first reports: rumours and poems
Friday, January 26, 2007
pierre shows his roots
Category: Pets and Animals
"i was just lookin at what you put on the slackers myspace blog",said rudy ,"i don't come off like that much of a post-modern nerd do i?"
"ha ha...what do you THINK of yourself?",said tyson ,"all that art school had an affect on your brain!"
rudy shook his head,"but i didn't really learn that stuff i art school, i got it from talkin' to Joe Weil!"
"JOE doesn't sound like a DUMBASS though!", said tyson laughing...
Suddenly pierre piped in, "is arguing all you do?...the disciple Mattew wrote his gospel...no one knows if its true or not...or if the translations haven't ruined what he originally said!...no!...all that matters is that they got something to read in the church...something old and far away enough to make them feel like its important...that it could be closer to something true than they are!...and they have a piece of it..."
"wow, that's so existentialist man...", said rudy, surprised.
pierre shook his furry head and laughed,"i mean,i am part french..."
Sunday, January 14, 2007
death to all infadels
Category: Pets and Animals
It was a cold night... gatos had been working for hours now,"gimme the camera!" said agent punky,"you dont know what you're doing!"...rudy scowled like he had just tasted bad wine..."listen!" said rudy,"last time it was left in your hands we couldn't see the subjects, remember that? grey,grainy, and flat!"...the two began to argue like newly introduced gatos...suddenly agent tyson piped in,"shut up , you're making a goddamn ruckus! I'd be taking the freaking pictures if my bowels weren't in such a state!...what's important is that the pictures get taken and the mission gets accomplished... it's US against THEM remember!...ahhh, my ass really hurts."... punky glared at rudy, knowing somehow they'd have to make it work..... "just get over it" said rudy ... "but how" answered punky... tyson just sighed.... "whatever man."
Sunday, January 07, 2007
a smart cat
Category: Pets and Animals
In my universe there is no hope,
only an old, blue grey cat,
who suddenly kittenlike,
knocks over a vase full of chrysanthemums.
There's a good song playing on the radio,
in the dead eye of a long winter's drive,
the song reminding me of a ranch coat I had,
and of a girl who buried her face in it,
who left a trace of scented powder in the fur,
a smart girl, who knew how to be remembered.
-joe weil
Sunday, December 31, 2006
a prison
Category: Pets and Animals
gatos get prepared for sleep under a comfortable suburban bush...little one looks toward the house it sits in front of...thru the window he sees the family finishing the remains of dinner, the old man sinking into the reclining chair, the light of the tv casting a flickering blue glow over him..."and us", he thinks,"in the green sheltering leaves, the sky our ceiling and the moon our lamplight...the poor souls there thru the window, as if in their own strange prison...and one of their own design... while paradise lies just beyond the walls."
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Assorted Arrivals
Current mood: high
Category: Pets and Animals
days had passed, the days turned into weeks... there was no sign of gatos anywhere ... a new agent had to be sent into the field to serch for the missing operatives... his name-Pierre 013 - orphaned at 3 weeks old Pierre always pushed himself swering he would avenge his parents death...After graduating west point he trained as a ninja, pilot, mason, and lingustics specialist ... "the mother fucker is crazy" rudy always used to say, "bastard wants to die kamakazie style. That's all that sick fuck talks about"... crazy, yes ... sick...most likely.. but the only one right for the job the only one with nothing holding him back ... but where will he be sent?
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
chronicles of a bake sale
Current mood: contemplative
Category: Pets and Animals
...And the world begins to erupt in chaos around the gatos. Luckily they are still drunk..."Maybe the padre's blessing back there will keep us alive, eh?" Little one asks Rudy
"Or maybe it cursed us"
suddenly...the russian jumps from junkie alley..shots begin to ring in the air, gernades soaring like a pack of geese flying south for the winter.... a dead silence loudly hits the streets... Where are the gatos.... where is the russian .... who will pay for the distruction of the town... in the distance a quiet hiccup and fading whisper "time for a bake sale, padre."
Saturday, December 16, 2006
old father
Category: Pets and Animals
there is a quiet priest who watches the gatos sometimes, as they work on the wheels...he prays for them when he sees them walk by drunk at night...the gatos love him of course, and respect him as all the gatos in the area do...still it does not stop them from screaming,"EAT SOME CATNIP OLD BROTHER!..." the old priest laughs and he blesses them as the stumble off to sleep in their masters coats...
Friday, December 15, 2006
double-oh- gatos (a.k.a.- 002)
Current mood: annoyed
a secret agent... working for the Russians...is the new enemy of the gato...you know where he's from ...you can tell from the vodka on his breath... the sunken-ness of his eyes ... the pale stern-ness of his face....gatos huddle and discuss how they can dispose of this man....
"black tie only," is overheard from the little one.... the other just nods
Friday, December 08, 2006
the wheel
Category: Pets and Animals
gatos huddled around the samovar...dispersed as i came near...look out the windows as i'm leaving the house, pull the curtains closed?...is it possible?..."back on the wheels!" i yell as i return from the market..."Earn your keep!"...the wheels spin under gato paws...the dark lamps show a dim flicker and then slowly brighten...soon we've worked up enough in the battery for the television...south park is on...little gato wants to watch but i explain to him that it's a trade...i buy him food, and he must run the wheel...i promise him i'll buy the whole season on dvd and he can watch it in the summer when considerably less energy is needed...he grumbles and makes it back up to speed, as i leave i see the two gatos share a dark glance at my back..."MAAARE",says the little one...yes, i think..."maaaare,indeed"...
Monday, November 27, 2006
a drunken meeting
Category: Pets and Animals
...the little one came in drunk. He puked on the floor, shat outside the cat-box and immediately punched the other gato in the eye when he saw him..."Quit it!", mother yelled, but the little one just turned around slow and looked at me ornery as if to say, "you want some too?"...he took a clumsy nip at mother's shin and tore open the garbage. i saw the other cat lurking around the corner. He was angry at the little one, but there was something else...i couldn't tell...all i know is late in the night i could hear them, feasting on the garbage, and the little one howling...and there was more i was sure, things i couldn't quite make out...subtle gato sounds... of REVOLUTION!
