“Got your bracket ready?” Steve asked.

Rita nodded. “I’m going with Bob State.”

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 Ya-a-a-a-awn and Foible’s War. 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….

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Steve’s brow furrowed as he scanned his tournament form. “Uhh, there is no Bob State.”

“If Troy can have a state,” Rita insisted, “and if Kent can have a state, then Bob can have one too. I mean, he’s nice.”

“Thanks, Rita,” Bob said. “At least someone around here appreciates me.”

“Meanwhile,” Rita continued, “Troy is a sexist pig–”

Troy muttered something that rhymed with itch

“–and Kent spends most of his workday thinking up excuses,” Rita concluded.

“I have to make up excuses,” Kent said, “because my excuse generator won’t work with our new operating system. Neither will my spreadsheet or my word processor.”

“My spreadsheet and word processor work fine,” Rita noted.

“The point is,” Steve said, “Troy State and Kent State aren’t Troy’s or Kent’s made-up states. They’re real state schools. And there is no Bob State.”

Bob shrugged. “Like I said, I get no respect.”

Steve sighed. “Regardless, you gotta fill out your bracket with the teams that are actually in the tourney. We each put in five bucks and the one whose bracket gets the most points wins the money.”

Rita arched a skeptical brow. “Do Troy and Kent get extra points if their states win?”

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