April 4, 2022
It’s a nice day today. The sun is out and its a bit warmer. There’s the sound of a loud saw. Saws seem to be a sign that the weather is getting nicer. I don’t know what the fucking deal with that is. There’s always some buzz during the summer.
It turns out the buzz is actually a leaf blower. I guess those come out in spring as well.
I talked to Dad last night and he told me that I can take his acoustic to open-mics! He also told me that it has an input at the bottom to connect to an amp! I never knew that!
He also told me that when he’s back I can have his travel acoustic! That’s so nice of him! I was gonna go buy one from a guy off Kijiji today!
The flamingo was ripping up the sidewalk looking for gold.
“Stop that bird!” Screamed a man from his balcony. “There’ll be no road left for us!”
The flamingo shot the man a dirty look.
A ray of light shone from behind a building and illuminated a nearby corner store. The shop owner inside was suddenly struck with the sensation of God. He stepped up to the plate and did what he knew was needed in these trying times. He grabbed his son by the scruff of his neck and threw him out into the world. He was volunteering his very own boy to fight the good fight.
The boy lay in the middle of the road, slightly shaken. He looked up into the bright light. He saw the flamingo tearing up the asphalt. The boy rose slowly, cheered on by people on the sidewalk. The boy had never fought anyone before. He didn’t know how to throw a punch.
“I’m a musician!” Cried the boy. “Someone offer me an instrument!”
The man on his balcony ran inside and retrieved a violin. He threw it down to the street.
The young boy caught the violin and began playing ‘Yellow Submarine’. The street began to get real bright and hot as the flamingo became nervous. The people on the sidewalks applauded and whistled with patriotism.