I'm not entirely sure how it had started,

  • I'm not entirely sure how it had started, but I'd begun inadvertently living out the lyrics to the songs of They Might Be Giants. I like them, but things became pear-shaped when I

  • killed Jason off & put a Birdhouse in my Soul,after all the seat of the soul is still unknown,so I decided to overtly live out the lyrics of songs of the Sugar Cubes,but Motorcrash

  • and all other alternative rock from the 90's made me sad. So sad. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I'd let them fall on my IPAD. Comatose. Dead and brittle inside. That was my

  • life, my pattern. I gave my soul for the moment and lamented on the emptiness inside until the vacuum sucked the wound shut. I tapped the tablet off and stood, turning on my heel

  • . So, I was alive and soulless. I popped up to my attic to check my portrait. Yes, the wound was already gangrenous in the picture but I was whole, horny and immortal. I heard the

  • doorbell ring & hurried to answer it. Was my pizza here already? I opened the door & there stood the most gorgeous delivery boy I'd ever laid eyes on. He smiled. I smiled. Immortal

  • love went pitter-pat in my heart. "Your pizza ma'am." he crooned. I smiled shyly as I took the box. wait-a-minute... green olives? I WANTED BLACK OLIVES!

  • I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I tried to stay calm, to breathe but I cracked. "I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME! YOU'RE AWFUL! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" The pizza delivery guy

  • looked very uncomfortable as he stood jingling the change in his pocket but repeated, "I'm sorry the coupon was for last month's special. Now I could be persuaded...," he coyingly

  • implied, "to look the other way, if..." She looked down, utterly defeated. With a deep sigh that rattled her soul, she counted out her last cents. "Eat it,"she said and slammed out



  1. SlimWhitman Apr 21 2013 @ 05:06

    The soul came back two times. I think we've located it. Quick somebody catch it in the Birdhouse!

  2. slus Apr 21 2013 @ 16:48

    Not to put too fine a point on it (perhaps I'm only a bee in your bonnet?), there is a grand total of 4 souls in this story. A record? Of course two of them are about the lack of soul. But still...

  3. SlimWhitman Apr 21 2013 @ 17:26

    Not to put too fine a point on it, but perhaps there are five bees in that bonnet?

  4. PurpleProf Apr 21 2013 @ 18:12

    Not to put too fine a bee on it, but I think there were actually six points in this story.

  5. lucielucie Apr 22 2013 @ 13:40

    There was no point in this story.

  6. slus Apr 22 2013 @ 20:25

    Go ahead--filibuster vigilantly.

  7. Chaz Apr 22 2013 @ 21:51

    Ah, the loss of Jason and countless screaming Argonauts.

  8. Zetawilk Apr 22 2013 @ 22:37

    Help, I made a hole with a gun in my desktop globe and now my desk is ruined.

  9. slus Apr 24 2013 @ 09:22

    Folding stories? Hell, no! We should be a They Might Be Giants cover band. We could call it, They Might Be Folders, or They Might Be Regular-Sized People....

  10. 49erFaithful Apr 24 2013 @ 12:54

    They Could Be Anyone?

  11. BlastedHeath May 09 2013 @ 21:14

    We're all partridges in pear tree, apparently: http://www.redorbit.com/news/space/1112841989/pear-shaped-atomic-nuclei-050913/

  12. CrazyBananas May 16 2013 @ 10:44

    SugarCubes, motorcrash? Whoa, that's a blast from the past!

  13. SlimWhitman May 16 2013 @ 20:14

    Back in college days there was a guy who'd sing opera in the shower ... really a classic music lover. Then one day he heard Sugar cubes Motorcrash and would constantly say "That girl on the bicycle showed great interest in all the motorcrashes in the neighbourhood. She looked quite innocent."

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