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May 8, 2008


The djinn has offered you one wish...

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I hate those stories with a passion, because there is no one thing I want more than anything else. And now here I am.

Yeah, the smart thing to do is to wish for more wishes. But that just leaves you in the same spot, because eventually you’ll be down to your last wish.

I’d like to be rich, but I don’t want to give half to the IRS. I’d like to be famous, beautiful, and talented, but I don’t know how I’d keep it up. I don’t want to be a one-hit wonder.

I close my eyes. “I wish . . .”

Posted by: Spike at May 8, 2008 6:15 PM · Permalink


“Oh, I'm a lumberjack, and I'm OK.......”

Following the sound of what some might call music, Goldfarb hurries through the doorway of the largest building in the center of the crystalline city.

Behind him the sounds of various brick-a-brack crashing onto the yellow brick road fades away.

Before him, in the center of the cool, darkened room, a small singing oil lamp rest atop a stone alter.

Reaching out Goldfarb touches the side of the lamp.

Gray smoke surrounds Goldfarb.

A giant djinn looks down into Goldfarb's eyes and intones words that echo throughout the room.

“You have one wish”

Posted by: JerryD at May 9, 2008 3:25 PM · Permalink

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