a body in the Ascension Islands
I'm in the South Pacific somewhere, close to Antarctica, on a tiny island filled with sapphire blue hot-springs .... it looks a bit like the mineral flows in Yellowstone, each terrace deep and filled, small patches of emerald green grass between them...I'm in the hot-springs before shipping back, unwinding, it's beautiful and there's a bigger island somewhere behind me, South Georgia Island or Ascension Island, a name I recall from a whaling book I recently read....
There's a body in the ship, for some reason it's stuffed in a trunk and we have to return it, one of our shipmates who didn't survive the voyage, and in the cabin of the ship, looking in the trunk where he's packed I'm discussing with someone (?? who?) what we should do with the body, we're supposed to return it, but we're discussing burning it, or a burial at sea....we have to pull him out of the trunk first though, and as he's been in there a while it might be messy....
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Retablos
Retablos are simply a synonym for Ex-Voto, but as I've derived so much enjoyment from the first set I linked to I thought I'd link to some more on eBay.
(Keywords on eBay are very important, so having a variety of synonyms for the item you're looking for can be useful in acquiring a bargain...)
eBay search Retablo (click here).
One my son would appreciate, a woman giving thanks to a Saint for ridding her house of giant spiders....
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Big Talker
I sit outside to smoke. It's nice, the weather's good, the cat curls protectively at my side. The neighbor to my right, he's about my age, balding, overweight, bad leather jacket, he's always home, his son, twenty-something, is paying the rent, the neighbor, he's at home, sometimes he takes his dog for a walk.
It's a small dog, shit zhu or terrier or some-such.
When his son is working he's outside talking on his cellphone. About condo's and real estate and large deals that are just about to go through with a bit more capital investment....He's loud, loud enough to overhear, loud enough that if I was in the least bit interested I could disclose the most intimate details of his imagined corporate life. But I'm not interested, not even just a little bit, and my indifference just makes him talk even louder.
Big numbers. 25 units, $400,000 a unit...having a problem hiring...everyone's going to do real well out of this...buy now....you'll see...
He's a big talker.
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Robin Hood & His Merry Men
I'm trying to find the name of a murdered grade 6 teacher. I don't know why, only that there's some teachers behind me that want to know, and all I remember is that it was some years ago and she was kind of cute. She wasn't my teacher, but my son knows who it is, he thought she was cute as well, and I'm online googling her but not having any luck.
My father's there, he knows who I'm searching for but he thinks I should just leave it, it's not important....
On my computer the Google main search screen keeps changing, now it's orange and covered in stupid widgets, in the bottom left corner there's Robin Hood and his band of Merry Men, they're talking, joking and hamming it up and while I remember adding Robin Hood to my widgets I don't remember adding the merry men, and clicking on him close them up and they all disappear. It's a distracting screen to work from, orange, all sorts of irrelevant gadgets and add-ons, it looks like a late 90's webpage or a teenage girl's MySpace page, bizarre, and still I can't find what I'm looking for, she was murdered by a cabbie I think...
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