Bob was calm, collected after spending all morning with Finance Officer Roy Goldstein at Morgan Stanley. Bob had come into a large sum of money after his great Aunt Susan left him her entire estate in Connecticut. Goldstein set up investments that were scattered from futures to safer and more stable procurements like gold. A good day so far for Bob. The night before, Bob purchased an elaborate aquarium filled with exotic tropical fish, he was thinking about the fish that lights up a brilliant neon green when the crosswalk light turned green, part day dream, part reality, a good state of mind, This is where Bob was when a stretch limo crashed the green light and hit Bob. Bob flew up into the air, bounced back down on the hood of the stretch limo then rolled off the front of the car and was run over by all four tires of the stretch. Paralyzed from the neck down The stretch limo was filled with teens attending their Senior Prom that night, Champagne bottles, bongs, six packs of beer all rattled as the stretch crunched Bob’s bones beneath them. Bob is now in Physical Therapy.
I assume this is Coach Dumfi under a new nom de plume. Good effort, more concise and less meandering writing. An actual vignette of sorts. I would have suggested using “Hit the brakes” and even “Mahnbescheid”, which I believe it’s a default summons issued by the Court, in your narration, but the story elements here seem to suffice.
Since your narration appears to be based on the cover and the group/artist’s name, it simply seemed pertinent to include the song titles in it. A mere suggestion.
yeah – I agree, for once, dumfi’s incoherent/bullshit comment seems more inspired and smells less like pseudo-poetry written on donut-shop napkins… even the fake french is a nice touch – at least it’s different than the previous drivel. (though I would have refrained from the obvious punchline) …a (relatively) higher level of turd, indeed.
The Coach welcomes LA to the comment section of NoData, a voice of reason in these tumultuous times. Welcome LA, and thank your for the suggestion. Peace On Earth and Happy Thanksgiving to LA and everyone around the world and especially to the wonderful people at NoDataTv who keep are spirits up with the best music in the world.
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Bob was calm, collected after spending all morning with Finance Officer Roy Goldstein at Morgan Stanley. Bob had come into a large sum of money after his great Aunt Susan left him her entire estate in Connecticut. Goldstein set up investments that were scattered from futures to safer and more stable procurements like gold. A good day so far for Bob. The night before, Bob purchased an elaborate aquarium filled with exotic tropical fish, he was thinking about the fish that lights up a brilliant neon green when the crosswalk light turned green, part day dream, part reality, a good state of mind, This is where Bob was when a stretch limo crashed the green light and hit Bob. Bob flew up into the air, bounced back down on the hood of the stretch limo then rolled off the front of the car and was run over by all four tires of the stretch. Paralyzed from the neck down The stretch limo was filled with teens attending their Senior Prom that night, Champagne bottles, bongs, six packs of beer all rattled as the stretch crunched Bob’s bones beneath them. Bob is now in Physical Therapy.
I assume this is Coach Dumfi under a new nom de plume. Good effort, more concise and less meandering writing. An actual vignette of sorts. I would have suggested using “Hit the brakes” and even “Mahnbescheid”, which I believe it’s a default summons issued by the Court, in your narration, but the story elements here seem to suffice.
Je’n sais pas Monsieur Coach Dumfi? Porquois “Mahnbescheid”?
Since your narration appears to be based on the cover and the group/artist’s name, it simply seemed pertinent to include the song titles in it. A mere suggestion.
yeah – I agree, for once, dumfi’s incoherent/bullshit comment seems more inspired and smells less like pseudo-poetry written on donut-shop napkins… even the fake french is a nice touch – at least it’s different than the previous drivel. (though I would have refrained from the obvious punchline) …a (relatively) higher level of turd, indeed.
The Coach welcomes LA to the comment section of NoData, a voice of reason in these tumultuous times. Welcome LA, and thank your for the suggestion. Peace On Earth and Happy Thanksgiving to LA and everyone around the world and especially to the wonderful people at NoDataTv who keep are spirits up with the best music in the world.
thank u!
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