From Rockybado: Robot King of the Island
It was now five o’clock in the afternoon, and Andrew McCalsky, Adam Levistad, and John Garfield were at the Ingram's house. Dawson and Brett Ingram went to Merrillville to go bowling and have pizza with their friends. "Hey, David?" John asked later. "Yeah?" David Ingram asked. "Did you meet Rockybado?" "That's why we went to Texamilio." "So, did you keep a photo of him?" "We forgot the camera," Brody Ingram answered for his brother, David. "So, who is this Rockybado?" John questioned. "He's a robot who lives in Texamilio, an island just west of Hawaii," Andrew said. "How could you get to Hawaii and back in all but a little less than a week?!" John asked, surprised. "In his spaceship," said Toby Ingram. "How could you go all the way there in such little time?" “That has yet to be determined,” said Andrew. The Ingram’s parents ordered Chinese take-out for the kids while they watched a Sci-Fi movie. They then played board games. After that, they just felt like talking amongst themselves. It was nice being able to catch up with their old friends. "Adam?" John asked. "What?" Adam answered. "How did you fly back to Crown Point when you got home?" “We didn't actually do that, either. We went into Rockybado's spaceship." "What does Texamilio look like?" "Well, kind of like Crown Point," Andrew answered. "Not a chance! Texamilio must be a lush island that resembles Hawaii in many ways, since they’re so close.” "Go see for yourself," said Brody. "It is full of grass, water, blue sky, streets, houses, cities. You know, all that kind of stuff." The boys talked some more until they went to bed. The boys put on their pajamas and then fell asleep. Everyone was sleeping peacefully until Brody woke up. He couldn't fall back asleep. He went to the kitchen to get a drink of milk. On accident, as Brody tried to pour the milk into a glass, he dropped the glass, and it broke. The boys, of course, woke up to the sound of breaking glass. "What was that?" David asked once he woke up abruptly. They all tiptoed into the kitchen and saw a huge mess on the floor. There was a huge puddle of milk, and it was obvious that the glass was broken. Several big pieces and some small pieces on the floor. Splendid. “BRODY!"
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It's Haiku Monday.
And the day before the Fourth. Lovely fireworks. This is 'Murica! Pie, and chicken, oh my gawd! Plenty of pizza. Every single year, This is the best time of year. Lovely fireworks. Today is the third. Sitting at a computer. Writing this haiku. Sipping my latte. Hazelnut flavored, oh yes! Happy summer, y'all. From The Somewhat Perilous Plot of the Patriotic Mosquitoes
The Patriotic Mosquitoes ended up going to the nearby Mexican restaurant to order fajitas, since that was what they wanted before. Steak and shrimp fajitas at this one Mexican place, known commonly to man as That One Mexican Restaurant, were what the Patriotic Mosquitoes had their palates set on. “Still in the mood for fajitas?” Sam asked Lisa. “Absolutely,” Lisa replied. “So, I believe this is the place.” “What is the place?” “That One Mexican Restaurant,” Sam replied. "Funny. It doesn’t sound Mexican,” Lisa said. “No, silly. It’s Spanish. And no the name is not in Spanish.” “Oh!” “Silly buffoon.” “Oh silly me!” When they all walked inside the place, some very authentic mariachi music was playing over the speakers. In about an hour and thrity minutes, a real live mariachi band was going to come to the restaurant and play some very authentic mariachi music, and the Patriotic Mosquitoes were thinking about staying over for a bit of time. An afternoon well spent. |
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