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February 12, 2007

2.12.07

"I like my town...
With a little drop of poison."
-Tom Waits

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Charlie hated school. Charlie hated his life, hated his house, he pretty much hated everything. But most of all, he hated his town.

Charlie was a councilmember in the town of Salem. And while working, and pursuing his masters-degree at night, he still made all the meetings.

It’s the second Tuesday of the month, and Charlie already knows what the council will be arguing about; the same things as last time.

This month though, Charlie is much better prepared. At twenty minutes to seven Charlie drops acid, and the meeting is much more interesting. “Witches would be funny”, thinks Charlie.

Posted by: kasac at February 12, 2007 2:14 PM · Permalink

When I reread my story, I suddenly hear Alec Baldwin or George Carlin narrating “Thomas the Train”

Posted by: kasac at February 12, 2007 3:53 PM · Permalink