Sunday, October 5, 2014

The Write Woman takes a Shot in the Dark (333--is half of 666--Days to Go)


Why do people WANT to be normal?
Let me explain the difference between myself and normal people, I don’t keep a calendar readily available. I have had no reason to keep track of days – I certainly don’t date or do anything for entertainment. The dates I do keep track of are the dates of child support and food stamps. How lame is that? When someone says, “Parent/Teacher conference is scheduled for the sixth,” I remember by realizing it’s the day after we get food. Isn’t that sad? To become a success, one should obviously keep the mental attitude positive by ignoring the negative things. But how can you do that when your choice is remembering negative or remembering nothing? Guess that’s why there are so many drug addicts and alcoholics roaming around. Soon I won't need to worry about governmental assistance at all--yeah!

Zack is a smart and intuitive boy.
I watched a movie last night entitled Little Red Wagon, written by Patrick Sheane Duncan, that conjured up a lot of horrific memories, but made me realize that homelessness is not all that rare. It could have been written a lot more clearly than it was, however. At the end, the closest the writer came to reconvening the single mothers was by having the homeless boy receive a Zach Pack from the helpful boy. But the focus wasn't on the heroics of the boy, as much as the hardships of his family. The film steered away from whom he was helping too often. And my first opinion of his mother, the real estate agent, was not a good one. When she met the soon-to-be homeless mother, whose husband had recently died and she had to move, the hero’s mother seemed aloof and callous. It tainted her for the rest of the movie. The layout was all about the boy’s mother and her relationship with her kids, using the homeless family's story as a filler.

Nikki will only sing and dance privately. No public shows!
Nikki is watching—you guessed it—Mama Mia, again. She says, “Sam is hot, even if he needs a pill to be married,” of Pierce Brosnan. I’m not going to take the time to explain this. In the offscreen shots Amanda Seigfried got a boo-boo and the hospital refused to see her, she asked the onsite nurse if she could have leprosy. Inquiring minds want to know, right? When Nikki asked me what leprosy was, I explained. “Oh, is that where leprechauns come from?” she asked. At Cameron’s game, Dave gave Nikki five dollars for a back scratch. For the amount of time she spent, she’d be rich if she did that for an hour. But she’s decided to purchase the movie from Amazon with it. She’ll care for that movie!

The perfect one-night stand
Oh, so now I have a new dilemma. I found out yesterday I am short almost $15,000 to graduate on my birthday next year, with about a month to do my rain dance. My mind is extremely Don’t send money, I want to earn it myself. But if you come across any writing contests of scholarships for single mothers surviving amnesia and homelessness, let me in on it. Please do NOT submit ideas for medical studies—no way! My life is still trying to recover from the last “medical miracle” of Prozac, some twenty-five years ago. 

Last night Broomhilda and Baby Huey were stirring a ruckus a bit after midnight and going back to sleep was damned near out of the question. Still I woke up again at 3:00 a.m., so I worked on Vermillion Beech some more. I figure that may be a way to earn some cash—a long shot, but a shot in the dark is gonna hit something! I’ll just cross my fingers I don’t shoot myself in the foot.

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