"untitled scrawl at two something (on the second)"

and then he went to the door to answer the "knock-knock-knock." No one was there when he peeked through the poorly named peephole. Perhaps the person or persons calling were short people or circus dwarves. Maybe even hiding in the bushes... He thought for a moment at who would be summoning him at this hour of the day. It was 4:40pm. He knew this because Oprah was on a commercial break and it was too early for the Banana Splits Adventure Hour on Boomerang. He decided to open the door because his curiosity was hungry for something that would obviously be a surprise. It was cold outside, so he slipped on his house slippers to match his not-so-warm robe. No one was there, but a cheap looking portable CD player awaited him on his porch. There, on the rickety planks, with just a little bit of moisture covering it because it had started misting to make an already cold afternoon seem much colder. Next to it was a 3x5 card that read in red capital letters, "Forward to Hummingbirds. Press Play. I dare you to play #8." Was this a joke or an early Christmas present three days before Thanksgiving? He stood there wondering what to do... He decided to pick up the anonymous gift. He took it inside and stared at the electronic device as he put it on his cluttered coffee table. Right on top of a picked over National Geographic magazine with Stonehenge on the cover. After 3 or 4 minutes, he pressed "Play" and sat back on his cozy couch........................................... Rumor has it that the first sentence of his article was, "I'm making plans to be with you."

12/02/08 (usatsfh)