“How’s it goin’, Bob?” Abe asked as they bumped gunwales.
“Not bad,” Bob replied. “So far they’ve only spilled popcorn.” (More)
Midday Matinee is our people watching, people doing and people being feature. Join the Woodland Creatures for an afternoon break.
Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include Scented Candles and Not Quite Pictures. We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….
Note: Today’s characters are carrying tourists around Washington, D.C.’s Tidal Basin.
“Lucky you,” Abe said. “They dropped a cup of soda in me. My pedals are sticky.”
“Sorry to hear that,” Dianne groaned as she burbled past. “At least you don’t have to haul two sumo wrestlers.”
“I try to look on the bright side,” Bob said. “The cherry blossoms are pretty.”
“Why thank you!” Cherry replied. “And those aren’t sumo wrestlers, Dianne. Their ball caps have tractor logos.”
“They sure feel like sumo wrestlers,” Dianne replied. “If I weren’t filled with foam, I’d be swamped.”