we live underground in a fiberglass tree
Dec. 15th, 2018 08:31 amI set aside a little chunk of time for writing this morning, so of course I'm looking at old WIPs instead.
Now I'm not gonna do that same-old, overly modest thing I do so well, and make big blanket statements, like 'everything here is terrible!' Because it isn't. Some of it's decent.
But this one thing. Wow.
Okay, so basically: JC buys a theremin. You know that instrument that sounds like a ghost having an orgasm? One of those. And he gets really into it and becomes proficient pretty quickly (Is theremin proficiency even a thing? Are there any theremin virtuosos out there? Not counting the dude I just linked to, I guess.) And the other guys are starting to worry, 'cos he keeps canceling plans to stay at home with his theremin and...
That's all she(I) wrote. I truly have no idea where I was going with this. It's gotta to be at least six, seven years old and I have a memory like a goldfish.
I mean...
Is it possible I had only just learned what a theremin was and felt like showing off? I'm grasping at straws here. What the hell was I thinking?
Dang, I really wanna end this on a positive note. Oh! Okay, here we go: one that still makes me laugh. Hey,
zebraljb, remember 'JC and the Seven Whores'? And the pine cone contraceptives? (Dear God, someone ask me about the pine cone contraceptives. I am suddenly dying to talk about the pine cone contraceptives.)
Now I'm not gonna do that same-old, overly modest thing I do so well, and make big blanket statements, like 'everything here is terrible!' Because it isn't. Some of it's decent.
But this one thing. Wow.
Okay, so basically: JC buys a theremin. You know that instrument that sounds like a ghost having an orgasm? One of those. And he gets really into it and becomes proficient pretty quickly (Is theremin proficiency even a thing? Are there any theremin virtuosos out there? Not counting the dude I just linked to, I guess.) And the other guys are starting to worry, 'cos he keeps canceling plans to stay at home with his theremin and...
That's all she(I) wrote. I truly have no idea where I was going with this. It's gotta to be at least six, seven years old and I have a memory like a goldfish.
I mean...
Is it possible I had only just learned what a theremin was and felt like showing off? I'm grasping at straws here. What the hell was I thinking?
Dang, I really wanna end this on a positive note. Oh! Okay, here we go: one that still makes me laugh. Hey,
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