Raven's Wordzzle 33

Today's Link
My Crazy Wonderful so Called Life

Saying for the Day
One must be drenched in words, literally soaked in them, to have the right ones form themselves into the proper pattern at the right moment. ~Hart Crane

Picture of the Day
From the Archives ( Betty and I)

Raven's Wordzzle Challenge.

The all fifteen words adventures of Agent 012

As the crocodile lunged at agent 012 it seemed to see him as a cornucopia of good things to eat. Why couldn’t he have been attacked by a myopic, overfed, flighty crocodile? He was ready to wrestle the croc when the ladder hit him in the face. It came from the circling helicopter. He was saved.
Back at headquarters he was given new shoes, a new belt, and a plethora of new gadgets. Then he was brought up to speed on the terror front. The bomb on the Lily had been found in a washing machine and disarmed saving the Sacred Jungle book but the Maharajah was dead , killed not by his high cholesterol but by some kind of poison. The lovelorn madman the Tattletale had joined the same group as the Purple Rose of Cario, a homogeneous , militant, group of terrorists, headed by somebody known only as the Mute. The agency now had digitalized pictures of all of them, except the Mute, for him to review.
His immediate task was to recover the Senator , who had been kidnapped in broad daylight in front of the theater playing The Bird Man Of Alcatraz, thus blatantly thumbing their nose at the agency and daring them to catch them. It was a horrible assignment but it could have been worse they could have sent him to some hick town to investigate a poltergeist in a coffee shop, at least terrorists were real.
This really wasn’t his day.

All fifteen words in a sentence story

George turned the volume up on the digitalized version of the Bird Man of Alcatraz trying to mute the sound of the washing machine, blot out the news of his high cholesterol, and to ignore the militant poltergeist that was blatantly throwing a plethora of homogeneous cornucopias around the room that the lovelorn ,flighty, but somewhat myopic tattletale had gotten him confined in.

A ten word whatever

If your really not myopic
And you don’t stand mute
If your not a crazy militant
And your really kind of cute.
If your not known as flighty
With a plethora of faults
If your not a tattletale
Don’t hang around with louts
Then we’ll digitalize your picture
And blatantly send it on
To a cornucopia of lovelorn
Where love has come and gone.
A homogenous bunch of losers
Just wait to hear from you
Cause your the only person
They can count on to be true.
JOIN the LAST CHANCE DATE GROUP now
TOMORROW is too late.

News from Pigeon Falls

The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal.
Today is the day of the big Mary Maxim film festival. We know they won’t be playing the Bird Man of Alcatraz because she wasn’t in that movie. The theater had been blatantly advertising that they will be running her three best movies.“ The Tall Man Falls Far” . “Grandma Raises Rabbits”. “ The Tall Man Rises High” .Some felt that the picture ”Grandma Fights the Washing Machine” should have been included but it’s not in the same class. Besides with only three movies they can run the set twice, once for 1:00 to 5:00 and once from 6:00 to 10:00 and take in twice as much money. Both sets are sold out. They will take in a little more money on the popcorn served with low cholesterol butter. Now ,if only, they could figure out how to get Nancy’s poltergeist to serve the pop it would be perfect.
Last week in Pigeon Falls
Tuesday
Alex Maki is not the Bird Man of Alcatraz but he could be called the Crocodile Man of Pigeon Falls. The DNR caught him trying to throw a two foot crocodile into the Lake of the Loons. Then he blatantly said that he was trying to wash it because it didn’t fit in his washing machine. So now he is in jail. His wife hopes the jail food will help lower his cholesterol , which is far too high. He has been over watching Nancy’s poltergeist and eating tons of saffron buns. He is a saffron bun addict.
Friday
The Octoberfest street dance was a great success. The replacement band Three Old Cows and A Bull couldn’t make it either but Eino’s friend The Bird Man of Alcatraz joined the “Washing Machine Four” and supplied the music.
It was not a time for those with high cholesterol as the beer flowed freely and the Youth Group from Last Lutheran sold Pizza and hit dogs to help pay for some kind of trip next summer.
Anyone who danced to close to Nancy’s Coffee Shop was at risk of getting hit as the door would open and the poltergeist blatantly threw pumpkins.
Just before the end three dragons flew over which made everybody feel good.
The cap to the day though was when the drunken moose staggered onto the street . He was wobbling so bad he almost seemed to be dancing. He was wearing a pumpkin on his head probably put there by Nancy’s poltergeist.
Herman Hatlverson said this proves he is a seer because he saw that moose in his vision.
Eino said he doesn’t believe in visions he believes in the sciences. This abracadabra, stuff was not for him. If the moose had a silver colander on his head and was riding in a subway there would still be a rational explanation. There are some things he can’t explain yet like a moving mountain and a missing island that might cause you to raise an eyebrow but in time he will. As for the drunken moose a Tommy UK shenanigan is the best explanation. If that kid thinks he is going to get away with it he hasn’t got a prayer.

Wrap Up

Started off the day by visiting all the blogs listed as playing the wordzzle challenge. There was a real variety of stories which made mine seem rather pathetic. I left comments on every one I visited. They deserve to know how good they are. My son Peter called from New York. We didn't even know he was in New York and he was in the airport on his way home. I spent part of the afternoon reading some really well crafted sermons. Then I visited my links.
Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA

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