Hot Newsies!!!!
I lie. I have no hot newsies to dance around and jab thumbs at themsleves for you. That is to say I have no breaking stories.
But I wanted to contribute so here's something I just wrote:
Horse heads painted a goddess blue carved up above the pressing crowd tossing hot black rivers of hair and violent rips of colorful ribbons into the midday sky. Trumpets flared fat and buttery and the horses trotted on, bobbing like twigs in a fresh mountain stream seeming to weave around and over each other impossibly.
In their wake a great vehicle with thin spindly wheels rolled up and the marching band standing erect on its top throbbed in staggering breaths as its members filled their lungs and dumped buckets of round sounds on the audience. Children and adults reached out with their voices and gobbled the bubbles of triumphant music in increasing enthusiasm: this lord among wheeled creatures was surely to be the Doctor's latest masterpiece.
As in accompaniment to the band a churning of gears could be made out and four everso thin legs descended from the bottom of the enormous box and raised it higher in the air. The wheels, no longer in need of supporting the monstrous contraption shot off in opposite directions down the street and shot into the air tearing over the rooftops and away in single file.
But I wanted to contribute so here's something I just wrote:
Horse heads painted a goddess blue carved up above the pressing crowd tossing hot black rivers of hair and violent rips of colorful ribbons into the midday sky. Trumpets flared fat and buttery and the horses trotted on, bobbing like twigs in a fresh mountain stream seeming to weave around and over each other impossibly.
In their wake a great vehicle with thin spindly wheels rolled up and the marching band standing erect on its top throbbed in staggering breaths as its members filled their lungs and dumped buckets of round sounds on the audience. Children and adults reached out with their voices and gobbled the bubbles of triumphant music in increasing enthusiasm: this lord among wheeled creatures was surely to be the Doctor's latest masterpiece.
As in accompaniment to the band a churning of gears could be made out and four everso thin legs descended from the bottom of the enormous box and raised it higher in the air. The wheels, no longer in need of supporting the monstrous contraption shot off in opposite directions down the street and shot into the air tearing over the rooftops and away in single file.
posted by Overture at
2:26 AM
3 Comments:
Don't smoke drugs.
Just kidding. Radical. Another fine concoction, Dr. Brown. But you'll need a catch-phrase if you want Hollywood to option this...
Can I suggest something like "Ashta la vista, Barry!" or "Show me the Mummy! Show me the Mummy!"
Jason you have made a fine automatic ejaculatory rant. i will draw a picture of it for us.
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