“I think I’ve been drugged.”
Jack said it so matter of factly, Heather did not take him seriously.
“Sure Jack, someone slipped you a mickey at the bar.”
“No, I think I have been drugged. Unless you managed to dye your hair green … no wait … blue in the last couple minutes. And did you get a nose job? I don’t think that’s the same nose you had earlier.”
Heather turned and looked him in the eyes. Wildly dilated eyes. She took a step back and whistled.
So FYI, as a rant, this is not in the humorous vein. Well, I hope it’s not in the humorous vein, though you never can tell. Consider yourself warned.
I’ve got a Lenovo W530 laptop. It is what I usually write the riffs and whatnot on, not to mention a key tool for my work. I’ve had it for about 3 years and the battery finally decided to crap out on me.
“No problem”, I think, “I’ll just get a replacement.”
So I did my research, found a replacement at a local store and brought it home. I swapped out the batteries, plugged in the AC adapter, and booted it up. So far so good.
“Craziest damn thing I ever seen.”
George walked into the bar, the patrons all gathered around an older man who was holding his drink in both his trembling hands.
“What’s crazy?”
“This guy’s telling us what he just saw out in the desert. Sounds a bit too much like a tall tale to me.”, said the bartender.
“Ain’t no tall tale, ‘s the damned truth! I ain’t never gonna ferget it in all my days!”
George pulled up a stool at the bar next to the old man and ordered drink for both of them.
The road stretched on in front of them, disappearing in to the distance. It was the same road they had been looking at for the last several days. The end never seemed to get any closer and there had been no side roads. Just the same dirt track going and going and going.
It seemed like they had been traveling forever, though it had been a week at most. It started in chaos. The raid on their camp, the screams of those with whom they had been camping coming out of the darkness, the inhuman growls of whatever it was that had torn through their camp, it was all like a distant memory. The feeling they were being tracked kept it all too current for John.
So yeah, not fiction, but man, I gotta say I have learned more about refrigerators in the last week than I ever thought I would need to know. And yes, it was intentional.
A few months ago, I had a couple trees come down, taking out the power lines to my house … mostly. The house was still getting current, so when I got home, and found the house dark, I went to the circuit panel and found the main breaker had tripped so I cut it back on. And everything was fine … for about a minute.
In that minute I opened the ‘fridge door and the light blew out. And a few seconds later everything went out. That’s when I went outside with a flashlight and saw the trees covering the far side of my deck. Long story short, the entire debacle killed the ‘fridge, but left the freezer functioning fine.