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Short Fiction To Live Forever

To Live Forever – Part 3

…the final segment of a story written for my high school newspaper in 1983. By rights, I should wait to post this ’til Christmas, considering the theme, but I’m sure y’all would rather see a photo of me at Christmas with a wreath, or a herd of reindeer on my head.

In case you missed it… To Live Forever: Part 1
In case you missed it… To Live Forever: Part 2

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huskyprint-Dec1983It was Christmas Eve.

The nurses hung the long banner high up on the wall. It read “Merry Christmas”. The year was 1983.

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Photography Wednesday

How to Spend a Wednesday…

Queen Luna ©Les Becker Taken May 7, 2011 with Nokia N97 Smartphone
Queen Luna
©Les Becker
Taken May 7, 2011
with Nokia N97 Smartphone

This is how I, too, would have liked to be spending today, were it at all possible…

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Photography

I Don’t Care HOW “May” It Is – Today Came Right Out of October…

Brrrr! Photo copyright Les Becker Taken May 24, 2011 with Nokia N97 Smartphone
Brrrr!
Photo © Les Becker
Taken May 24, 2011 with Nokia N97 Smartphone

No word of a lie – I keep expecting to see Trick-or-Treaters outside. It’s F-ing cold.

I can deal quite gracefully with warm weather in January, but when you start messing with a Northerner’s perception of “summer”, well… now you know why Canadians drink.

Random Song-for-the-Day: “Ordinary World” – Duran Duran

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Photography

She’s Still a Camera Hog…

Half a Kitty © Les Becker, April 25, 2001 Taken with Nokia N97 Smartphone
Half a Kitty
© Les Becker, April 25, 2001
Taken with Nokia N97 Smartphone

If Patchouli sees a camera, she will pose for as long as you will sit there and take shots.

Every now and again, I’ll get a really nice one like this – sometimes I can catch her in a “candid” moment, but those are rare – Patchouli really is a Prima Donna when it comes to photos.

Random Song-for-the-Day: “A sorta Fairy Tale” – Pablo Garcia

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Short Fiction To Live Forever

To Live Forever – Part 2

… the continuation of a short story in three parts, originally published in my high school newspaper, The Husky Print, in 1983.

In case you missed it… To Live Forever: Part One

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huskyprint-Nov1983For the first time in his twenty-one years, death had touched Cecil Walters’ life. He didn’t know how to take it; he was frightened, but he didn’t know why. Everyone who knew him noticed the change. He didn’t wave on the street and he didn’t smile. All Cecil could do was think about Gerry and the way he had died.

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Artsy Fartsy The Landlady

Some Things are Made to Be Destroyed…

This Is Not a Mistake © Les Becker Taken April 7, 2011 with Nokia N97 Smartphone
This Is Not a Mistake
© Les Becker
Taken April 7, 2011 with Nokia N97 Smartphone

This is a “pulled” or “drop-stitch” scarf. It’s knit on 4 needles and then, when binding off, every second stich is just dropped off the needle. Yank on it really hard, and it “pulls” down into a nice fluffy scarf.

I made this at Ruby’s while were watching the Blue Jays play. Well… Ruby watches the Jays play – I knit things, and listen to her yell at the television.

It was Ruby who showed me how to make this scarf.

The other day Ruby got laughing over a friend of hers. Trudy lived across the street from Ruby for years, and they were great friends. Now, they generally just talk on the phone, as Trudy lives way on the other side of town.

Ruby: …and you know when Trudy gets on the phone, she talks for hours!

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Little Bits of Stupid Photography Real Life

The Washer-Woman Went AWOL…

My Lunch Buddy © Les Becker Taken May 9, 2011 with Nokia N97 Smartphone
My Lunch Buddy
© Les Becker
Taken May 9, 2011 with Nokia N97 Smartphone

It’s Day 2 of my Holidays. No, I don’t miss work. I do kind of miss the spider, though. I met him/her on my lunch break a while back and he/she was good company.

I have great big plans for the next few days and so far, I haven’t done any of it other than get the rest of To Live Forever scheduled to post (that’s on Sundays, Cardiogirl. I’m making you wait.).

I had to do my own laundry yesterday. I’m no longer accustomed to such menial work – I have a Washer-Woman, you know.

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Artsy Fartsy Photography Wall Panels Zenishness...

This is a Picture of “Happy”…

© Les BeckerTaken on April 29, 2011 with Canon SX30 IS
© Les Becker
Taken on April 29, 2011
with Canon SX30 IS

This is a close-up shot of one of my attic wall panels. It’s not finished quite yet, but every time I look at it, it makes me smile.

It’s the perfect pic for this post as Louie Da Boss made me very happy this week by “forcing” me to take 4 paid days off. In a row. After that, I get my 2 regular days off. I haven’t taken a paid vacation week since… Geez, I think it might have been 1992, when I was a Beer-Slinger.

So… here I sit at 7 AM with a cup of coffee in hand. The bed is made. The catboxes are clean.

I have pants on!

WHAT DO I DO NOW?!

Not-So-Random Song-for-the-Day: “A Little Piece of Heaven” – Kevin Coyne

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Little Bits of Stupid Video...

You Can’t Leave the Table Til You’ve Cleaned Your Plate…

Jordan helps The Evil Hypnotist finish her supper…

Random Song-for-the-Day: “The Edge of Glory” – Lady Gaga

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Short Fiction To Live Forever

To Live Forever – Part 1

I’m going to take a page out of Cardiogirl’s book – er… an entry out of Cardiogirl’s blog – and reprint something from Way-Back-When. In her case, Cardiogirl posts excerpts from her diary, written when she was a teen.

Me, I’m gonna post fiction; a short story in three parts, originally published in my high school newspaper in 1983.

I was 17.

My Journalism class that year, was tapped to publish the school newspaper (The Husky Print) for the first quarter.

My teacher, whose name shamefully escapes me at the moment, told me I was to write a story. She was a big supporter of my dream to become a published author of fiction some day in the distant future.

My first deadline! I had no idea what to write.

I went home and told my mother, also a staunch supporter of my dream, the news, and asked for a suggestion.

“Write about a man who wants to live forever,” she said.

And so I did.

The Editor-in-Chief decided that the story was too long for a single issue, and suggested cutting it into three parts.

“What do I do for the rest of the term?” I asked the teacher.

She told me to bring a book to class until exam week. I very much enjoyed that semester, as I recall.

Anyway, here’s part one of the story – nearly 28 years old, now. All I’ve got to say to that is, “Holy shit.”