Isolated Blurt Thread

[hollyocks]

I just got a great idea for the beginning of a script for a pointless movie, probably a comedic thriller. Now all that I need is more pointless stuff to go along with it...

how about the central character is a bus stop shelter on the barking route... people mysteriously vanish while waiting for a number 73 bus.... this only happens to people waiting for the 73 bus though... this bus takes people to one stop short of barking... and of course no one else notices them vanishing at first... ummm .... i hope that gives you some inspiration babe

 

[TheeGoatPig]

how about the central character is a bus stop shelter on the barking route... people mysteriously vanish while waiting for a number 73 bus.... this only happens to people waiting for the 73 bus though... this bus takes people to one stop short of barking... and of course no one else notices them vanishing at first... ummm .... i hope that gives you some inspiration babe

I'm sorry. Part of what I already have is that he works at a supermarket. Although the bus disappearances could fit in nicely. I just hope I don't write it to sound like the Elevator Killer from Steve Martin's The Man With Two Brains.

 

[hollyocks]

I'm sorry. Part of what I already have is that he works at a supermarket. Although the bus disappearances could fit in nicely. I just hope I don't write it to sound like the Elevator Killer from Steve Martin's The Man With Two Brains.

the supermarket could be in barking and he has to catch the number 73 every day

 

[TheeGoatPig]

If I had known I wasn't going to do any work at work today I would have stayed home.

 

[damppanties]

Can we get this on video?

It's possible.

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Rain.

 

[sophia jane]

That pretty had the opposite effect; now I feel even worse about myself.

In a somewhat related blurt: single parenting is sometimes just too hard.

 

[rgraham666]

*HUGS* sj.

 

[impressive]

I sometimes wonder how long it would take him to realize I'm not there.

 

[fieryjen]

*HUGS* sj.

*joins in on hug*

 

[Belegon]

I sometimes wonder how long it would take him to realize I'm not there.

I'm still hearing Bluetooth static.

 

[carsonshepherd]

Sure, I still have angst just about every day, but when you get to be my age it just isn't interesting anymore. Mid thirties angst? Who gives a shit?
What we need is a Smashing Pumpkins reunion. They're about the only band who hasn't reunited yet. But then again hell hasn't frozen over.

 

[impressive]

I'm still hearing Bluetooth static.

It'll do that -- when I leave it in the other room.

 

[Trombonus]

Well, I know I meant to start writing...

Wonder what happened.

 

[_Lynn_]

Anything else?

 

[RhymeFairy]

Frustration .....

he knows my buttons. I write, play, think

write some more. Used to, he would pop in at some point usually when my writing got good and juicy. Just when he wanted to implant himself in that time, that situation, just when .... The time/I was "ripe"

Now he uses noncommunication to tempt, and push me over the limit. To make me write and think things that he wishes, wills, wants "us" ... wanted? us to be involved in. This phantom,
ghost,
man


who always walks
in the clouds, with winged feet
prepared to fly away, within
a blink ....


Grrrrrrrr, g'night ~~~~

 

[Tarakin]

That pretty had the opposite effect; now I feel even worse about myself.

In a somewhat related blurt: single parenting is sometimes just too hard.

* Hugs *

 

[starrkers]

Life in a caravan is fun when there's a weather bureau warning current for "damaging winds".

Give a whole new meaning to rocking and rolling...

 

[JagFarlane]

-sigh- Wish I could be there right now, curled up against you

 

[bluebell]

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you, Exhibit A (and will explain it too, make no mistake):

You can get me the puppets and I'll do it. I am committed to my doings! Mostly.

You see, in this response we have contingencies. I don't recall agreeing to contingencies when I was promised dirty hand puppet sex education, Ms. Panties.
Why would you make the cotton headed girl obtain the dirty hand puppets if she is already in dire need of the education that would benefit her from the performance? And what's more, if she was promised the show without having to do anything except point and giggle?
I ask you, is that not twisted?

Now. On the other hand (seriously, no pun...):

I'll do it.

We have a kicky little Dino who is willing to do what it takes.
You'd better not charge $40/hour to demonstrate, either.
Now, that's devotion, folks.

It's possible.

I'll only film you if you make the damn puppets.

Sure, I still have angst just about every day, but when you get to be my age it just isn't interesting anymore. Mid thirties angst? Who gives a shit?
What we need is a Smashing Pumpkins reunion. They're about the only band who hasn't reunited yet. But then again hell hasn't frozen over.

Um, Carson? Dearest, darling Carson? They actually have a new album (appropriately, called "Zeitgeist") and have been touring.
So, you know what? Even though he's not in his thirties anymore, I guarantee that Billy Corgan had thirties angst. And he wrote and published poetry about it...not that it was the best idea, bless him.

So people give a shit. 'Cuz you're awesome. You don't even have to be a bald, depressive singer for us to think so.

 

[lesbiaphrodite]

The world changed and I stood still. The hurricanes came and took away parts of me. My faith has been tested and I have little left to work with. I feel like a cripple now....a woman hobbled by life.

 

[damppanties]

I'll only film you if you make the damn puppets.

What about just hands without the puppets? You know I'm lazy.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

The world changed and I stood still. The hurricanes came and took away parts of me. My faith has been tested and I have little left to work with. I feel like a cripple now....a woman hobbled by life.

Cuddles and rocking?

 

[oggbashan]

My wife and I went to a seaside country park today.

Two young ladies came from the beach covered in mud. They couldn't have acquired more mud if they had been mud-wrestling. Underneath the mud they were wearing bras and micro-shorts. How do I know?

I gave them a gallon of water and some cleaning cloths so that they could remove some of the mud before their parents arrived to collect them.

How old were they? I'll just say that I'm not quite sure that they would be old enough to feature in a Lit story but they might be. Under all that mud it was difficult to tell.

I refrained from taking photos. Their mudfree friend didn't. She forwarded the photos to her boyfriend...

Og

 

[FatDino]

If my boss doesn't give me my check today...*grumbles grumbles*

 

[Safe_Bet]

The world changed and I stood still. The hurricanes came and took away parts of me. My faith has been tested and I have little left to work with. I feel like a cripple now....a woman hobbled by life.

Hugs.