Thursday, August 19, 2010

A cutting 55

A carefully laid out selection
of steel instruments spread before him.
His eyes were wild with intensity,
his focus sharp.
His victim lay helpless, motionless.
With a blind fervor,
he plunged his knife into the breast.
Cleanly dissecting flesh like some mad scientist.
Never again would he pay such high prices for boneless chicken breasts.

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

What the Hell Wednesday - This Sucks

Last week I mentioned the dilemma I had in having to choose between two pretty dang good stories and only teased a story about a woman beating her boyfriend with a vacuum cleaner. Well, friends, here it is in all its gory, er, I mean, glory.

Woman arrested in attack with vacuum

A 41-year-old man suffered massive head injuries when is girlfriend allegedly struck him several times with a vacuum cleaner, the Clark County Sheriff's Office reported.

Michelle D. Hawn, 37, of the Hazel Dell area was booked into the county jail on accusations of first degree assault/domestic assault, said Sgt. John Horch, a sheriff's spokesman.

Deputies were called about 5:50 p.m. Tuesday to a residence in the 10800 block of Northeast Highway 99. They found an unconscious man with a bleeding head wound.

Todd Proetel was listed in critical condition without regaining consciousness at Southwest Washington Medical Center.

Noelle Crombie, The Oregonian

So why is she beating him with a vacuum cleaner? Did she come home to some illicit and slightly twisted love affair between her boyfriend and the vacuum? Or was it just the nearest object for her to use as a weapon?

Michelle - "Oh my God, Todd. What's with the wig and lipstick on the vacuum cleaner?"

Todd - "What vacuum? You know I don't do no woman's work around the trailer."

Michelle - "What vacuum! The one attached to your zipper, you freak. Here. If you love that vacuum so much let me get it a little closer to you."

Todd - "Aaaaaaa. That's not what I had in mind."

I don't know about any one else's history with vacuum cleaners, but my vacuum isn't light, even when it's not attached to someone's appendage. This Michelle must be one strong lady to be able to swing a vacuum AND make contact. I am sure there may be some major league baseball teams who might want an interview after she gets out of the pokey.

There are two things I am very sure of about this story. The first is that alcohol was involved. I mean, really, how could it not. The second is the reaction of the police upon entering the "residence" and seeing a man beaten bloody with a vacuum cleaner. They looked at each other and simply said, "What the Hell?"

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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Windswept Wisdom - A One Shot Wednesday

The trees
are talking tonight.
Some whisper
to answer
the call of crickets.
Others cry
as they stand alone
with no other tree nearby
to touch with leaf or root.
When the wind is low,
they nod to each other.
They rustle and groan
under the weight of their words.
Seeking relief from the boredom of stillness.
The breeze inspires thought
and the surge of decades of wisdom.
Words we cannot understand.
Yet should take the time to hear.

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Sunday 160 Summer Heat

Heat dripped from the skies
like condensation
from the roof of a sweat lodge.
Even the wind bore down
like billows to a smelter.
August arrived with full force.

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