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In Reply to: Re: Cat lover? posted by Romy on February 18, 2002 at 23:55:37:
Zdravstvuite, tovarisch!Ti pisal, ili mozhet bit' pishaesh:
> > Unfortunately for you I know who you are but you have no idea what
> > you are dealing with.You know, kiska, you look very much like the Duke de Richeleu, as seen from the second grate. It is as if you were holding yourself in much the same way.
I enjoyed your story of your vision of the cheetah very much. Now I have another vision for you.
"Za Steklom"
You are standing near the Potempkinska Stairs, exactly on the second grate. The ice cream you just purchased from the street vendor is running down your arm as you listen to your favorite band, "Ivanushki International" on your portable MPEG player. But you suddenly hear a rumble, and it disrupts your happy moment.
The sound is of a loud, low loping sound - One that is not possible to reproduce on any of the stereo equipment you have ever owned. So it is foreign to you. It sounds like Alica's "Shestoi Lestnichi", but there is something more. Suddenly you see a large black car that is vaguely familiar, but strangely different too.
It is a mid-70's Volga, and it is painted better than new, in a pearl coat of black. There is a thundering noise as its 8 liter American V8 lopes and bucks and kicks under the hood. You can see a strange rotating belt on a large pulley that makes a whirring sound coming up from the hood, and three red circular devices which open to expose something that appears to be the butterfly valve to a giant intake. The car bounces slightly as it rolls over those bumpy Odessa roads.
As it passes by you, you see that the rear tires appear to be a meter wide. They wrinkle as the car bounces, and you see that the tires span the entire width of the car, with only enough room for a differential in between, large enough to be on a truck. The words "Mechanicheskaya Peregruzka" are tastefully painted on the back.
A new Russian drives by in one of his cute little Nazi-mobiles speaking on his cell phone like he usually does. He always thought his ties to Odessa crime bosses made him a very powerful man, but sitting next to this rumbling Volga makes him feel impotent. Every slight tap of the gas and the Volga roars, tires up in smoke. And you are amazed as the new Russian hangs up the phone for the first time in two years just to watch this Volga with the American in it.
Suddenly, a shadow is cast over you and you notice for the first time that your ice cream has melted and the song "Tuchi" has ended on your MPEG player. Memories of the story "Cestritsa Alonushka and Bratik Ivanushka" fill your mind and you don't know why. The shadow must be an airplane, but larger, and as you look up to see what it is that is so large, you are shocked to find it is an enormous Dragon, and it sounds like she is saying in a deep voice, "Poluchi fascist granat!"
You are gripped with fear when you behold the Dragon. Not so much fear really, as it is an anxiety and maybe mixed with some sadness and loneliness. It occurs to you in a flash, that had you not been so rude and unpleasant, you might have more friends. Even in the local bars and at Humorina, no one wants to toast with you - And everyone here toasts to everything. But not you. You feel that you have nowhere to go and that no one is your real friend. And it is so sad.
Could this feeling have been impressed upon you by this Dragon? And what is the significance of the Yankee? The car? The school child book? Why should you feel this way now? And what is a Dragon doing here anyway? All this confusion swirls through your mind and you wonder if someone didn't put something like a drug in your ice cream.
Suddenly the Yankee roars off, leaving you and the new Russian in a cloud of rubber smoke. The Dragon is gone, and you hear only the words, "learn to swim" from an American rock band. You are left standing alone, thinking to yourself how great it would be if you were nice to people and had friends for a change.
Did you enjoy my story as much as I enjoyed yours?
Wayne
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- Re: Cat lover? - Wayne Parham 02/20/0211:27:33 02/20/02 (0)
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