tagged again

iSplotchy has created a viral tag, and I’m in it thanks to Flannery.

Here’s the thing. I’m part of a story now…it start’s like this.

The bus was more crowded than usual. It was bitterly cold outside, and I hadn’t prepared for it. I noticed that a fair number of the riders were dressed curiously. As I glanced around, I stretched my feet and kicked up against a large, heavy cardboard box laying under the seat in front of me. [Splotchy]

It meowed. I looked up to see if anyone noticed. In front of me, a head of gray curls turn slowly and rheumy eyes floated a death gaze in my direction.

“Sorry,” I said, shrinking down into my seat.

“Hmph,” she grunted and turned back around.

To hide my shame, I took a moment to dig in my messenger bag to find my sunglasses and, while I was at it, hand lotion. I found my shades, but the lotion was a problem. My hands were still half-numb and cracked from my sojurn to the busstop and my 45 minute wait and so I kept fumbling. Eventually I found the lotion and put my sunglasses on. With my prying eyes covered, I was free to begin to stare at people. I squirted lotion on my hands while I looked around. Everyone was wearing backless, blanket-robes. The sleeves were bell-shaped and the fleece robes went all the way to the floor. These people look like they escaped from Logan’s Run. I closed the cap of the bottle and returned it to my bag. I began to rub the lotion into my hands.

As my hands warmed and began to feel some relief, I began to feel claustrophobic. {Flannery}

This feeling is usually the forewarning of my conscience. The last time I felt claustrophobic, I watched an entire turkey getting exterminated on national tv. The irony of the situation is that the tv was supposed to be showing a turkey getting pardoned before Thanksgiving.

I looked over the crowd in the bus again, from behind my sunglasses, and noticed that they all were wearing amulets with green gems in them. I didn’t have an amulet, but decided to make one out of the other pair of sunglasses I had in my bag. This would allow me to infiltrate this group without being noticed.