Mad Lib Story Thread - Page 3

InLove · 05-29-2005, 02:25 AM

<sigh>

And then I woke up. Thank God--it was only a dream! No birds, save a lone sparrow in the scrub tree outside the window. No broken toe. The phone was not ringing--it was only the alarm clock. No bugs crawling around on the floor. But best of all? No hangover--just a mild case of hot chili the night before (spices make us dream, you know). What a relief--I had not touched anything stronger than Sleepytime Tea (and chili) for at least six months!

But as I straggled out of bed and to the bathroom and down the staircase, I did notice an oldish-looking, leatherbound book with gold lettering. I froze, afraid to approach, but it called to me as it had in the dream. I floated, I guess, toward the dusty magnet and when my strange journey was complete, I found...

InLove · 05-31-2005, 02:49 AM

...that I could not understand the meaning behind the gold. Perhaps it was some foreign language, or even some kind of heiroglyphs. I just could not tell.

Damn it, Trudy! (my roommate). Why can't you be normal? Why can't you stay out of those dusty, old, wierd, witchy places you call "antique shops"? How we ever hooked up, I will never understand. Here I am, a modern young man, a "techno-geek", and well on my way to success. My world was so ordered. I was very comfortable until I met you!

But you dredge up everything inside me that ends with a question mark! How do you do that?

Well, so much for the dream--the phone was ringing for real this time. I picked up. It was my dear Trudy, saying...

InLove · 05-31-2005, 03:38 AM

..."Ian, you have to help me! I'm....

juantoo3 · 05-31-2005, 04:07 PM

...so confused over these income tax forms, and the deadline is fast approaching for...

juantoo3 · 06-01-2005, 04:53 AM

...a peanut butter and jelly bean sandwich. Life is too surreal after Salvador Dali at the...

InLove · 06-02-2005, 04:40 AM

(LOL--I am not posting a line for the story--I just wanted to thank and commend you, Juantoo3, for your bravery and imagination)

I think we need to summon the folks who started this thing in the first place! So, how about it, Pathless? Alexa? Blue Jay? How about you, Faithfulservant? Padipa? Scarlet is busy, I know, and I think Luna is on vacation. I know where Jack is.

Anyway--anyone can scroll back if so inclined. For some reason, I am not willing to let this thread die--call me crazy.

I believe the last couple of brave posts had to do with Trudy's taxes and peanut butter....

Next????

InPeace,
InLove

juantoo3 · 06-03-2005, 04:26 AM

...Twilight Zone film festival in Tucumcari. Can't help but love them...

InLove · 06-03-2005, 05:18 PM

..."space butterflies" of his...

juantoo3 · 06-05-2005, 08:47 PM

queasy stomach...OUCH! Collecting them was such a bother, has to go all the way to...

InLove · 06-07-2005, 06:00 AM

New Mexico--or, wait--I think it was Spain. Well, no matter. Trudy needed my help whether I drove down Route 66 or caught a plane, headed for sunny Spain, with Chic Corea on my brain.

I am beginning to think it is not Trudy who has all the problems--have I fallen asleep again? Oh, I hope not. I would rather salvage these crazy thoughts during my waking hours.

I love Trudy (she probably doesn't know), but right now, my attention is focused on that book that called me in my dreams, and is there now in what I almost hope is still a dream. But I know it isn't. It's the gold lettering--geez--I haven't even thought about opening the thing. Why not?

Well, blast it all, anyway--if this is a dream, then opening the book will solve whatever mystery I did not ask for, right? Sheesh--Norma Desmond, Alfred Hitchcock, Jessica Tandy--no one even mentioned Billy Wilder, no! And Salvadore Dali?

The book is there--it was there in my dreams--it is there in reality. I will open it.

"Ian? Are you there, my love? Ian?"

"What? Oh! Trudy--are you okay? Listen--I have been trying to tell you that there is new software out there to help you with those troublesome taxes--when will you listen to me? And why do you put jelly beans on your peanut butter sandwiches? And what is this old, scary-looking book that you have apparently dragged home?"

"Trudy?"

"Ian," (in a near-whisper). "Ian? I really have to talk to you about that book. I hope you will forgive me, but...."

InLove · 06-08-2005, 03:01 PM

"...I should have put it away. All I can tell you right now, Ian, is please do not open it! We must wait until the full moon. The book has energy, Ian--it needs to be..."

juantoo3 · 06-10-2005, 12:35 AM

GASP! as Ian waits with baited breath...(shouldn't have had shrimp for lunch)

Blessed87 · 06-10-2005, 12:37 AM

(Trudy continues)taken seriously, I mean, who just finds a tome of power and plays with it like some hoodlum? I'm afraid to even speak openly of it, something might....

InLove · 06-10-2005, 10:26 PM

"...come out that will frighten you--or make you ask me a whole bunch more of those questions you are always asking me! Ian--all I am trying to say is please don't open it! We need to wait until the proper time to do a..."

(Okay--all you folks on the Alternative Boards? I am doing my level best to bait you

. And thanks, Blessed and Juan!)

InPeace,
InLove

InLove · 06-13-2005, 02:12 AM

Hi All, and Peace!

(And Merry Meet

)

This is not a post to continue the story. But I need to tell you something important. I have been reading around the boards and looking at old threads, some which have recently been resurrected. I just want to let you know that when I embarked upon my "fishing expedition" directed toward my fellow CR members who like to hang out on the Alternative Boards, I had no idea that one of WHKeith's pens involved the name "Ian". I just pulled the name out of thin air--and then I found that out! I was not trying to be cute or anything. I hope no one was offended, especially Bill Keith!

Nope, the "bait" only has to do with what the "old book" in the crazy story might need. I was just having fun trying to see who might be watching and might want to "play".

Well, where were we? Oh, yes...

Quote:

"...come out that will frighten you--or make you ask me a whole bunch more of those questions you are always asking me! Ian--all I am trying to say is please don't open it! We need to wait until the proper time to do a..."

InPeace,
InLove