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October 21, 2004
Part 2 of 3 – The Jester
The first floor apartment is active and moving. Sound and light leak out of the windows and through the almost always-open door. The furniture and ambiance calm and say "stay just awhile longer". Air is always moving blowing delicious scents from the kitchen making everything feel vibrant and animated. Bright colors and splashes of light dominate the comfortable setting. It is alive.
The center of attention is also the creator of the joyous melee and the apartment owner; who dashes back and forth before his guests entertaining all with brash humor, sincere interest and compelling tales. His sombrero flops up and down as he laughs while the little red balls hanging from the brim quiver with amusing animation. Everyone feels at ease.
Pizzas are rushed from the oven to waiting mouths. The whole group in succession cries in pain as hot cheese, meat and vegetables sear the roof of their mouths. All rush to their cups to cool their smoldering palettes. The phone rings frantically several times before the host appears and answers, plunging a finger into the opposite ear. “Just come over, we can talk about it here”; is the ready answer. He then jumps back to the music, his loud Hawaiian shirt billowing with his glancing movements.
The evening ages and one by one guests must regrettably take their leave. Much too late the last socialite waves their goodbye and closes the door. With a contented sigh music is turned off and lights are dimmed while the remains of the gathering are left in their places to be washed and picked up only before the next time they will be needed. The day has completely expired and the comical clock proclaims the next to have started when he lands on a couch. Caffeine and sugar riddled, it takes him over an hour to finally enter a light sleep filled with airy dreams.
Posted by paul at October 21, 2004 07:23 PM
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It is from these airy dreams he must pull himself the next morning, becoming much easier as he dramatically realizes he is three hours late for work and very much in danger of losing the 3 job in as many months. Running into the bathroom, he trips over the belled sombrero, tossed onto the floor at some point during the previous evening, smashing his face against the linoleum, littered with dorito's and sticky with soda residue.
As blood begins to flow from his flaring nostrils, he glances at the comical clock again, frantically wishing he could turn it back several hours.
After showering, he frantically runs onto the steet-level sidewalk. His wrinkled suit and dishevled coif contrast sharply from his upstairs neighbor, whose look of disapproval is unshielded as he returns from an errand. He thinks, "Man, that guy always has it together. I wonder how he does it?"
Posted by: Dan at October 21, 2004 11:56 AM
Thats good, especially the "belled sombrero".
But the point is yet to come. ;)
Posted by: paul at October 21, 2004 01:02 PM
so when do they meet?
Posted by: Autumn at October 22, 2004 09:04 AM
hint - they already have. :)
(I think I'm having way to much fun with this.)
Posted by: paul at October 22, 2004 09:47 AM
I think I watched a movie like this one time.
Identity or something like that.
Posted by: mbiang@cramerdev.com at October 22, 2004 10:44 AM
not bad not bad. Hadn't thought of that one.
Matt landed right on after a few large hints...
Posted by: paul at October 22, 2004 02:21 PM