Friday, June 15

Talon Tales Again

This scene immediately follows the last entry. Our heroes almost get away with their new plan.


An hour later the fire was put out and everyone settled down for another rough night of sleeping. Tivoli wisely lay down at a discreet distance leaving us alone in the deep silence. I was glad for the darkness, I didn’t have to look at the glum faces of my cellmates. Toby was used to roughing it so he handed me his slim pillow and laid down on the threadbare blanket without complaint. I shifted uneasily troubled by the number of ways the so called plan could go wrong. What if they couldn’t afford to buy us from Gandolph? Who was the buyer anyway? Was this going to be an auction? What if Gandolph decided to keep us for himself? What if Tivoli and Daedelus were lying and they were slave traders? Where the hell was Daedelus? I agonized over the worst case scenerios in my mind endlessly as I fought to deal with an intermittant headache as well, damn it. I lay in the dark listening to others snoring and coughing. The air smelled of dirt, wood ash and sweat. I tried to stay warm under the thin blanket.
“What’s bothering you sweets?” I heard Toby whisper as I leaned close to him to get warm.
“I’m worried about how we’re going to get out of this.” I said barely audible. He sighed and shifted his weight.
“I have a few ideas.”  he said it as a released breath.
“Oh do tell.” my voice taking on an impatient edge.
“This so called jail is a joke.” his tone edged in comtempt. “The main door doesn’t even have a lock, just a latch. Most of the guards appear to be clueless and their weapons.” he laughed as he said the word. 
“I know, I noticed most carried staffs and not too skillfully either.” I joined in. I wish I had my katana with me. The long slender samurai sword would feel good in my hands, a perfect killing machine; the puny swords they had here were no match.
“So what’s your plan?” I could tell by his stillness that his mind was working, planning as his army training taught him.
“We slip the latch open with the flat end of a spoon I pocketed. We pass through the courtyard, there’s a tree that overhangs the enclosure. We climb up and over the wall that way. I saw a gate on the other side visible from the mens latrine.” That he had memorized the route did not surprise me. He always found his way out of the woods afterall.
We both had on dark clothes, had excellent night vision and were capable of moving  soundlessly. He pointed out he hadn’t seen any soldiers on this side of the prison as it was a low security risk. I mentioned that the guards who were here, didn’t look too happy so they tended to stay as far away as possible.
“Of course if we wait to be sold down the river-so to speak- we won’t get a chance to try this out.” I said. Was he ready to do this now? It was the same challenge, to stick it out or leave. He stayed silent, considering the options. Deep down I knew he couldn’t resist the temptation to see where this was leading.
Toby’s great escape only solved half the problem. It occurred to me that these Hiron soldiers may be inept, but Tivoli and his Macedonian buddy appeared to be pretty shrewd. Shrewd enough to come looking for us and that worried me.
“Before we get out, I’ll break Tivoli’s leg for you, how’s that?”  I promised.
“Deal.” he said flatly. We decide to wait til mid night.
As I lay there in the dark thinking over our decision, my mind began to drift. Shapes and shadows moved as I looked out through half closed eyes. I felt the throb of my headache with each heartbeat.
Suddenly a hand rested on my head, I shifted to see a man glowing bright blue in the darkness. I wasn’t scared, as I sensed no threat from him, especially since my headache disappeared the moment he touched me. Was I dreaming? A thump somewhere brought me to full wakefullness but the slender man remained, cradling my head in his hand.
Trust them, he spoke in my mind and I flashed on an image of Tiovli and Daedelus.
A warmth spread through me along with a famliar feeling I recognized immediately. He seemed pleased with my reaction and gently let go. He stood and slowly faded from view. The feeling stayed and I recognized it with an unexpected memory. 
It was during my aikido black belt test. Ki  flowed through me, making each move supremely natural and effortless as I glided through the manuevers with absolute certainity. I felt like I was floating.  That feeling flowed into me once more. Calm, yet swift as a river.  I emerged from my dream when Toby moved next to me.
“ I just thad the weirdest dream.”  he said with a mixture of surprise and annoyance.  “ A blue guy with a bald head  just told me trust Tivoli and his ridiculous plan” 
“Shit.”  I muttered sofly. 

How Far We Have Fallen


Our workers’ organization has become an end in itself. A machine which is perfected for its own sake and not for the tasks which it could have performed.” -Robert Micheals 19th century Social Theorist. 
Change "workers’ organization" to "government" and it describes how broken the country and business are. 
Enjoy your weekend.

Saturday, June 9

Talon Tales -Zoe and Toby's Adventure continued

Our heroes have a rude audience before the local ruler and discover how they are pawns in a dangerous plan to entrap the bad guy. Zoe and Toby are not happy when they are returned to the jail.


It was late afternoon when we returned. A fire blazed in the center pit. People sat or stood around it to keep warm in the chilly air. We were issued a blanket and pillow as we marched down the stairs. I saw Tivoli waiting anxiously at our old spot. Several new detainees had arrived filling the room again but they were a rowdy group of drunks the rest avoided, staying close to the fire for protection. A man stood up suddenly and grabbed me by the arm.
“Eh look ‘ere I got me an exotic girly.” he bellowed, his breath reeked of bad beer.
“Get your hand off of me or I’ll take it off for you.” I snarled, in no mood for this foolishness.
“Oh come on lass, give us a kiss.” he tried to grab my other arm. I pulled him close and drove my knee into his groin as hard as I could and he doubled over. I shoved my elbow into his face sending him backward to fall on his drunken buddies.
“Anybody else want to dance?” I challenged in the stony silence as they all averted their gaze. I heaved a long slow sigh and walked on. Toby, who had been standing next to me the whole time gave an approving look and gestured for me to go ahead of him.
“I take it the audience with Gandolph didn’t go well.?” Tivoli correctly surmised.
“He’s hot to sell us to the highest bidder I’m sure. He figured us out, no thanks to that snotty bald guy who was listening to us earlier.” I raved. Oh wait, wait til I get my Irish hands on you, twerp. Tivoli seemed pleased with this news.
“What are you smiling at?’ Toby asked coldly. Tivoli’s smile faded at the sting . This time he looked about to make sure no one was listening and leaned closer to us in the waning light.
“While you were away I made contact with a fellow Macedonian. He got himself ‘conscripted’ into the Hiron militia and is stationed here.”  he began in a hushed voice.
“The guard you talked to in the courtyard.”  Toby realized. Tivoli started at his observation. Nothing gets past him. My, my, making plans without us- Toby’s expression said as he narrowed his eyes .
“Look I promise you are in no danger with our agent keeping watch on you. He ‘buys’ you, you get out, we catch him. This will work.” tivoli begged.
“No way.” Toby snapped. Toby was by nature an easygoing guy but you do not want to piss him off. 
“You knew that guy was spying on us, didn’t you?” I asked bluntly. Tivoli cringed like a teenager caught after curfew. There was a tense silence as we watched him try to think his way out of it. It may be a good plan, but we were not in the mood for more scheming.
“Don’t ever lie to us again.” Toby shook his hand at Tivoli like he was going to hit him. He quickly nodded.

Wednesday, June 6

Pop Quiz -USA

Remember when I posted this? You didn't , well brush up kids cause there's your pop quiz for the end of the school year.


Get a partner and name all the states without using a reference and have the partner rate your accuracy. Report back.

That is all. Good luck and have a nice summer.

Monday, June 4

Quote of the Day


"Forgive me for noting that conservatives seem to believe that the rich will work harder if we give them more, and the poor will work harder if we give them less." EJ Dionne -WashingtonPost.

Friday, June 1

Mean people Suck

Inciting violence #1- " Let's hurl some acid at those female democratic Senators. . ." It's not like this horrible thing has ever happened, right?
Inciting violence #2-  "Build a great, big, large fence — 150- or 100-mile long — put all the lesbians in there . . . do the same thing for the queers and the homosexuals, and have that fence electrified so they can’t get out," Let's see, the Germans did something like that to Jews during WWII and well, we know how that ended.


These people need sit down and have a steaming cup of shut the fuck up.

What was I thinking about?


Blogging is not for everyone. Some people have lots to say about nothing. Some people have plenty to say and not enough words to say it. Writing is not as easy as you think, and there is an endless variety of subject matter. I have been told repeatedly to focus my blog on spacefic subjects catering to the reader. Except I don't work that way.Besides I have no idea what you dear readers want to read.

It's like, ok let's say you go to a party, you have a an idea of what kind of people will be there because it's at a frat house or an art gallery or a family dinner. How many people plan ahead of time (speeches don't count) what exactly they are going to talk about at a gathering? Do you mentally make a check list of handy topics of discussion?  Of course not, I don't. Maybe it's the Autism, maybe it's my snobbishness about intelligent conversation but I simply have too many topics of interest to just stick to a few. I like it when there are four or five different conversations going on. Just look at a the small sampling of blog sites I peruse on a regular basis. Aikido, metaphysics, writing, global politics, old tv shows, new movies, fictional characters. I think about deep things every day - we all should. 

So you may not like all the subjects I discuss, that's alright. Like cruising a party there's always another topic to explore. So what's on your mind?