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How I met your mother...
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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The daughter is asking me how I met her mother. She knows, of course, but mine is always the more interesting recollection...
“remember how I told you I went to Hogwarts…?”
- “With Harry Potter?”
“yes, yes… and remember Voldemort? How he was trying to kill the Potter boy? Well...Voldemort was your Mother’s Puppet...She came from Mordor, having finished with Sauron, and rode her broom through time and space, no, it's not really relevant, I just thought you'd wanna know ... it was in the Jedi Academy...no, after I helped Pharaoh to build the pyramids...don’t be funny, The Vampire Wars were much later, do they not teach history in school? ...Stop rolling your eyes, I know you’re a bit skeptical but I have proof, let me show you...This ring...can you see me? Still? ahh, that’s your wizard blood...if you were a muggle you couldn't … anyways, it seems that Lord Vader, or Anakin as we called him then, had benefited greatly from your Mother’s assistance…"
Social App Idea
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
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Now I had this idea which I am far too busy to follow up upon, but I'll gladly share it with you for a very modest cut of the royalties should you choose to develop it.
It's a Social App for phones (and probably tablets and PC's and whatever else...) that goes through your list of contacts - friends, and if after a month (or other user determined amount of time) you haven't contacted them - or they you, it prompts you with a reminder to call them, and if you don't within x hours or days it archives, deletes or moves the contact to an "acquaintances" group, downgrading the friendship. A hierarchical system, that keeps only the contacts you're current with, and reminding you to interact with them or lose their friendship. Optional additional features might include ranking value for friendships by how often they call you (or you them).
When you get it up and running I'll give you an address you can send royalty cheques to. I'm not greedy.
A Party, and everyone I knew was invited...
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- Written by: Rod Boyle
- Category: Dreams
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I'm in Drumheller, a construction party of sorts, I've parked my car in front of a run down house I don't know, autumn day, I'm returning to the car and I find the back has been heaped up with things, cool things, someone has broken into my trunk and left all it's contents on the back, but upon examining the things while I find they're close to what I would have in the trunk (there's an anvil, a railway lantern, a few other interesting antiques...) they're not the same. I walk up to the house to ask what's up, a familiar man answers, wry faced, I can't picture how I know him but he assures me that they're presents for me from everyone, especially this one guy I worked with (I don't know him...) whom apparently I helped to quit drinking. The gate I opened blows over in the autumn wind, it's just a big square built out of 2X4's and painted red, useless, I go and pick it up and wedge it back between 2 rocks, the wry faced guy is helping me...
...Now I'm in a hall, construction workers, there's a cupboard jammed packed full of liquor bottles, the safety inspector, an asian (I don't know him) tells me that I failed to clean it up before i quit, I'm pretty sure it wasn't me (and my coworkers will vouch for me), but I just begin to pull out the bottles and the garbage from the cupboard and put it into a bag. We fill a couple of bags and then discover that it's not just a cupboard, it's a doorway to a whole other empty, unused room, dusty from neglect, nobody knew it was here, I walk around for a moment checking it out...
....now I'm at a party, house party, everyone I know is there only I don't recognize anyone. There's this girl, she's trying to get me to roll her a joint, she's seen me rolling my tobacco and has declared me the best roller in the place, I don't smoke weed but I'm trying to roll it up for her and all the pot keeps crumbling up onto the floor, I'm on the floor trying to scoop it back into the paper, only now it's getting stuck in the cracks of the hardwood, a crowd has gathered and they're telling me to leave it, there's plenty more, everyone is offering some...she's trying to kiss me, classic approach-avoidance conflict, bringing her face close and then pulling it away laughing...
...Now in a theatre, a burlesque show, I'm in one of the front rows, somehow I'm crucial to this, in a line-up of pretty chorus dancers, the show is over and I'm looking for my bag, my wallet, my keys, I've left them a few rows back, I find them where I left them and my construction supervisor finds me, he's got a little wooden trophy with my name on it, "Rick", and I'm pretty sure I'm not Rick and they're pretty sure that I am, and it's their word against mine so I take the trophy and leave....
David Huggins on Vimeo: Love and Saucers
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Love And Saucers: The Far Out World Of David Huggins from Brad Abrahams on Vimeo. Promising.
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