I’m sorry I forgot your father’s custard tarts, yes, I really am, but how much longer can you go on about it? Yes, I agree, he’s a great man and has done a lot for this family, but they’re just custard tarts. He doesn’t even mind--he’s playing canasta with Mr. Willis from down next door. Oh no he can tell I’m not paying attention any more, quick, look apologetic. Just let me drop the kids off at their play date and then when I come home we can talk about what’s really going on here. I’m sorry I wouldn’t let you use that new toy last night, but that grinding sound it made scared me.
Linda and Joel had just left the Farm. She cut her long hair in the gas station. Hadn't since she was 19. She just couldn't raise the girls there. They wouldn't admit to each other that they missed the rigor and rules. The rhetoric wore them down. When Beth was born everything seemed possible again. So the drove to his parents beach house in San Clemente and stood on the side walk listening to the radio.
Tom decides to give his wife her walking papers. He found out that she was cheating on him and that his children may not be his. He is disappointed by her lies and deceit and can't bare the thought of living in the same house with her. His wife is ashamed of what she has done and knows that Tom will never forgive her.
When she closes her eyes, it's sunny and 75 on a beach somewhere. There are no screaming children, no cheating husbands, no disappointed fathers. Just her, the sand, and the waves. When she closes her eyes, she can feel the warm sun on her bare skin. She can taste the salty air. She isn't stressed or resentful anymore. She is calm. She is happy. And, also, she is wearing more flattering pants.
Im sorry i didnt think it was that big of a deal! I thought that my period was just late! I'll never stop my birth control again with out telling you! I mean hey how bad can it be, we've already got two, whats one more? Look dad and his Seymour are already planning on how they can corrupt this one!
So what do you want to do, Beth? I dont know Tom. I just can't believe it. She was right, she really was right! But you don't know what's really going on Beth. For all you know that could be some new neighbor. Neighbor Tom! Didn't you see the way they were acting. How they were looking at each other. Oh My God! Tom it all makes sense now. The "business" trips, the birthday presents from long distance cousins, that strange man that came to mother's funeral. It's true Tom, Michelle was right. My father is a homosexual. So Beth does that really matter? He's still your father.
The two are siblings. The sibling in the rainbow colored sweater is gay and he is upset with his little sister wearing the green shirt. The older sibling is mad because his partner cheated on him with his sister that is wearing the green shirt. They just had an argument about the whole thing, because the older sibling's partner felt guilty about what he did and told his lover about what he did. The older sibling just finished confronting his little sister about it and she told him that it was true, and that she is so sorry for what she has done to him. The older sibling wearing the rainbow sweater slapped the taste out of her mouth, and he is so disgusted he just stares at her and doesn't say a word. The little sister stands there feeling horrible and sad about what she done and the two stand there quietly, but with much tension. Then two siblings head off in there own directions and no happy ending.
J: Knees knees...knee, knee, knee, knee. M: This feeling. Always and everything with affect. Shame to think we built all this on top of it. J: Flower flower flower flower. Rainbow! Daddy's a rainbow. Angry rainbow... D: Going to just peak in. I'm a provider. And funny to boot! We make them laugh. No need to be laughing ourselves. M: Why am I so tired all the time? J: I'mma dooty! little flower! Ahh ahh! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!
In the midst of all that dialogue, all his attempts at impression, he fell flat on his face. And he need not wonder, nor tear his gaze up at them, to know the way they looked down upon him. The same expression of indifference that forever was, burned into his back by the sunlight. So he stared at the pavement angry at God, because he could no find his way to the table inside and simply enjoy his time playing Scrabble with Grandpa. Not with this family. Not with these sensibilities. What a crazy summer.
How did I get myself into this marriage. How did I not see the signs! First he uses my straightener and my hair products to straighten his hair and now he's stolen my shirt, my favorite rainbow colored shirt! This is getting ridiculous...this has gone too far! No more borrowing my makeup, no more wearing my underwear! I'm getting my life back!
Why is this lady in my way? All I want to do is see what's going on behind her. Maybe if I just... There now I can see. HOLY SHIT! There's more people! Who's the shorty? I get the strange feeling that I've seen her before, but I can't remember where. And the dude... what's his deal rainbow sweater, really guy? He's gotta be some sort of pedophile. I need out of this baby holster.
..and I thought they fed me shit...Can you believe this guy? Giving his little sister the old "He's not right for you. What are you doing? Think of the kids." and he's the one with the rainbow sweater. Because Macy's throwaways circa 1984 got you laid. Yeah, buddy. Right on. You really are the top authority on relationships. Maybe if I can convince one of these bees to sting him in the testes, that'll straighten him out. Not a chanceeeeeee
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I’m sorry I forgot your father’s custard tarts, yes, I really am, but how much longer can you go on about it? Yes, I agree, he’s a great man and has done a lot for this family, but they’re just custard tarts. He doesn’t even mind--he’s playing canasta with Mr. Willis from down next door. Oh no he can tell I’m not paying attention any more, quick, look apologetic. Just let me drop the kids off at their play date and then when I come home we can talk about what’s really going on here. I’m sorry I wouldn’t let you use that new toy last night, but that grinding sound it made scared me.
ReplyDeleteLinda and Joel had just left the Farm. She cut her long hair in the gas station. Hadn't since she was 19. She just couldn't raise the girls there. They wouldn't admit to each other that they missed the rigor and rules. The rhetoric wore them down. When Beth was born everything seemed possible again. So the drove to his parents beach house in San Clemente and stood on the side walk listening to the radio.
ReplyDeleteTom decides to give his wife her walking papers. He found out that she was cheating on him and that his children may not be his. He is disappointed by her lies and deceit and can't bare the thought of living in the same house with her. His wife is ashamed of what she has done and knows that Tom will never forgive her.
ReplyDeleteWhen she closes her eyes, it's sunny and 75 on a beach somewhere. There are no screaming children, no cheating husbands, no disappointed fathers. Just her, the sand, and the waves. When she closes her eyes, she can feel the warm sun on her bare skin. She can taste the salty air. She isn't stressed or resentful anymore. She is calm. She is happy. And, also, she is wearing more flattering pants.
ReplyDeleteIm sorry i didnt think it was that big of a deal! I thought that my period was just late! I'll never stop my birth control again with out telling you! I mean hey how bad can it be, we've already got two, whats one more? Look dad and his Seymour are already planning on how they can corrupt this one!
ReplyDeleteSo what do you want to do, Beth? I dont know Tom. I just can't believe it. She was right, she really was right! But you don't know what's really going on Beth. For all you know that could be some new neighbor. Neighbor Tom! Didn't you see the way they were acting. How they were looking at each other. Oh My God! Tom it all makes sense now. The "business" trips, the birthday presents from long distance cousins, that strange man that came to mother's funeral. It's true Tom, Michelle was right. My father is a homosexual. So Beth does that really matter? He's still your father.
ReplyDeleteThe two are siblings. The sibling in the rainbow colored sweater is gay and he is upset with his little sister wearing the green shirt. The older sibling is mad because his partner cheated on him with his sister that is wearing the green shirt. They just had an argument about the whole thing, because the older sibling's partner felt guilty about what he did and told his lover about what he did. The older sibling just finished confronting his little sister about it and she told him that it was true, and that she is so sorry for what she has done to him. The older sibling wearing the rainbow sweater slapped the taste out of her mouth, and he is so disgusted he just stares at her and doesn't say a word. The little sister stands there feeling horrible and sad about what she done and the two stand there quietly, but with much tension. Then two siblings head off in there own directions and no happy ending.
ReplyDeleteJ: Knees knees...knee, knee, knee, knee.
ReplyDeleteM: This feeling. Always and everything with affect. Shame to think we built all this on top of it.
J: Flower flower flower flower. Rainbow! Daddy's a rainbow. Angry rainbow...
D: Going to just peak in. I'm a provider. And funny to boot! We make them laugh. No need to be laughing ourselves.
M: Why am I so tired all the time?
J: I'mma dooty! little flower! Ahh ahh! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!
In the midst of all that dialogue, all his attempts at impression, he fell flat on his face. And he need not wonder, nor tear his gaze up at them, to know the way they looked down upon him. The same expression of indifference that forever was, burned into his back by the sunlight.
ReplyDeleteSo he stared at the pavement angry at God, because he could no find his way to the table inside and simply enjoy his time playing Scrabble with Grandpa. Not with this family. Not with these sensibilities.
What a crazy summer.
-Marc Brousseau
How did I get myself into this marriage. How did I not see the signs! First he uses my straightener and my hair products to straighten his hair and now he's stolen my shirt, my favorite rainbow colored shirt! This is getting ridiculous...this has gone too far! No more borrowing my makeup, no more wearing my underwear! I'm getting my life back!
ReplyDeleteWhy is this lady in my way? All I want to do is see what's going on behind her. Maybe if I just... There now I can see. HOLY SHIT! There's more people! Who's the shorty? I get the strange feeling that I've seen her before, but I can't remember where. And the dude... what's his deal rainbow sweater, really guy? He's gotta be some sort of pedophile. I need out of this baby holster.
ReplyDelete..and I thought they fed me shit...Can you believe this guy? Giving his little sister the old "He's not right for you. What are you doing? Think of the kids." and he's the one with the rainbow sweater. Because Macy's throwaways circa 1984 got you laid. Yeah, buddy. Right on. You really are the top authority on relationships. Maybe if I can convince one of these bees to sting him in the testes, that'll straighten him out. Not a chanceeeeeee
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