A writing prompt, after a fashion

The Daily Life Text

I saw someone very special the other day. It was someone I only see once every six or seven years, apparently. She is lovely and it never seems like any time has gone by when we do see each other, and I think this is part of the reason why:

Well. Not this exactly. But stuff like this.

After an awesome backwards dinner (we had dessert first), we strolled back to my car and spotted this, um, tableau in a shop window. We then proceeded to riff off of it for a good ten, fifteen minutes. It’s nice to find people like that with whom you can do such things.

We came up with a number of possibilities. (If you can’t really see it, the scary-looking devil-child is holding a set of antlers behind his–its?–back.) The horse is actually an old rocking horse, and it has a hole through its neck where, presumably, the reins used to go.

The various scenarios we came up with:

“Hello horsie. Would you like something sweet?”

“Well. I have these fine antlers. But I really would like it better if you were a unicorn, so…here.”

“Ah. I see. The hole in your neck. Here’s something to plug it with.”

“My Frankenhorse is almost complete. I have shed the barnacles of my childhood by making a mere plastic rocking horse into a carousel horse. Now it remains only to unicornize it. Oops. I did not mean to de-antler that buck on the way here.”

Now it’s your turn. What do you think is going on here? My totally subjective choice of winner gets a bag of Swedish fish mailed to them. I’ll try to make it the multi-colored ones, but you’ll get standard red if that’s all I can find.

“Submissions” close December 31.

Special thanks to Shey, my once-every-seven-years friend, for making this happen. Hopefully we’ll see more of each other now!

 

Reasons to run in the morning

The Daily Life Text

1. Less smog
2. Fewer people
2a. Fewer cranky old men telling you your heeling hound needs to be on a leash.
2b. Fewer attack chihuahuas miraculously untethered from their people. Yes, really.
3. Better companion-hound activity
3a. Less need to stop for poops
3b. Too sleepy to want to stop and smell everything.
4. Southern California in the mornings smells like eucalyptus, pepper trees, sage, rosemary, thyme. Yes, really.
5. Pizza for breakfast
6. Coffee is so much more of a reward
7. The morning version of the gloaming
Here, have a gratuitous Sprocket photo.