to Yathrib (Madinah). Other, more esoteric ventures, e.g. exercise emporiums and makeover takeover palaces, had their 15 minutes of fame before fading away – like Tim Scott post inauguration. I’ve included several of these enterprises after the story section. In all, this period of early business history was less important for what it accomplished than for what it revealed; human nature’s desire for a more pleasing aesthetic goes back millennia. Be it a cut & color, a freshly groomed guinea pig or a well manicured fig tree, we prefer that which is easy on the eyes.

    1/2 Truths, Tales, & Unchronicled Notes from the final decade of Christ in Palestine
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    Hairy Stories from Jesus’ Barbershop:
    The Truth Behind The Long-Haired Hippie Style of Rōmmies & Why Caesars wore the Caesar cut
    The Hair Sweepers of Ancient Samaria
    Hair Stylist School as Post-Water-Gathering option: Aveda before it was Aveda
    That one time Jesus shaved, #2 – 2nd 2 None, into The Holy Spirit’s head
    Jesus’ use of mechanical shears before electricity
    Jesus Dyed my hair, but he didn’t die for my hair
    Jesus cut Delilahs hair before she cut Sampson’s hair
    Jesus fucked up the money changers because they didn’t tip him after getting their hair cut
    Mary & Joseph got free haircuts when Jesus achieved the title of Master Hair Stylist – but they still payed for the color tints
    Thomas doubted Jesus could give him a feathered look – & Jesus wept. But then, Thomas let Jesus cut his hair & he doubted nevermore, or at least until the YOLO controversy 

    Before the Last Supper, Jesus offered all of his disciples a free haircut; they all took him up on the offer excepting Philip, he had recently gotten his hair styled by Mary Magdalene – she was secretly supporting Philip’s fashion designer dreams in exchange for his company 
    Jesus first job cutting hair was in a salon called Capillus Secare 
    Jesus once gave me a coupon for 10% off my next visit – good for the purchase of product or haircut; I used the coupon for the shearing of my sheep 🙂 Jesus wept.
    Jesus barbershop was the most popular in
    Palestine because it offered complementary wine & unleavened leavened flatbread
    The Holy Spirit, Jesus’ right hand spirit, extended special discounted laundry services if you were getting a cut & color
    God The Spirit is sort of like Vodka – both spiritual, both worshipped/revered, & both enjoyed with orange juice
    on Sunday mornings

    Jesus favorite thing to tell customers was “Healthy Hair is Happy Hair”  
    Gaius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, a.k.a.Caligula/Gaius, often heard this when, as a child, he accompanied his father on hair-cutting errands. As Gaius lost his hair, he came to despise the saying and, by extension, Jesus and all of his long-haired customers/followers. However, after the crucifixion, Caligula had a change of heart. His appreciation for the work done by Jesus and Christ’s love for all people (well, all people who weren’t uber-wealthy assholes) touched Gaius in a way he wasn’t accustomed to. He spent his years as Emperor advocating for a complete expungement of Jesus’ criminal record, while eradicating the MAGAesque Senators who were prone to outlandish conspiracy theories and regularly quoted Diogenes of Sinope. Caligula, like all Caesars, was a complex fellow.

    Things the Bible never told you:
    Jesus uses the iPhone, in his 2nd act, to contact non-believers, it shows up as JSPAM, which many Midwesterners assume is Jalapeno SPAM and so they don’t answer
    Jesus wasn’t a baker by trade, his unleavened flatbreads ended up airy & delightful (leavened with no leavening agent and seasoned perfectly every time), not what local foodies expected nor desired. Local chefs heckled him but Martha & Mary of Bethany would eat 8-10 of these earliest taboon breads each week. And Judas Iscariot set up a stall next to the barbershop & began selling the bread (and giving it away to the poor and oppressed, as instructed by Jesus). The stall never sold out; Jesus used his multiplication of loaves trick to keep bread stocked 24/7.
    Jesus trimmed trees, & hair, & livestock by appointment. He didn’t allow animals larger than a standard ram or ewe in the shop but he had 6 stanchions out back and could accommodate additional animals at his home in Nazareth
    Jesus, Mary, & Joseph Cabinetry & Contracting Services LLC (JMJCCS) was a short lived business venture due to customers’ complaints of Jesus’ constant preaching to them about the importance of not wearing garments that contained both wool and linen
    Luke’s Landscape Designs (L.L.D.) was so successful that it still exists today – you know it better as Lowe’s
    Mathew’s Mani-Pedi Mart (MMPM) doubled as a social club for Mani-Pedi Men (MPM). Mani-Pedi Men were known throughout the Roman Empire for their fabulous shows performing song and dance. Dressed in robes of silk adorned with red diamonds and rubies and and green onyx and emeralds (now you know where the Christmas color palette originated) their shows drew crowds similar to what one saw in the most popular coliseum events
    Mark’s Makeover Palace (MMP) was the first licensed clinic, in the world, to provide gender affirming care. Mark’s oldest sibling, Joanna, was his first client and the reason he decided to open the clinic. In addition to hormone replacement therapy and puberty blockers, the clinic offered voice therapy, social service navigation, and mental health professionals available day and night
    John’s House of Jellos, Jaffa Oranges, & Jams (JHJJOJ) turned every meal into a celebration. With the addition of citrus jellies, pâtés, teas, condiments, sauces, relishes and more, the days of bland falafel sandwiches and disappointing dolma were over. John passed away, unexpectedly, eaten by a destruction of caracal. Nevertheless, his ideas for fruit as primary subject, rather than side or accompaniment is carried on at Frog Hollow Farm.
    Saul’s Balls: Party Planning Services for Galas, Soirées, Receptions, Reunions, Balls, and social gatherings of all types went the way of the Dodo long before the Dodo was killed off. Saul was caught hand-laundering money and was convicted for financially supporting the up and coming Zhou Dynasty (China) in exchange for the secret Zhou method of making 27 layer jello
    King David’s Royal Dry-Sand-Cleaning, Sword Sharpening, Robe Repair, & Artisanal Hummus Bowls shops were the primary economic driver of Judah’s amazing quarter century of 7%+ annual growth rate. After King David’s death, King Solomon attempted to stay the course, economically, but due to the grass pollens and ragweed allergen plagues, Judah’s growth rate never topped 4.3%.
    Sampson & Delilah’s Salon & Extreme Xercise Emporium (S&D’sSEXE) almost made it to America. They had a SEXE Club in London, when the Puritans made their first trip to the “new world”. The Puritans needed more money to secure a 2nd boat and S&D had the funds. They agreed to chip-in for the boat in exchange for a ride for the 3 owners, 5 employees and 14 pieces of club equipment. Less than 50 miles out of London, the S&D folk were thrown overboard. The equipment was spared and was stored in a pole shed just north of Salem. 100 years later a proper building was constructed and the club was once again active with a few minor changes – including the name – most call it The Y.
    Archangel Allen’s Art Supplies & Aphrodisiacs
    was very popular with the Groths, a group of younger people who wore earth tones, primarily brown and green. Unfortunately, Allen succumbed to the allure of great riches and repute. The last time anyone saw him he was riding away on a pale green horse.

  • You Don’t Look Like a Smoker: Conversations You May Have Overheard in 1988

    You Don’t Look Like a Smoker: Conversations You May Have Overheard in 1988

    Dahlia (D): You don’t look like a smoker

    Leo (L): What does a smoker look like

    (D) You know, not like you

    (L) Oh, yeah, I think I know, taller and wearing a tighter t-shirt

    (D) Yeah, something like that

    (L) Hmmm – I suppose I could buy some platform shoes and smaller t-shirts

    (D) Why?

    (L) So I would look like a smoker

    (D) Why would you want to look like a smoker? 

    (L) So people wouldn’t tell me I don’t look like a smoker

    (D) Oh

    (L) –

    (D) –

    (L) –

    (D) But why not just quit?

    (L) Quit what?

    (D) Smoking

    (L) Why?

    (D) So people wouldn’t keep telling you you don’t look like a smoker

    (L) Oh – well, I’m not a quitter

    (D) What?

    (L) I’m not a quitter

    (D) What’s that supposed to mean

    (L) It means I don’t just quit when something becomes difficult

    (D) Why?

    (L) Because that’s weak! Winners never quit and quitters never win.

    (D) Oh, I didn’t know.

    (L) Yeah, I figured

    (D) So what color t-shirts you gonna get?

    (L) When?

    (D) Whenever you go shopping for smaller shirts? 

    (L) Why would I buy smaller shirts? 

    (D) So people won’t tell you you don’t look like a smoker

    (L) But I am a smoker

    (D) I know, but people tell you you don’t look like a smoker

    (L) Yeah?

    (D) So if you get smaller t-shirts, and some boots to make you taller, people will stop assuming you don’t smoke

    (L) Yeah, I guess you have a point, but maybe I should just go to the gym and get swoll so I don’t need to spend money on new shirts and shoes

    (D) What exercise makes you taller?

    (L) What? None, what do you mean?

    (D) You said you could go to the gym instead of buying smaller shirts and taller boots

    (L) No, not taller, thicker, bigger chest and biceps and abs – so I’ll look taller without buying new shoes

    (D) How will bigger arms and a broader chest make you look taller? 

    (L) You know, because people will be looking at my guns and pecs and then they’ll raise their eyes to see my face and they’ll think I’m taller than I am

    (D) What? Why?

    (L) Because they perceive people with big muscles as taller

    (D) Who does? 

    (L) People

    (D) What people?

    (L) Like, everyone; don’t you? 

    (D) No

    (L) Why?

    (D) Because people who are more muscular look more muscular but their height doesn’t appear different to me.
     
    L) That’s weird

    (D) Why?
     
    (L) Because if you’re looking at someone’s muscles, below the neck, and then you have to move your eyes up to get to their face, they appear taller

    (D) No they don’t
     
    (L) Yes they do

    (D) Whatever, so you’re going to the gym instead of buying new clothes?

    (L) I don’t know, Maybe I’ll do both

    (D) Wait, if you go to the gym and workout and have bigger muscles, you won’t need the new clothes and if you get the new smaller clothes, you won’t need to go to the gym

    (L) Maybe I want new clothes and bigger muscles

    (D) Oh, well then I guess that would make sense

    L) Yeah, but I’ll have to see about getting a job so I have money cuz gym memberships are spendy and new clothes ain’t cheap

    (D) You don’t have a job?
     
    (L) No

    (D) What do you do all day?
     
    (L) Stuff

    (D) Like what?

    (L) Smoke cigarettes & talk to people

    (D) There’s your job, you should work as a telephone operator – they smoke & talk all day

    (L) Really

    (D) Yeah, my aunt Tracy did it for 40 years

    (L) You just talk to people & smoke? All day?

    (D) Yep, & of course connect folks to other folks, but that’s kinda secondary

    (L) Sounds perfect
     
    (D)Yep

    crushed empty pack of Newport cigarettes

    (L) Well Hey! Now that I’ve got my life figured out, thanks to you, you wanna run over to the feed mill with me to get some sunflower seeds

    (D) What do you need sunflower seeds for?

    (L) The Cardinals, they love ’em

    (D) You feed Cardinals?

    (L) Yeah, don’t you?

    (D) No. Yeah. Well, I put out bird seed for all the birds, not just Cardinals – don’t you think the other birds would like to be fed?

    (L) Sure, but my neighbor Jimmy puts out all the other seed so the other birds go to his yard for that and the Cardinals come to my yard for the sunflower seeds

    (D) Oh; what about squirrels, don’t they come and eat the sunflower seeds?

    (L) I’m sure they do but only when I’m not in the yard

    (D) How much time do you spend in your yard

    (L) I don’t know, probably 10-15 hours a day

    (D) What?

    (L) 10-15 hours a day

    (D) ummmmm. why?

    (L) So the Cardinals don’t have to fight with the squirrels for the seeds

    (D) ohh, ok; sounds like a full-time job

    (L) definitely is

    (D) so when would you have time to work as an telephone operator

    (L) I wouldn’t

    (D) so why did you say it was perfect and that your life was figured out

    (L) I think I was just excited and forgot about the squirrels bothering the Cardinals

    (D) oh

     

  • This is Why I Drink, with Myself

    This is Why I Drink, with Myself

    Red: Do you drink alone 

    Waverly: Of course not, good God, what do you take me for, some sort of miscreant? I drink with MySelf 

    R* YourSelf? 

    W* No, MySelf; I find most others tend to inquire about things which I’ve no interest in discussing 

    R* So you talk with yourself? 

    W* No, I’m not crazy, I talk with MySelf 

    R* I don’t follow, how do you mean, MySelf but not – YourSelf? 

    W* MySelf, Me, I, you know; Yourself, You, her/she; See? 

    R* Yes, but no, not really. What’s the difference between MySelf & YourSelf, theoretically speaking? 

    W* MySelf is the person I am, it’s me, not the person that you or anyone else perceive – what/who I know, intrinsically. YourSelf, or You, is that person that others see or create or reify to fit their perceptions of the being they are interacting with. 

    R* But why do you feel the need to differentiate based on the reality in your self and the perception of others? 

    W*  I don’t, it’s just the way it is, I didn’t make the rules. 

    R* I’m sorry, you didn’t make the rules? 

    W* Well No, I’ve no say in the matter, it’s just the way it is, was, will be. 

    R* I’ve never heard anyone make this argument before so… 

    W* that’s because it’s not an argument, it’s a basic principle of existence. 

    R* Since when? 

    W* Since the Universes. 

    R* The Universes? But what does 100 billion years of space have to do with perceptions and realities? 

    W* Nothing. 

    R* Then why did you say it’s a principle existence of time eternal? 

    W* Because it is. Just because the universe doesn’t take credit for a principle doesn’t mean it hasn’t always been. You have to believe that certain things ARE, simply because they ARE, not because you can explain or define or deconstruct them. If that were the case, we’d have died off before the first Pithecus walked upright. 

    R* Why 

    W*  Life doesn’t have time for that sort of interrogation when trying to survive. The question of perception, as it is and as it’s perceived, constructed, reconstructed, retooled, disembowled, reconfigured, reimagined, is a question that spans more millennia than recorded history has recorded. Perception, as a general construct, seems quite simple, yes? And therefore people think of it as a very cut & dried subject, concrete, static, when in fact it’s one of those ideas that plays out in a variety of ways, maybe a 1000 or 10,000, in one mind, and in 10 minds, interacting with one another, giving every variant thought hundreds of new, additional thoughts, and on and on. This is why A.I. will never capture the essence of creativity. Not human creativity, not animal creativity, plant, rock, soil, water, air, nothing, it’s too stupid to consider the nuance of the way one person’s perception colors another’s & it most certainly won’t ever go through any of the life experiences that we have, or that river’s have, or anything else. 

    R* OK, this is heavy, I didn’t think my initial question would result in my brain hurting. 

    W* Well, that’s part of the deal, we ask questions without knowing answers, or maybe thinking we know the answers, and sometimes we’re unsurprised and sometimes we’re dumbfounded by what we hear. There’s no reason to feel inept or unable, life is hard, and stupid, and ridiculous, and full of both the circuitous and the non-linear that proves to be linear long after the fact. Though linear isn’t even a term that we can ascribe a particular definition to as we need look no further than latitude and longitude and the process of delineating seemingly curved straight lines that have no beginning and no end, and are based on the make-up of the earth as it was several hundred years ago, and the trajectory it follows, which changes, and therefore changes the make-up of the orb as it is at any given point, and over time changes the degree to which earth’s land masses and atmospheres are affected by the forces of gravity and radiation and pressure and volcanic activity and tectonic shifts and then with the poles shifting, slightly, and constantly, possibly causing further disruptions in the continuum that we rely on for our alarm clocks, altering the very definition of what we think of as fixed and therefore throwing all previous knowledge relating to everything in recorded history out the proverbial window. 

    R* So you’re saying that if you drink with myself then you’re drinking alone

    W* fer fuck’s sake, how in the fuck would I drink w/ yourself, don’t you mean you, drink with you

    R* you said that yourself was not the same as myself – so then wouldn’t I refer to yourself as myself if referencing something that you’re engaged in?

    W* No, that’s non-sensical 

    R* I don’t get it. Myself & yourself don’t mean the same when speaking about yourself but when speaking about someone else they do mean the same?

    W* myself & yourself never mean the same thing, regardless of who’s using them

    R* can we start over?

    W* This is why I drink… with MySelf

  • Arctic Ocean’s Torpical Region & The Rat Islands

    Arctic Ocean’s Torpical Region & The Rat Islands

  • Volantes Pisces Montis

    Volantes Pisces Montis


    We were about 100’ above the jagged & craggy mountain tops, just South of Patagonia’s southernmost region,Tierra del Fuego- in the Los Dientes de Navarino mountains,- when we spotted what is believed to be the last Volantes Pisces Montis (aka Flying Mountain Fish or Francisco’s Ballena Bebe – named after Argentinian explorer Francisco Moreno). The fish, likely a close relative of todays flying fish, when full grown is the size of an adult African elephant & could stay aloft for 15 minutes before needing to return to the ocean for oxygen & the salt that kept its fin skin from drying out while in flight. If you look just north of the photo’s center, you’ll see a shadow – I’m 99% certain that’s our Flying Mountain Fish. What an awesome creature! 

  • Cat Life

    Cat Life

    (Grace) I’m hungry

    (Sebastián) Me to

    (G) Should we make something? 

    (S) No, we shouldn’t make something – you should make something

    (G) Because you can’t even boil water without burning your eyebrows?

    (S) No, because I have to feed my cat before he freaks out

    (G) How long does that take?

    (S) Like 30 minutes?

    (G) What? Why?

    (S) I have to sing Our House but the Sheena Easton version, so using my falsetto, while preparing his meal; and then I have to sit with him while he eats, humming Avett Brothers & Tina Turner songs otherwise he won’t eat anything and then I have to give him ear massages after he’s done eating and sing Tiny Dancer repeatedly until he falls asleep, usually takes about 30 minutes

    (G) Ok No, no, no, no, no, no… NO! Not ok, Sebastián, you cannot be that obsequious – especially with your cat.

    (S) Why?

    (G) Sebastián! He’s a cat – a very handsome, adorable, winsome, spoiled furry little ball of mischief, which is why you are compelled to kowtow to every whim, but no, that’s too much. He can eat without your singing, he just prefers you give him your undivided attention, kind of like me 🙂

    (S) What if he doesn’t eat?

    (G) Do you really think he’ll just go on a hunger strike until you cave?

    (S) Maybe, I mean, I’ve never thought about it

    (G) How old was he when you adopted him?

    (S) three

    (G) Three, and he was alive?

    (S) What? Yeah, he was alive

    (G) So he must of been eating prior to your kitty boudoir sessions, right?

    (S) OK, Grace, it’s not a kitty boudoir and yes, he was eating, but he was on the streets, surviving, there was no one to give him the attention he needed, I could tell he was a sensitive soul when I met him in the park

    (G) I’m sure you could, but trust me, he’ll eat whether or not he’s getting the royal treatment

    (S) You may be right, but we won’t know today, I’m going to feed him, do you wanna start prepping some veggies for a stir fry? Or just open some wine and wait til I’m done?

    (G) I’ll open wine, red or white?

    (S) Either’s fine

    (G) Have you ever asked Romeo about his life on the streets?

    (S)- — —— ummmm, yeaaaaahhhh…

    (G) And…

    (S) And it was rough, but also exciting

    (G) What did he tell you was exciting

    (S) He used to go dumpster diving behind a pizza joint and him and his brothers would have to fight off rats the size of chihuahuas to get the best scraps – he doesn’t really look like a bad-ass but he’s got that feral brutality that’s innate in most alley cats

    (G) Your grasp of cat has gotten really good, how’s his English coming along?

    (S) Really well, he’s a fast learner – last week I was watching a cooking show with a Canadian sushi chef making sushi and ramen and Romeo went right up to the screen and tried to paw the tuna off the table but ignored the salmon.

    (G) What does that have to do with his English skills

    (S) He was reading the subtitles to figure out which was tuna and which was salmon, that’s how he knew

    (G) He was reading subtitles… ummm, ok, 1st, why did you have subtitles on for a cooking show on the Food Network? 2nd, what makes you believe he prefers tuna to salmon? and 3rd, When do you see your therapist next?

    (S) I always have subtitles on, it helps me with my Spanish and Romeo is fluent in Spanish; and he likes tuna better, whenever I bring home sushi he’ll eat the tuna but not the salmon – though he does eat the cream cheese from around the salmon on the Philadelphia rolls; and I’m seeing Sean on Thursday, why?

    (G) Spanish? You speak Spanish? Since when?

    (S) Well, no, I don’t, aside from muchas gracias and por favor, but I’m learning using the subtitles. Like cerveza is beer and tequila is tequila and azul is blue and amarillo is yellow

    (G) Wow, I had no idea, that’s pretty incredible, I’ll bet by next year you’ll know more colors and how to say rum, vodka, & whiskey

    (S) Yeah, and I’ll learn how to ask questions like How are you, kitty?

    (G) Como Estas, gatito?

    (S) what?

    (G) Como Estas? it means How are you; and gatito is kitty, gato is cat

    (S) How do you know that?

    (G) I took Spanish all through high school and for three years in college and I worked in a restaurant and 2 of the cooks were from Guatemala, I talked with them a lot when we were slow.

    (S) So you’ve been speaking Spanish for like 10 years and you never told me?

    (G) You never asked

    (S) Have you not noticed my attempts to properly enunciate Spanish words when we’re ordering at Valentina’s Cocina?

    (G) Yes, & I’ve never laughed at you, not out loud anyway

    (S) never laughed at me? what do you mean? is it that bad?

    (G) It’s not good

    (S) Fine, I’ll switch to French subtitles, I already know how to count to 10 in French

    (G) That probably makes more sense as we may be spending more time in Canada in the coming years

    (S) What? Why? Don’t tell me – you’ve been playing hockey since you were 5 and you were on the Juniors National Team for a few years

    (G) I started when I was 4, not 5, and was on the Junior Olympics team once – but that’s not why we’d spend time in Canada, though that’s definitely a bonus

    (S) So you speak Spanish fluently, you’re like a semi-professional hockey player, and you have perfect teeth – why are you in Wayzata?

    (G) I don’t know, I guess I like being close to you

    (S) What? Really? Shut-up!

    (G) I’m serious, you’re like, my best friend and that’s more important than being somewhere cooler without you

    (S) O.M.G. – Grace, like, I know that we’re best friends and that we love each other immensely, & that life is way better when you’re here and not somewhere else but I guess I didn’t think about it like this. I love you for that, for thinking about it in that way, like kind of serious but not all sappy and dumb but like real… and I love you for being you, and I’m going to get a job and move out of my parent’s lake-house and we’re gonna go live somewhere with more whales and dolphins and shaved ice and warm weather

    (G) Whoa, slow down, Turbo, I’m all in on the shaved ice and warm weather, and I love whales and dolphins, and you, but you said “more whales and dolphins…”

    (S) Well, we don’t have any of those in Lake Minnetonka, at least not that I know of

    (G) Yeah no, we definitely don’t have any ocean creatures in the lake. So when do we leave?

    (S) I have to sweep out the garage and put some dishes in the dishwasher but then I’ll be ready

    (G) So like an hour?

    (S)No, probably about 6-8 hours?

    (G) What? Why?

    (G) Before I sweep out the garage I have to pick up all of the loose hay and bundle it back into a bail so the birds won’t fly off with it and then I have to hand-wash the dishes before putting them in the dishwasher because if you don’t hand-wash them first you’ll probably find bits of food stuck to forks and plates and pickle jars and tuna tins – which need to be soaked in hot water with Dawn dish soap, the tuna tins that is, so the oil dissipates before putting the liquid down the drain and putting the tin in the dishwasher, and then I have to wait for the dishwasher to run through a cycle and shut off so there’s no risk of an electrical fire

    (G) OK, I’ll be drinking wine and watching karaoke videos, let me know when you’re ready