Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Update
I've been working tirelessly on 100,000 pretentious words of literary fiction.
Don't worry - I'll never complete it.

In the meantime, here's your sign:



Yesterday in traffic I was behind a woman who was talking to a cellular phone.
In the far left lane.
Going 10 mph below the speed limit.

She had one of those ubiquitous "Jesus" fishes glued to her trunk.

I think it's there because that's what one says when one is behind this woman.

Jesus.

posted by Carl Bryant @ 10:42 AM   14 comments Literary Shirts

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14 Comments:

At 12:43 PM, Blogger SarahJane said...

CARL! you dog!
about time you showed up.
smile


 

 

At 12:52 PM, Anonymous Wifey Poo said...

I'm happy to see this post. Mwah!


 

 

At 1:41 PM, Anonymous Steve said...

Jesus.

That's what I say when I see a post on Carl's Tiny Brain.

I was thinking about your site just a couple of days ago. I switched my RSS reader to Google Reader from Bloglines, and I kept you on there... just in case.


 

 

At 4:43 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Jesus!

Now I have to try to explain to coworkers why I'm snorting in my office.


 

 

At 7:15 PM, Blogger michi said...

ha! i knew i needed to come by here today ... psychic, i am. i said, psychic, not psycho! ;)

it is gooood to see you. been missing you.

and ha, you still know how to make a girl laugh.

m


 

 

At 11:41 AM, Blogger Beau Blue said...

Welcome back. Are you back? -blue


 

 

At 9:37 AM, Blogger Carl Bryant said...

I'm back, I think.

I've missed all of my friends in computer land.

My imaginary friends in 3D land are nowhere near as interesting.

I need a break from writing, anyway. My protagonist is really starting to annoy me.


 

 

At 12:12 PM, Anonymous wifey poo said...

Autobiography, huh?


 

 

At 1:32 PM, Blogger Carl Bryant said...

Darn, wifey-poo. That's just mean.

I don't go to where you blog and slap the bible out of your bourbon hand.

Yes, everyone -- it's true...

...this is how wifey poo and I communicate now.

For better or worse...

'Til internet do you part.


 

 

At 11:05 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

That woman was talking to me, sir.
Yours in forgiveness,
Jesus


 

 

At 11:07 AM, Blogger Beau Blue said...

My wife and I communicate via credit-card monthly statements. There's a lot of info passed 'tween us during my bouts of bill paying her whimsical ideas on how to destroy a perfectly reasonable home budget. She saves us sooooo much money (she says) each month, I should be grateful. So, communication via internet blog ... or credit-card monthly statements?

Yep, Carl, there's worse ways to communicate, trust me. -blue


 

 

At 12:23 PM, Blogger Carl Bryant said...

Yep, Blue... It could always be worse.

Jesus, I'm sorry for offending thee. I'll make it up to you: I'll stop the wife from converting Jehovah's Witnesses who come to our door.

That should make Heaven a bit more pleasant.


 

 

At 12:21 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hooray! Good to see you back blogging, Carl!


 

 

At 6:47 PM, Blogger Carl Bryant said...

I've missed all of you so much while I've been away in 3D land.

3D land is a real, truly live place. And I remember that some of it wasn't very nice. But most of it was beautiful. But just the same, all I kept saying to everybody was, 'I want to go home.' And they sent me home.

I know you're thinking it was all a dream... but it wasn't a dream. It was a place, and you Sarah and you Michi and you Steve and you Beau and you Collin were there.

But you couldn't have been, could you?

Oh, anyway... there's no place like home.


 

 

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