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In Which My Ego Boundaries Collapse

Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 7:34 pm
by Varda
When Strawman suggested my mom might moonlight as Dr. Banzai, a quick phone call confirmed it. I suddenly realized that I’d known everyone on the Drabblecast forums all along.

Strawman did performance art downtown.

Flintknapper taught Xenolinguistics at the university.

That oddly well-read ATM at the bank? PhineasQP.

ROU operated the FBI surveillance van down the street.

I had beers with MonsieurMoustache every Friday.

Tbaker: definitely that creeper who follows me when I run.

ASID got drunk and panhandled behind Wal-mart.

How could this be? It was impossible. Unless...

I looked into the mirror. Norm Sherman stared back at me.

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(If you listen closely to the wind today, you can hear me laughing maniacally as they haul me off in the paddy-wagon.)

Re: In Which My Ego Boundaries Collapse

Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 7:41 pm
by PhineasQP
I think I just splorted.

Re: In Which My Ego Boundaries Collapse

Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 8:00 pm
by strawman
And if you ever really need too, just click those ruby slippers together three times while saying, "There's no place like Drabbleland".

Re: In Which My Ego Boundaries Collapse

Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 8:32 pm
by Varda
PhineasQP wrote:I think I just splorted.
If you're an ATM, does that mean you just shot free money all over the place? Because that would be awesome.
strawman wrote:And if you ever really need too, just click those ruby slippers together three times while saying, "There's no place like Drabbleland".
If I try it, am I going to end up as Varda or as Norm? Because it's a loooooong walk to Baltimore, and these ruby slippers have terrible arch support!

Re: In Which My Ego Boundaries Collapse

Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2013 9:30 pm
by strawman
Just down the hallway from the playroom in our house, right ROU?

Re: In Which My Ego Boundaries Collapse

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 1:52 am
by MonsieurMoustache
You're not being paddy-wagon dragged anywhere we won't already be. Bring a six-pack.

Re: In Which My Ego Boundaries Collapse

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 3:19 am
by Varda
MonsieurMoustache wrote:You're not being paddy-wagon dragged anywhere we won't already be. Bring a six-pack.
You're on, ol' drinking buddy. :D I'll bring the usual.

Re: In Which My Ego Boundaries Collapse

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 3:20 am
by Varda
And Strawman, what's the story behind this "house" of yours...? Just curious.

Re: In Which My Ego Boundaries Collapse

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 3:48 am
by Algernon Sydney is Dead
Varda wrote:ASID got drunk and panhandled behind Wal-mart.
No, no, NO!
Panhandle in front of Wal-mart. Dumpster dive behind it!

(Note to self: Best to panhandle before diving for breakfast.)

Re: In Which My Ego Boundaries Collapse

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 11:41 am
by strawman
Varda wrote:And Strawman, what's the story behind this "house" of yours...? Just curious.
Not "house". House.
It is the quintessential Drabblecast fieldguide, House of Leaves. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Z._Danielewski.

Those who read it can sympathetically comprehend and solve for
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ROU and I suspect it was written under the direct influence of the angel Moroni.

Re: In Which My Ego Boundaries Collapse

Posted: Tue Jul 02, 2013 12:32 pm
by Varda
Algernon Sydney is Dead wrote:(Note to self: Best to panhandle before diving for breakfast.)
Pshaw, breakfast is the most important meal of the day! And who do you think's leaving their extra moonshine in the dumpster for you?
strawman wrote:Not "house". House.
Ahhhh. I'm grokking you now.