Upfront and Impersonal

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

invasion of the pod people

grasshopper, when you start to hear voices -- listen.

um, where to begin?

first a letter
:
Nov. 11, 2007 2:00am
Dear George M., recent transplant from Jersey to Los Angeles of Greek descent;

It was a pleasure meeting you at the Dresden Lounge. Your command for all things RiteAid was very entertaining. You entranced us with your stories of fake boobs, Sylvester Stallone, and your spiritual connection with Mark Wahlberg.

We were so entranced, that when we slipped out without saying goodbye, it was because we hate goodbyes and we weren't trying to run to our car and speed away without looking back because we think you are a nutter, and i mean that in the most loving way.

Signed,
us

Second, i hear old people:
So, i was visiting my grandparents over the weekend and was sitting next to my gramps, when i thought i was going out of my mind.
I kept hearing V O I C E S.

I finally had to ask them to turn the TV off and stop talking and just listen.
Shhhhh.
Do you hear that?
Shhhhh.
That.
Is it...
a
radio?
A RADIO.
Do you hear that?
I hear a radio!
It is coming from around you gramps.
Wait.
Shhhh.
Hear that?
I think...
I think...
it is coming from around your head.

So, like my gramps just got new dentures and they are transmitting a spanish-language radio program from inside is mouth.
IN
SIDE
HIS
MOUTH

Apparently he has been hearing it for weeks.

ouch.


1 Comments:

  • omg! your poor grandpa! is there any way that he can get his dentures adjusted? i hope it's not a 24 hour radio station.

    By Blogger r4kk4, at 11/13/2007 8:57 AM  

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