Raven's Challenge 62

Today's Link
It's Me Betty

Today's Saying
The good writing of any age has always been the product of someone's neurosis, and we'd have a mighty dull literature if all the writers that came along were a bunch of happy chuckleheads. ~William Styron

Today's Picture
Flocked Again

It is Saturday and time to play with words supplied by Raven's Wordzzle

This Week's Ten Word Challenge will be: gentle spring rain, mammoth, soap opera, worry, bubble gum, garden gate, seizure, of Biblical proportions, paralysis, wrinkles
Mini Challenge: operatic, stuffed animals, anger management, biographical, paint splatters

The Mega Challenge as
The Ongoing Adventures of Agent 012

Suddenly Agent 012 felt himself changing. He was no longer human. Now he was a pig. “ Take that Pig” the evil man said, “ Now you are what you always have been”. Agent 012 realized he was in trouble of Biblical proportions as he began to worry that the gas would wear off and the polar bear would come back.. He ran out of the building toward the garden gate but his little foot got stuck in some bubble gum. “This is worse than my wife’s soap opera “ he thought as a gentle spring rain began to fall.” I will soon be covered with wrinkles, suffer a seizure of mammoth proportions, and enter into a deep paralysis unless they just turn me into bacon strips.
At this point despite the six courses in anger management he had taken Agent 012 began to get angry, really angry. Then he noticed he was changing . He was turning back into Agent 012. He didn’t know if it was the rain, the anger, or the bubble gum but it was happening. Soon Agent 012 was back with only two problems . He was naked . His clothes were back in the auction hall and he still had a little pig tail. He wondered if this incident had to go into his biographical material. Nobody would ever ask was there a time in your life when you were a pig. But then he would need the Agency surgeon to remove the tail so he couldn’t hide what had happened. It would be like trying to stand in front of the paint splatters to keep your wife from seeing them. Sooner or later you have to move.
He snuck back into the hall looking for his clothes. On the far side of the hall our villain was turning stuffed animals into operatic singers just for the fun of it.
He didn’t notice Agent 012 dressing quickly . He didn’t expect the gas that caused him to fall unconscious. Agent 012 took the parchment and called headquarters for a pickup.
This was going to be his day.

The Ten word challenge-Charles in Jail

Charles Lee regretted being such a zoilist as he sat friendless in the county jail awaiting trial for the murder of Philmore Noteworthy III the director of the local orchestra. The orchestra that Charles said had played in such a hitonious manner that you could have stuck bubble gum in every instrument and it wouldn’t have sounded worse. He knew he should have stopped there but he was on a role and he added “Kids pounding on a garden gate with a stick sound better.”
So now he was in trouble of Biblical proportions. It wasn’t just being in jail that depressed him , or the seizure of his assets by the police looking for clues. No it was not being able to run and dance in the new gentle spring rain and missing his favorite soap opera “ As the Stomach Wrinkles” This was sweeps week and a mammoth buildup had promised that inspector Gallworthy would be set free from his paralysis in a spectacular manner. How could he miss that? But the stupid inmates only wanted to watch sports on the one television set in the jail.
And if that wasn’t enough to worry about he might be found guilty and spend the rest of his life in prison.

The mini challenge-Police Chief to the ?

Police Chief Ican Getum felt uneasy about the rush to arrest Charles Lee. He liked to build his cases little by little, evidence piece upon evidence piece. This had been far too fast. So he decided to go to Charles apartment and check things out himself. There he found two tickets to the new operatic style musical that was being staged at the local theater. He figured those were work related . Charles was the music critic after all. There were three stuffed animals, a polar bear, a penguin, and a mongoose. Who in the world has a mongoose for a stuffed animal? There was the certificate showing that Charles had completed a course in Anger Management. That could be important to the defense in the trial. There was a hobby kit for making beautiful pictures with paint splatters. There was a stack of biographical material on every musician in town. Other than the mongoose there was nothing out of the ordinary.
Further he noticed a large number of empty beer bottles which included some in the bed room. This could indicate that Charles was telling the truth when he said he drank himself unconscious the night of the murder since they arrested him before he had a chance to clean up.
What he did not find was the gun.
To be continued next Thursday.

All fifteen words in one sentence

The new soap opera ,“ Biographical Paint Splatters”, staring Fred Wrinkles, was not your standard operatic material as it concerned mammoth stuffed animals in need of anger management as their seizure of the garden gate during a gentle spring rain caused worry of Biblical proportions to overwhelm the bubble gum chewing old man caught in his paralysis and thus unable to get away.

News from Pigeon Falls

The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal
It is Saturday and time to look back on the week in Pigeon Falls.
Monday– Mrs Erwin Maki packed up her children, their mammoth stuffed animals, their bubble gum and their clothes wrinkles and all. As they left she looked back sadly at the rusty garden gate that had seen many years of gentle spring rains .Now as she went to the relatives in Iron Mountain she would worry that she would never see Pigeon Falls again.”It was like living in a soap opera “ she thought “ With one crisis of Biblical proportions after another.”.
Tuesday– James Periwinkle Senior was found , on the ground with paint splatters on his clothes and the ground around him. His hand clutched the paint brush and was still shaking. It was obvious he was having some kind of seizure. He was taken by ambulance to the emergency room in iron River. They hoped there would be no paralysis stemming from the incident.
Wednesday– “Wink” the owner of Wink’s Woods whose biographical material includes a stint as operatic consultant to the Metropolitan Opera told his wife he was glad he took the course in Anger Management or he would kill the person who sold him on the idea that running a little variety store in a small town was a stress free way of life. Nobody told him about giant demons and power fights on main street.

Of course the dragons were busy today you can see them HERE.

Wrap UP

Good day. We went out to lunch then to Stein's to look at flowers. I posted the tea party pictures and the bulletin to the Saint. Mark's website. I visited the blogs that left comments yesterday. Now I need a breathing treatment.
GBYA

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