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Submitted by cerpin_taxt (View user info) at 2008-04-23 12:22:00 EDT
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The lake was still and serene and all the boats were inside their shed preparing for winter. I can't remember a time that we visited this late in the season. Jesse calls from outside the cabin
"Eric! Give me a hand with this trailer, would ya?" our once baby boy had been rummaging around the cabin to find hiding spots for his new army toys.
"Where is everybody?" said my mother as I helped her up the front steps. Her knees cracked and crunched like dry bamboo every time they bent and she winced more with each stair we climbed. "This place is never this dead."
"I think it's because of the weather, mom" I replied as we left the front porch and walked into the cabin. The smell of moldy wood and ash consumed the damp air. Roger was sniffing the perimeter of the kitchen until his nose grazed a sliver on the half-lacquered floor and he jumped and ran outside. I bent down to pick up the sliver and thought of my father. He had started to put a finish on the floor until his liver failed. Mom gave up drinking at the sight of him in the emergency room. Little did she know, that would be our last moment with him. I started to cry as Eric burst through the door
"Mom! Mom! I found a snail!" His enthusiasm startled me as he examined the creature. "Nani, LOOK!" His youth shone through my sadness and I suddenly felt relieved.
The clunk of our suitcases startled mother as Jesse began to unpack.
"Honey, can you take care of this? I need to run down to the market before it closes." He says.
"Sure. Why don't you go with your father, Eric?" The engine started and the sound of the rocks hitting the underside of our station wagon slowly faded away.
The cabin is quiet and calm, filled with a concentrated awkwardness between my mother and I. We never spend time alone anymore. When she gets sick of the nursing home she usually stays with Jerry and Elaine in the same old part of town that we grew up in. Every time we meet there's always forced small talk followed by her telling me that I'm too thin despite that I kept 27 pounds since Eric was born. The shell of our relationship has started to deteriorate since Jesse and I moved out to the city.
I unpack as mother starts to cry while sinking into daddy's recliner. He was the one thing in this world that she really loved more than anything. The only thing that ever changed her was my father. She starts to doze off so I step out onto the porch.
The trees are balding and my heart has never felt so content. My two true loves are the only thing I need to feel safe anymore. This place kept a yearning in me that lasted until I fell in love all over again with my son.
I see our car swerving down the long stone driveway towards the cabin. As it gets closer I notice that Jesse is not driving, but in the passengers seat. The wagon dodges a few more trees before skidding to an abrupt halt ten feet away from me. Eric climbs out of the window and dances around like he just robbed a bank.
"Go bring this to your Nani, Eric." Jesse hands him a bouquet of flowers and smiles at me like he did when we were teenagers.
"Honey, I don't think that was the best idea."
"He's got to learn some time."
"He's twelve years old!"
"Would you rather me let him drive in the city?" Jesse approaches me with a smirk and holds me until I am engulfed with his love. He knows I am upset but never fails to make me feel like I'm the only woman in the world worth his time. We go inside and unpack the groceries.
"It's getting dark; you want to go get some fire wood? How about it, kid?" Eric jumps up at the thought of wilderness. He is so used to the city that the simplest forms of nature strike deep into his soul, as if the woods are his long lost love he's never met.
"Roger! Roger! Have you seen Roger, honey?" Jesse spoke with concerned confusion.
"Hmm.. He's been out of the cabin since we got here, I'm sure he'll smell his way back." The sun had started to set and was gleaming through the treetops, turning them amber and gold.
I start to chop onions and carrots for dinner as headlights flash from the end of the driveway. My heart is startled and starts to race. I don't understand what is going on, it feels as if I'm fourteen again.
A man pulls up in a pickup truck with Roger in the back. He approaches the door and I meet him there.
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Submitted by scourge (user info) at 2008-04-26 01:31:09 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
i appreciate what you offer around here.
i'm not sure why i bothered to read what you ever started offering anyway...it was probably mainly due to the fact that you annoyed people. that was a definite plus for me.
then the fact that you offered SOMETHING at all
the fact that uber people are more impressed with the delivery of 'content' than they are with actual content makes me smile. because i know there are maybe ten people in this dump who i would ever bother to have a conversation with at all. because i know i'm better than most of them in all ways.
ps, i'm fucking loaded right now. absolutely shnockered drunk. this may account for much of the review above. though my giant ego doesn't really recognize states of intoxication at all, so who really knows...
fucking jason isringhausen
Submitted by TheUniter (user info) at 2008-04-25 21:05:15 EDT (#)
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Submitted by jasumthin (user info) at 2008-04-23 20:35:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
just looking at the format hurt my eyes, use the preview button
Submitted by TheGoat (user info) at 2008-04-23 16:59:14 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
i think it reads better with spaces in between
Submitted by SgtHartman (user info) at 2008-04-23 13:42:59 EDT (#)
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Submitted by FALLEN (user info) at 2008-04-23 13:39:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Pracilla QOTD is very similar to "to Wong Foo,thanks for everything, Julie Numar"
staring Patrick Swayze, who is mentioned here
http://www.ubersite.com/m/116286
and the circle is complete!!
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its a small world after all...
Submitted by FALLEN (user info) at 2008-04-23 13:39:47 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Pracilla QOTD is very similar to "to Wong Foo,thanks for everything, Julie Numar"
staring Patrick Swayze, who is mentioned here
http://www.ubersite.com/m/116286
and the circle is complete!!
Submitted by SgtHartman (user info) at 2008-04-23 13:29:08 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by FALLEN (user info) at 2008-04-23 13:16:25 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
V= V in "V for Vendetta"
staring Hugo Weaving who was in the Lord of the Rings trilogy, also staring
"V" iggo Mortensen
Thanks,
Fallen
Director of Usless Information
Uber-division.
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Hugo Weaving A.K.A the voice of MEGATRON. That guy will always get praise from me. hes in some great movies.
See - Transformers, The lord of the rings trilogy, The Matrix Trilogy, V for vendetta, Babe, Babe: Pig in the City (hah), Adventures of Pricilla queen of the desert (HAHA) wait a minute, how the fuck did this guy land those last three? you're telling me that someone saw "priscilla" and went, YOU'RE PERFECT FOR OUR ROBOT/ELF/HOMOCIDAL COMPUTER POLICEMAN ROLE! I say what the fuck?
Submitted by FALLEN (user info) at 2008-04-23 13:16:25 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
V= V in "V for Vendetta"
staring Hugo Weaving who was in the Lord of the Rings trilogy, also staring
"V" iggo Mortensen
Thanks,
Fallen
Director of Usless Information
Uber-division.
Submitted by GangsterSquid (user info) at 2008-04-23 13:14:08 EDT (#)
Ranking: -2
Great formatting you fucking moron.
Try using the 'enter' button.
Submitted by MudWhistle (user info) at 2008-04-23 12:44:48 EDT (#)
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what do I II III IV and V have to do with Michael Ironsides?
Submitted by cerpin_taxt (user info) at 2008-04-23 12:40:26 EDT (#)
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It's V as in I II III IV V.
Submitted by FALLEN (user info) at 2008-04-23 12:35:23 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
V= "Pre-Freddie Kruger" Robert Englund
Thank,
Fallen
Director of Usless Information
Uber-division.
Submitted by Banjo (user info) at 2008-04-23 12:28:10 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
I haven't read this yet, I am going to but I'm just leaving work. +2 for V --> most brilliant show I saw when I was little besides maybe Twin Peaks and some funky thing I saw on BBC2 about the London underworld and the Angel of Islington... Can't remember the name of it though...
Submitted by MudWhistle (user info) at 2008-04-23 12:26:02 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
when i was a kid I used to love the show "V". me and my mom would watch it and get all freaked out together. When that one chick at the rat....holy fuck was I scared.