Another six worder for the Flash Fiction challenge. I must be on a six word roll.
So why am I depressed? That’s the million-dollar question, baby, the Tootsie Roll question; not even the owl knows the answer to that one. I don’t know either. All I know is the chronology.~Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story
You really need to read this from the blog The League of Mental Men. It is too funny. Just follow the link. Letters To LOMM.
I do it a little differently. I’m not really into fire, being a retired fireman.
I have a very large box that I built from empty cigarette packages. In front, I cut out a two foot by one foot hole and glued plastic wrap over it. That’s my windscreen. Since I can’t afford flameproof overalls, I just wear the pink spandex leotards I own and a colander for my helmet. Then I climb in and race Brands Hatch on Gran Tourismo. Since I always fall off the track at the Druids bend, I pause the game, climb up on the roof of my house, and jump off.
After I return from hospital, I climb back in the box and keep on going. This is real authenticity.
There’s one particular corner where I need to improve a little but I’ll have a sleep on everything tonight and come back in the morning and see what needs to be done.~Sean McIntosh