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January 28, 2008

Monday

Today's theme is where's the redhead?

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The sultan was disappointed. "I specified one of each."

His servant tried to bow lower, but the floor prevented it. "Yes, Sultan."

"And yet, you bring me concubines with blonde, brunette, and black hair. Where's the redhead?"

"Humble apologies, Sultan."

The sultan considered the matter for several seconds. "Still... you have served me well in the past. Perhaps you do deserve a promotion."

The servant's face, pressed against the tile, lit up. "Thank you, Sultan."

"I will make you keeper of the harem."

The servant was elated... until he remembered that the keeper of the harem was usually a eunuch.

Posted by: LJ at January 28, 2008 11:41 PM · Permalink

Where's the redhead?

Did she wear the hat? I warned her. I’m dark haired myself, I fit in. They don’t notice you, the street cops, the block wardens, the bluesuited watchers with their commsticks and lasers. Uniformity is safety. Don’t be noticed as a stranger.

Ah, she said, it’ll be fine. I’ll be OK. She took a last swig of kavafi (how did it not burn her throat? It’s firewater) and headed down the stairs.

Two hours. I wait for my commstick to bleep. Nothing.

Six hours. I check the news on my commstick. S**t.

Oh gods, I wish she’d worn the hat.

Posted by: rooruu at February 2, 2008 2:26 AM · Permalink